Bai Qifeng lay on the bed, revealing his scarred skin. Bai Changan rubbed the medicinal oil to warm it up, and placed his hands on the shoulder blades, rubbing them downwards in a circular motion, with increasing force. The master had said that the heavier the weight, the faster it would dissipate and the faster it would warm up.
Bai Qifeng buried his face in his arms, groaning in pain...
"Cut!" Victor Zhong stuck his head out of the monitor and said, "Xiao Xie, how about using your hands?"
Lucas Xie stopped moving, and Gabriel Fu supported himself to get up from the bed. At this time, a pair of hands came over. Lucas Xie glanced at the hands. They had thick joints, slightly dark skin, and calluses. They were men's hands.
Looking at his own, he is tall, slender, fair and good-looking, but not like a martial artist, so a hand substitute was found from the beginning. Victor Zhong is sometimes extremely picky in controlling details.
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