Mmm!

Darryl laughed and nodded. He felt enlivened as he sat there like a boss with his legs raised. "I can forgive you. I won't pick on you anymore if you massage my legs."

"Wh... what did you say?" Gonggong's pretty face changed abruptly; she almost lost it.

How could a respectable Water God like herself massage Darryl's leg? She would not do a maid's job.

"Darryl, you're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" Gonggong said through her gritted teeth.

Darryl smiled and said leisurely, "Gong