Yan Funing went to pull his hand: "Go to bed."
The already soft voice seemed to have a hook, and it actually hooked him to sit on the bed.
Fu Ciyi kept his eyes down, not daring to look at her again.
Although what I saw just now was only an angle between the intersection of the lapels, this angle has always been hidden under the small clothes.
Even when he tore off her clothes that night, she had never seen it.
Just met!
Yan Funing then sat on the edge of the bed and patted his leg lightly.
Start patting slowly from the calves, and stop when you are about to pat the thighs.
She rested her head on his thighs, and since his legs had to be strained from riding, his muscles must have been sore. It would probably be okay for her to give him a massage.
After thinking about it, she still asked first: "Do you need a massage on your thighs?"
The man closed his eyes: "Yeah."
"good."
Seeing him close his eyes, Yan Funing thought he was tired and was resting, so she reduced her strength.
To Fu Ciyi, her strength was like that of a cat. She now deliberately reduced her strength, her soft little hand resting on his thigh again, making him itch all over.
It doesn't seem to be itchy, and the condition is very similar to last night in the bathtub.
After a sudden realization, he opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist: "Don't press it anymore."
Yan Funing was confused: "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
"No." The man let go of her hand, calmly put his fist to his lips and coughed softly, then lay down on his side and pulled the quilt over himself. "I want to sleep for a while."
"oh."
Yan Funing had no choice but to sit quietly beside the desk and flip through the books on it.
The room was silent, but only Fu Ciyi knew that he was restless.
It was so hot that I felt like my body was going to explode.
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