Gigi's body was tightly wound. The feeling of Darryl's hands moving over her back made her feel as if she was electrocuted as she trembled gently.
Her face was burning scarlet as well.
She remained still out of concern that the massage would fail.
"All done!"
A little over ten minutes later, Darryl clapped his hands as he grinned. "Try moving around now. I'm sure that weakness has disappeared."
He used the chance to admire Gigi's curves as he spoke.
There was no denying the fact that Gigi was stunning. Her skin was as silky as silk and as pale as an eggshell.
"Alright!"
Gigi called out in response, channeling her internal energy to give it a try. Sure enough, she had regained her strength, and none of that weakness from before was there anymore.
Gigi was shocked.
A mere few pressed on her back had done the trick. It was magical.
Darryl chuckled as he got out of the hot spring, addressing Gigi seriously. "You'd better take care when you come to the hot spring again. Remember not to spend too long there—an hour at most. I might not be around to help you if that happens again."
Then, he left with a smile.
Just then, Gigi stared at his retreating figure with awe as she fell into thought.
She thought that that man was all talk. She never expected that he would have skills; he could clear her acupoints without any powers.
She would never have believed it if she had not experienced it herself.
"Sister Gigi!"
Nora giggled as she spoke with a playful look, "I told you that the guy knew his stuff. He was able to solve your problem with no powers.
"Well, you got the experience firsthand. What do you think of it?"
As she spoke, Nora's expression was nothing but smug.
Gigi's face burned under Nora's stare; she shifted her gaze immediately. "What… what do you mean?"
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