The powerful leader was tough on the outside but soft on the inside; the aloof major general fell fo

Cen Li's hints seemed to still echo in his ears.

After get off work, Ashel walked out of the military headquarters, temporarily putting the matter of the whip behind him.

The ruler did not insist on seeing the new whip today, so it would be the same if he gave it to the ruler later.

Fortunately, Cen Li eventually forgot about it altogether.

But in front of the powerful ruler, Ashel dared not be too obvious in his schemes.

Fortunately, the master ate his meal attentively, not sparing him a single glance or mentioning the whip.

Ashel breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Lately, when he's directing the robotic insects to cook, Sia is always wandering around.

In the past, Ashel probably wouldn't have thought much of it.

But ever since he was summoned to the Duke's mansion and threatened, he has inevitably become more attentive to the male's meals and has never let them out of his sight.

The powerful ruler cannot be harmed, or at least cannot be associated with him...

Fortunately, Xiya didn't do anything; she seemed to be just wandering around because she was bored.

Ashel didn't say much and just let him be.

"What are you doing at the entrance to the master's room?"

Sia suddenly appeared beside Ashir, staring at him with a scrutinizing look.

Ash paused just as he was about to knock on the door, his outstretched hand hanging in mid-air.

"I have something to discuss with the male ruler."

"Is there something that can't be said while we're eating?"

Westa's vigilance remained undiminished, her gaze shifting back and forth between Ashir and others.

Three days ago, he discovered that Ashel had secretly slipped into the master's room at night, which immediately caught his attention.

What else could a female be doing entering a male insect's room in the middle of the night?

Xiya immediately became suspicious, fearing that Ashir would win the male insect's favor and beat him to it.

So he hid in the corner until he saw Ashel come out soon after, and then he felt relieved.

But what does it mean that Ashel is coming to see the lord again tonight?!

Ash was stopped, and seeing that Sia seemed determined to get to the bottom of things, he had no choice but to tell her the truth.

"What?!"

"You're saying the lord asked you to give him a massage?!"

Xiya's eyes widened suddenly, and the whole insect looked as if it had been struck by lightning, its face filled with disbelief.

Why doesn't the male seek out a massage from him? Why does he go to the clumsy female soldier instead?

West Asia's gaze kept falling on Ashel, unable to understand it at all.

But since Ashel had already said all that, he couldn't continue to stop him, so he reluctantly took a step back.

He watched helplessly as the insect he had always despised entered the male master's room.

Cen Li had just finished showering when he heard a knock on the door. When he came in, he found it was Asher.

After just one glance, Cen Li understood why Asher had come.

Ash closed the door and walked in without looking to either side: "My lord, let me give you a massage."

His expression was serious, like a soldier meticulously completing a mission.

"I've been practicing massage techniques at the hospital these past few days, and I'm quite proficient now. The doctor has approved it, so there shouldn't be any problems. Don't worry."

Cen Li felt somewhat helpless after hearing this.

Ash came to see him a couple of days ago, but he declined, saying, "You've already learned massage techniques so quickly, Major General? Don't get me killed."

Ashel then silently turned and left.

He didn't expect it to happen again today. Although Cen Li had anticipated this outcome, he still didn't want to face it.

The stalemate lasted for a while.

Cen Li felt like he was being roasted over a fire, and remembering General Derek's parting words, he finally nodded in agreement.

But the next second, he sighed urgently.

"If you're going to give me a massage, what are you doing?!"

Ashel was interrupted; he straightened up again and withdrew his hand.

Looking up at the powerful man, he stated, "The doctor said that the effect is better when the skin is in contact during a massage."

His eyes clearly said that clothes were a burden.

Cen Li gripped his belt tightly and gritted his teeth.

"Turn around."

Ashel paused for a moment, then obediently turned around.

Cen Li stared at his back for two seconds, then suddenly felt annoyed.

Why am I even agonizing over whether or not to take my pants off?!

Is there anything wrong with men helping each other, being united and friendly?

No problem!!

So, Cen Li, with a gloomy face, spoke again.

"Turn around."

"help me."

This is normal, he silently told himself.

The original owner didn't try to hide anything; she was like a coward!

He isn't either!

It's just a massage, isn't it?

Come!

Cen Li changed his mind in less than a minute; his thoughts were as unpredictable as the weather.

Ashel was somewhat surprised, but he didn't show it.

For the first second after he turned away, he thought Cen Li was shy.

Now it seems he was overthinking it; how could a male insect have such emotions?

Ashel keenly sensed that the powerful ruler's deep gaze was fixed on him, and wary of Cen Li causing trouble at any moment. Therefore, he became even more careful with his movements, afraid of stepping on the red line in the powerful ruler's heart that could ignite at any moment.

The process went surprisingly smoothly, and Cen Li even cooperated by lifting his waist slightly.

Ashel didn't dare to look too long. After neatly folding the male master's clothes to the side, he knelt down next to his right leg.

"My lord, I'm starting the massage."

Cen Li gave a faint "hmm".

Ash didn't look up, so he didn't notice that Cen Li's expression was slightly unnatural for a moment, and that his head was turned slightly to the left.

Cen Li's legs showed no signs of atrophy; the lines were tight and smooth, long and straight. Unlike the female soldiers, they did not have muscularity, but they were still well-proportioned and beautiful.

Compared to a few days ago, Cen Li's condition has improved a lot in all aspects, and his legs even feel sore and weak from time to time.

He once thought he was cured and could walk again.

Unfortunately, yesterday, his confidence was short-lived. He suddenly lost his footing after only a few steps and fell hard, making intimate contact with the cold ground.

Then, Cen Li was mercilessly mocked by the system.

Ash's hands were warm and strong, his nails were neatly trimmed. He gently grasped Cen Li's calf and slowly pressed the leg muscles, using just the right amount of force.

This massage technique clearly shows that someone has put in a lot of effort.

Ash's palm pressed tightly against the skin, his thumb and forefinger gripping the calf muscle and pushing upwards, the warmth of the other insect transmitted directly to every nerve in Cen Li's body.

His eyes flickered, and there was something strange about them.

Ashel probably didn't know that his leg was mostly healed now, and his senses were heightened; every touch felt strangely unfamiliar to Cen Li.

And, it brings a slight, undeniable itch.

Whether Ashel noticed something was amiss or not, he looked up and exchanged a glance with Cen Li.

Cen Li's tone was stiff.

"What are you looking at?"

Ash lowered his eyes: "I want to ask the master, how's this force... is it uncomfortable?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Li actually took a closer look.

To be honest, it was quite comfortable.

But he couldn't possibly praise Ashel, so he just brushed it off.

"It's okay, just a little itchy."

Ash was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Cen Li's legs have regained feeling. Could it be that he will have a chance to stand up completely in the future?

He felt a sense of anticipation.

It wasn't for any other reason than Ashel thought that if Xiong's body recovered, his personality might be much better than it is now.

He can suffer less.

Speaking of which, the freckles covering Cen Li's face have gradually faded, revealing his originally delicate and pale complexion.

Perhaps because the original owner didn't get much sun exposure, every inch of Cen Li's skin was almost transparently white.

Ash massaged Cen Li's calf, feeling as if he could easily break it with a little force.

The massage was comfortable, but Cen Li still felt uncomfortable being so intimate with his wife, who was only in name.

Not long after, Cen Li went through the motions and sent Asher away.