"Oh, that's a little gentler."
He slowed down his strength again. This time, it didn't feel like he was killing someone, but more like he was stroking. The breeze came slowly, causing ripples. From above, he could clearly see Xia Siyu's body trembling slightly.
Xia Siyu didn't want to be controlled by him anymore, so she turned around quickly: "Stop, the back is already pressed."
"The back is fine, right? In fact, there are a lot of reflex nerves in the front, so of course it needs to be done all at once. Lie down and I'll help you."
Bo Yan was serious, and there was no expression on his face that he wanted to take advantage. But Xia Siyu was deceived by his cold appearance before, so she would not be easily fooled: "No, no need."
"Why, are you afraid? Are you afraid that you will pounce on me later and actively beg me to love you? Or are you afraid that you will fall into too deep a trap and succumb to my palm in the future?"
Bo Yan knew Xia Siyu's Achilles' heel: she was the most unpopular!
Sure enough, Xia Siyu immediately opened her eyes and shouted unyieldingly: "Who, who said that! Just come, am I afraid of you?"
She wasn't even afraid of what would happen to him, so why would she be afraid of him killing her? Is this person funny
After she finished speaking, she actually lay down on her front with a righteous look on her face: "Come on!"
That expression didn't look like he was about to kill a chicken, nor did he look like he had done something bad, it just looked like he had died heroically.
Bo Yan smiled, turned around and applied essential oil again. He said he wanted a good massage and he had to fulfill it. In the past, Bo Yan liked to knead the plasticine the most, but this time his method was obviously not kneading the plasticine, but actually massaging her body.
Bo Yan would definitely not massage her nodules bit by bit like a professional masseur. But it’s true that he didn’t just randomly knead the plasticine like he did during the fight at night. His palms were a little rough because he had practiced Sanda in the past. Even if he applied essential oil, he could not hide the tangled lines on his palms.
But this slightly rough skin contact, coupled with the heat in his palm, and his just-right strength, gave her a very strange feeling.
Bo Yan followed the midline all the way down, without any hint of ambiguity. The warmth and strength of his palm gave her a warm feeling. When she had her period before, it was thanks to Bo Yan's care that she had him. The palm of her hand felt like a small hot water bottle, and she sighed so comfortably.
Boyan watched as she gradually relaxed her vigilance, still hovering in her abdomen for a while, and then moved downwards.
After the pressure on his back just now, Xia Siyu actually felt a little relieved about him. However, compared to the back, the front has more acupuncture points, is more complex, and is more sensitive.
Xia Siyu didn't feel it at first, but later, as his movements continued, even without any deliberately provocative movements, she began to feel unbearable. It was Bo Yan's palms that warmed her belly just now. And now, she also felt the heat flowing from her whole body. Her whole body was warm and light, but there was still a secret that she wanted to talk about.
Especially when it comes to Qugu point - the end of the midline of the front, Kankan is just above the key point.
Bo Yan's continuous pressure made her toes curl up, feeling tangled and comfortable. She didn't even dare to move or speak, for fear that if she spoke, the sound would be beyond her control.
(End of chapter)