To The Lovely You

  Su Rourou stopped her fists that fell like raindrops, tilted her head to think for a while, and felt that Luo Yichen's words made some sense. Just now, I was too blind...

   So, she released her tightly clenched fist and kneaded gently instead. The two soft little hands pressed intentionally on his shoulder for a while...

   This time, Luo Yichen was obviously satisfied, and let out a few "pleasant" grunts.

   Just under such candlelight, it sounds a bit stale.

   "Well, a few more presses there."

   "Well, yes, that's right there."

   For some reason, listening to his **** deep voice echoing in such a closed space, Su Rourou didn't actually exert much force, but she was sweating unknowingly, and the temperature of her palms was terrifyingly hot.

  Luo Yichen didn't seem to notice her strangeness at all, and continued to give her new instructions.

   "A little bit down..."

  Su Rourou cooperated and went down to his shoulder blade, thinking: Mmmm, this place is most prone to soreness after sitting for a long time, so I really need to press it a few more times!

   Immediately afterwards, Luo Yichen said vaguely: "A little further down..."

  Su Rourou was still very cooperative, and continued to go down to his firm waist, thinking to herself: Mmmm, this place, after sitting for a long time, is also prone to soreness! Just a few more clicks!

Feeling the weak and boneless hands caressing back and forth around his waist, Luo Yichen's whole body was tensed up tightly, and his brows were slightly furrowed again - but this time, with some forbearance and joy smell.

   After a moment, his voice became more and more vague: "A little further down..."

  Su Rourou's hand stopped suddenly, and her gaze followed the curve of her waist down to the place where the black shorts were tightly wrapped.

   "Still... still going down?" she asked in disbelief, her scalp tingling.

   However, what Luo Yichen received was an extremely affirmative answer, although the "um" was only a slight rolling in his throat.

  Su Rourou's little hand slowly and slowly descended, and when approaching the edge of the black shorts, it suddenly stopped...

  Her big eyes turned and turned, especially bright under the candlelight...

  Although she admits that she is a little stupid, but based on her understanding of Luo Yichen's black-bellied attributes... She probably guessed what he wanted to do.

  After all, the longest road she has traveled is his routine...

   So from the beginning, he asked her to massage him, and he was already planning it, right? Good, very good, she will definitely let him know, what is the real "liu hooligan"!

   Seeing her stop suddenly, Luo Yichen just felt a little empty in her heart and urgently needed something to fill it up.

   He called her a little eagerly, still with a strong bewitching voice in his voice: "Idiot...why don't you continue?"

The corners of Su Rou Rou's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, her big eyes shone with a sly light, and she responded to him with a sweet and greasy voice: "Come here, brother Yichen, they will be here soon! You wait and wait. Oh!"

   As she spoke, she slowly stood up and swiftly climbed onto the bed.

   Feeling the shaking of the mattress and the soft body close to his side, Luo Yichen's phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and the depths of his eyes were full of ecstasy. Is this idiot finally enlightened? Are you going to take the initiative to give him a hug?