Offsetting the merits

"Why, are you suffering from insomnia? How about... I give you a massage?"
Shen Shiqi's tone was as gentle as ever.
Without waiting for Nash Lin to answer, she came behind Nash Lin and gently massaged the top of Nash Lin head and temples with her soft and boneless hands.
"You poisoned me. Did your father ask you to do that?"
Nash Lin asked casually while enjoying it.
Hearing this, Shen Shiqi's body stiffened slightly, but her hands did not stop moving at all.
"My father was...