Mmm!
Darryl laughed and nodded. He felt enlivened as he sat there like a boss with his legs raised. âI can forgive
you. I wonât pick on you anymore if you massage my legs.â
âWh⦠what did you say?â Gonggongâs pretty face changed abruptly; she almost lost it.
How could a respectable Water God like herself massage Darrylâs leg? She would not do a maidâs job.
âDarryl, youâre doing it on purpose, arenât you?â Gonggong said through her gritted teeth.
Darryl smiled and said leisurely, âGonggong, you come here to apologize, but you are not sincere. I asked
you to massage my leg instead of waiting for me to rest. Why are you so anxious?â
Gonggong clasped her hands tightly as her seething anger brewed. Finally, she gritted her teeth, nodded,
and said, âVery well, Iâll massage your leg.â
Gonggong slowly crouched, raised her jade hand, and began to massage Darrylâs leg gently.
Darryl watched Gdonggong closely; he was extremely gleeful. No man in the world could imagine
someone like Gonggong would massage their legs willingly.
âHow nice is this feeling.â He chuckled inwardly.
The smile on Darrylâs face grew thicker. His eyes rolled mischievously as he had another idea. Then, he said with a
smile, âYes, thatâs not bad. Come on, try calling me a good brother.â
It was a rare opportunity, so he must have fun with her. âWhat?â Gonggongâs eyes flickered
with anger, and her chest heaved. Her delicate body trembled faintly; she was almost
smoking in a fury.
âThis b*stard is too much!â âYouââ
Gonggong stomped her feet. She pointed at Darryl and yelled, âDarryl, donât go too far.â
He told her to massage his legs and then to call him a good brother. âWould he want me to call him
husband?â
âYou think thatâs too much?â
Darryl smiled and looked directly into Gonggongâs eyes. âGonggong, am I too much? I only asked you to call me
good brother. You wanted my life. Besides, there is no one else here. No one would know about it. Arenât I good
to you?â
Darryl sat there with a smirk. âJust forget it if you donât want to do it; I wouldnât force you anyway.â
Gonggong was stupefied. She was humiliated and helpless. Finally, she compromised and said in a low voice,
âGood Brother⦠Good Brother⦠are you satisfied now?â
Darryl was very comfortable; he felt that his bones and muscles were relieved. A good brother sounded very
nice.
Darryl nodded in satisfaction. âWell, Iâll forgive you since you are so sincere.â
Darryl looked at Gonggong with a smile. âActually, I didnât blame you. If I needed to blame someone, then I
would blame Yang Jian for being inconsistent.â âWhat?â
Gonggong trembled when she heard that. She stared at Darryl fiercely; she was speechless. âYou donât blame
me, so just now⦠you did that on purpose, didnât you?â
Had she known that earlier, she would not have taken the risk to look for Darryl that day.
She had to massage his leg and call him a good brother.
Darryl made an innocent face, and he said with a smile, âLook, you took the initiative to apologize to
me, and you risked being discovered by others. If I forgave you easily, wouldnât I have wasted your time
and effort?â
âYouââ
Gonggong blushed; she was rendered speechless momentarily. She gritted her teeth and said, âDarryl, I
wish that you had died that day!â
Gonggong stomped her feet, turned, and left the room angrily.
However, as soon as she arrived at the door, she saw the situation outside and quickly turned around. Her
delicate face looked extremely anxious.