Fu Yi frowned and stared at her seriously.

Quan Qiao said: "My legs are numb..."

Fu Yi: ...

After kneeling for so long, your legs will naturally become numb.

He put one hand behind her back and the other around her waist, lifting her up with great force.

Quan Qiao's legs were so numb that it felt extremely uncomfortable. Every time she moved, it felt like the soles of her feet were being pricked by dense needles.

She frowned uncontrollably, and there was a hint of pain on her delicate and beautiful face.

Fu Yi placed her on the chaise longue on the sofa and sat down beside her legs with his tall body.

His large, bony hands rested on her ankles, massaging from bottom to top.

The force is neither too light nor too heavy, just right.

Quan Qiao's legs were numb and she groaned:

"Ahhh! Gently!"

"Just bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Fu Yi's expression was serious and solemn, and he increased his strength to move upwards.

At first, Quan Qiao screamed in pain, but gradually, the discomfort disappeared, replaced by the warmth of his big hand...

Today she was wearing thin black jeans that were quite close fitting.

She could feel the touch of his large hands through her pants.

Powerful and seductive.

Her eyes couldn't help but fall on him.

As he bent down to massage, he exuded rigor and professionalism.

Those noble and exquisite facial features also have a sense of being forbidden because of the seriousness.

The most important thing is!

His pajamas were still unbuttoned.

Every time he moved, his clothes would open slightly, revealing his firm and firm chest muscles.

Quan Qiao's throat felt dry as she watched.

This damn little goblin!

Fu Yi didn't notice it, he asked:

"Are you ready?"

Quan Qiao: "Not yet, it's still numb up there."

Fu Yi pressed from her calf upwards to her knee.

After pressing it for a while, he asked, "Is it OK?"

Quan Qiao: "No, it's still numb up there, just up there, a little higher..."

Fu Yi, who was determined to relieve her discomfort, moved his big hand upwards unconsciously.

suddenly!

He then realized that his big hand had landed on her thigh!

Although she was wearing pants, they were tight-fitting and showed off her perfect legs.

Her legs were exceptionally perfect, straight and slender, without any excess fat.

One look at it makes people want to fly into the sky.

Fu Yi's expression suddenly turned serious. He withdrew his hand, stood up and was about to leave.

However, Quan Qiao grabbed his collar and pulled him back.

He was forced to sit next to her, and because she was holding his collar and leaning forward towards her, the distance between them was particularly close.

Her bright eyes stared at him, and her red lips parted slightly:

"Fu Yi, let's do it now, don't wait until tomorrow.

If you really don't like it, let's turn on the lights in all the rooms and pretend it's daytime."

The voice is naturally pleasant and seductive.

Fu Yi could feel her warm breath on his face, and his throat became uncontrollably hot and dry.

He grabbed her small hand with his big hand, pulled it apart with force, and said seriously:

"Stop it!"

Quan Qiao: "I'm not making a fuss. It's just a normal request. This isn't our first time, why are you being so pretentious?"

"Are you shy and waiting for me to take the initiative?"

"Or do you prefer the bed over the sofa?"

"Or maybe..."

“That’s enough!”

Fu Yi interrupted her and picked her up.

The posture of carrying a child.

She hung upside down on him, and compared with his muscular body, her tall figure seemed thin and petite.

Quan Qiao felt a little dizzy, but curled his lips and said:

"So the little darling likes such rough play?"

Fu Yi didn't say anything, just carried her and walked straight ahead.