Chapter 2049

The soft fingers landed on Mu Xuri’s not-so-sturdy arm, and Ning Anran didn’t find it strenuous to press.

You couldn’t blame Mu Xuri for this; after his leg was injured, he stopped doing those exercises.

Over time, all the muscles he built before disappeared.

“Uncle, didn’t you have something you wanted to tell me?” Ning Anran asked.

Mu Xuri just responded with a “hmm,” but didn’t say anything.

The massage Ning Anran gave him felt very different from the ones Wen Yu used to provide.

Perhaps it was because Ning Anran was younger; each press seemed to open up all his pores, bringing a sense of relaxation.

“Uncle?” Ning Anran called again.

Mu Xuri’s wandering consciousness was pulled back, his eyes opened, staring at the girl so close to him.

“Oh, I wanted to ask you, how has Baili Xia been recently?”

Ning Anran lowered her eyes, pondering, before she spoke: “She’s very different from before, I wonder if she remembered her past.”

Mu Xuri’s eyes moved slightly, asking: “How is she different from before?”

“I feel she’s much more cunning than before, she even dared to threaten me. So, her sending me medicine this time must be with ill intentions.”

Mu Xuri nodded; on this point, he and Ning Anran shared the same view.

Baili Xia couldn’t have changed so quickly, nor could she be soft-hearted towards Ning Anran.

If she really remembered the past, then her current behavior must be scrutinized.

“If you get a chance, you should test her again.”

“Okay, I understand.”

After a moment of silence, Mu Xuri said again: “Tomorrow, inform them to come for lunch. I’ll push for her and Xiaoyao to get engaged soon and set the date.”

Ning Anran’s hands shook, and she looked up at him.

Uncle was going to urge Baili Xia and Mu Xiaoyao to marry. That’s great!

Once they marry, no one would compete with her for Uncle anymore.

She didn’t dare show too much emotion; she just moved slightly to the side and pressed vigorously on Mu Xuri’s leg.

The delicate fingers brushed over the leg, making Mu Xuri’s nerves tense instantly.

Somewhere deep inside him seemed to have found vitality again in that instant.

As Ning Anran continued to press, Mu Xuri’s breathing became increasingly rapid.

She didn’t notice, remaining focused on massaging.

When she once again placed her hand firmly on the muscle of Mu Xuri’s inner thigh, a large hand suddenly pressed on hers, gripping it.

“Uncle!”

Ning Anran was startled and looked up quickly, instinctively wanting to pull her hand back but not daring to do so.

Mu Xuri still had his eyes closed, without saying a word.

He held Ning Anran’s hand in his palm, with his other hand caressing her hand back, gently kneading, savoring the feeling.

This hand was indeed different from Wen Yu’s; youth truly was an asset, not just soft but with a more tender skin.

The texture of her skin would only feel better.

Mu Xuri didn’t release his hold, and Ning Anran didn’t dare retract her hand, remaining in this stalemate.

She didn’t know what had come over Uncle, but this clearly was him taking advantage of her.

She wasn’t afraid of Uncle taking advantage, after all, he would be very useful to her in the future.

She just didn’t know how to respond.

If she refused, would Uncle kick her away?

But if she accepted gladly, would Uncle not let her marry Mr. Xiaojiu in the future?

After all, a real man like Mr. Xiaojiu, with perfect muscle lines, was what she desired.

Not to be with a man like Uncle, who was impotent.

Comparing the two, Ning Anran suddenly felt a urge to vomit.