"For example, you can express your love to me." He said with a smile, came to sit next to her, stretched out his hand and naturally hugged her in his arms, but he was greeted with a hit from her elbow.
"Um!"
He groaned, "You murdered your husband!"
"Ah? Are you hurt? Sorry, sorry, I definitely didn't mean it. Let me rub it for you." She said with a smile and stretched out her hand to rub his chest.
A pair of small hands were rubbing his chest. Xuanyuan Moze felt his breathing quicken, and a fire was rising in his body. He immediately grabbed her hand and said through gritted teeth, "Don't light a fire!"
"Light a fire? No? How could I light a fire randomly?" She glanced at him and saw that he looked a little uncomfortable and his body was slightly stiff. She couldn't help but blink her eyes curiously and glanced from top to bottom, a little surprised: "Is your self-control just like this?"
Xuanyuan Moze only felt the fire in his body burning even more fiercely, especially when this woman actually glanced at his lower body naked in front of him. That look was like a fuse that almost made him collapse. And yet, this person was still unaware and was still teasing him.
"Your body seems a little stiff? Are you too tired? How about I massage your shoulders for you? Okay, that's fine." Fengjiu stood up quickly, walked to his side with an excited look on her face, and massaged his shoulders.
"Relax, don't be so tense."
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Moze let her go. After taking a deep breath, he calmed the fire in his body and then gradually relaxed his body. He felt the pair of small hands pressing on his shoulders, again and again, with neither too much nor too little force, gently and slowly, which was very comfortable.
"Yes, that's it, just relax." She smiled, with a cunning light in her eyes.
She first loosened his shoulders, and then pressed her temples. Only with her could he trust himself to her and let her press him at will. If it were someone else, he would never hand his back to someone he didn't trust, let alone a fatal blow to the head.
"How is it? Are you comfortable?" she asked with a smile.
"Yeah, comfortable." Not only was he comfortable, but he also felt that all his fatigue had disappeared. The night breeze was cool, and he had someone he cared about by his side. She was also helping him to press, and this feeling made him feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
"That's right. This is my special finger technique. There are acupoints on each of them. I don't press them randomly." She chuckled and pressed upwards from his head to his neck, pressed a bit, then pressed all the way down through his back to his waist.
He only felt that when her hand pressed on his waist, his body stiffened, and his half-closed eyes opened, and a ball of fire jumped in his eyes again.
"You should massage your waist if you sit for a long time, otherwise it will be sore later." She said, but as soon as she finished speaking, he hugged her from behind to the front, and she lay on her back on his lap.
"Well… "
She blinked and looked at him, noticing that his gaze grew darker and darker, fixed on her red lips, his throat rolling up and down, his face gradually moving downward.
Seeing this, she reached out and held his face, looking at him intently and seriously. Under his expectant gaze, she parted her red lips and spoke with a hint of smile.