Kishori Ji made a face and said, “You were supposed to massage my legs. By the way, do you even know how to do that? Or are you only good at talking?”
Hearing her words, Vishakha clenched her fists in anger but then controlled herself, nodded, and sat down beside Kishori Ji to massage her legs. Kishori Ji closed her eyes and lay down.
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