It would be better if the beauty didn't scream in pain before she was even rubbed.
The medicated oil flowed down the man's strong and powerful palm. Every drop made the delicate body tremble in fear.
Especially the buttocks, which contrast sharply with the slender waist, are slightly clamped at the lower edge by the back waist of the pants, making them look fuller.
It swayed under the man's nose, just like fresh milk jelly served on the table.
The veins on He Jinshan's forehead were throbbing, and his other hand pressed directly on the slender waist, with the palm of his hand touching the deep dimple on the left side of the waist.
He scolded her in a rough voice: "Behave yourself, you haven't rubbed it yet, why are you yelling?"
The man's palm was rough and hot, and Jiang Henian felt numb all over and his waist was weak.
She buried her face in the quilt and weakly yelled back, "My butt hurts, it hurts so much! If you rub it too hard, I'll be ruined!"
"Bear the pain."
He Jinshan placed his right hand, stained with medicinal wine, on her waist and hips. Before she could scream again, he threatened her softly:
"If you don't rub it, I'll find a cart to push you out next time we go out. Just don't be embarrassed."
Jiang Henian imagined:
She was paralyzed and lying on a cart, being pushed by He Jinshan to go to work. He worked in the fields while she waited by the roadside. People passing by would gather around her and ask her with concern, "He Nian, are you tired of lying there? Auntie and your uncle will help you turn over."
The picture is so beautiful that I choose to die!
Jiang Henian finally calmed down, buried his face, and tightly grasped the quilt with his two little hands, waiting anxiously and fearfully for the next torture.
He Jinshan looked up at the little head that was buried motionless, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and lowered his gaze.
The strong and powerful light wheat color, the snow-white color, and the brown liquid flowing slowly in between are even more stimulating to the eyes.
The child is very young and has a small body, but he is very good at growing, and all the necessary parts are plump and soft.
No one knew better than him how good it felt to have her in his control.
The palm of my hand touched the waist and hips as soft as clouds, and it felt like a raging fire running along my arms straight to my heart and abdomen.
This damn kid.
He Jinshan closed his eyes, forced himself to clear away evil thoughts, and rubbed his palms together vigorously.
The pain was like a 100,000-volt electric shock, spreading from the lumbar spine to the whole body.
Jiang Henian trembled in pain and let out a scream under the quilt that was as real as a pig being slaughtered.
“Oh my god—!!!”
Very good, all the desires have been shouted away.
The tall and strong man sat on the edge of the kang with his knees bent, his handsome face tense, his waist slightly bent, his long and strong arms exerting force, concentrating on being an emotionless massage master.
Jiang Henian was like a little white pig on a chopping board, being rolled and flattened, crying loudly.
I cursed countless times in my heart: Damn little thief! Don’t let me catch you! ! ! !
The giant wolf, holding the plush rabbit on its head, stood up and lay on the back wall of the house, scratching at the ground anxiously and confusedly, its claws almost reaching the roof, but remembering its master's order, it didn't dare to howl at all.
In the backyard, two chickens and a sheep, frightened into autism by the terrifyingly large wild wolf, huddled together at the farthest end of the bamboo pen, shivering in fear.
A loose and soft cotton shirt gently covered her body, hiding the bright red spring light that had been rubbed.
The skin was rubbed until it was burning hot. After the medicinal wine penetrated, the fine and dense burning sensation like fire gradually suppressed the pain from the injured lumbar spine.
The quilt on his head was lifted, revealing a little sweaty head.
Jiang Henian lay on his side, his wet black hair stuck to his slightly pale face. His beautiful, bright peach blossom eyes were swollen from crying, and he sobbed softly, without making a sound.
He Jinshan leaned over and stared at her with his head tilted, and used his long fingers to push the wet hair behind her ears, revealing her snow-white, wet and pitiful little face.
"Does it hurt?"
The man's voice was low and gentle.
Jiang Henian pursed his lips, blinked his swollen eyelids, and the tears that had been brewing in the corners of his eyes slowly flowed down again.
So well-behaved and pitiful.
He Jinshan leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips, then stepped back half an inch and rubbed her head, "Be good, rub it well, it won't hurt so much in a couple of days, okay?"
This person, the more people comfort him, the more he can't hold back his tears.
Jiang Henian lay on the quilt, looking at him with red eyes, his lips trembling slightly, his voice weak, sobbing softly: "It's too heavy, it really hurts, wow, this must be how it was beaten with a stick in ancient times..."
Even the toughest and coldest man can't stand this.
He Jinshan leaned over, half-knelt on one knee on the edge of the kang, and leaned over to kiss Jiang Henian with his slightly cold thin lips.
The big palm gently cupped the girl's wet face, the fingertips pressed against her earlobe to rub and soothe her, and the kiss was extremely gentle, a comfort without any lust.
After a long time, he held his soft lips with his thin lips, pursed them slightly, and swallowed the saliva mixed with slightly salty tears.
"Sleep for a while, I'll make you something delicious."
The man's slightly hoarse and gentle voice was low and intoxicating.
The girl's heavy eyelids moved slightly and slowly closed. After a while, her breathing became shallow and slow.
He Jinshan pulled the quilt over and covered it gently, then sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a while before turning around and leaving.
The moment the door closed, the gentleness on the man's face disappeared, and his cold gaze fell on the messy yard.
When Dewang heard the noise, he flicked his wolf tail and ran quickly to the front yard.
The wolf's sharp claws dug into the ground, and it let out a menacing growl from its throat towards the broken water tank.
"Starting today, you stay in the house."
"If someone breaks in, just bite them to death."
The man's voice was cold and deep, his face as sharp as a knife's carving revealed a bloodthirsty cruelty.
The amber wolf pupils stood up, and the giant wolf raised its head and was about to howl passionately, but He Jinshan didn't even look at it and directly covered the wolf's mouth with his hand.
"Don't make noise."
The giant wolf swung its thick tail restlessly, and let out a "wooo" sound before the rooster crowed.
Meiqiu, who was squatting on Dewang's head, also stood up, shook his ears and squeaked twice towards He Jinshan.
He Jinshan looked down at it twice, then reached out and plucked it a few times casually.
"Go play somewhere else."
*
In the evening, Jiang Henian had pig's trotters and pig's tail stewed with peanuts.
The red sauce pig's trotters and tails melt in your mouth, and the stewed soft peanuts are sticky and delicious when mixed with rice.
Jiang Henian half-lay on the bed, holding the bowl and spoon, eating with relish. All the sadness he felt when he just woke up and found that he was in so much pain that he couldn't move was swept away.
After eating, he held out his bowl and asked Chef He to add another small bowl with more peanuts and pig tails.
Like cures like, you can be paralyzed in bed today and run tomorrow.
After eating and drinking his fill, He Jinshan walked out with his empty bowl, while Jiang Henian spoke sweetly to him, saying 180 different flatteries.
Jiang Henian was in high spirits. Except for not being able to go out, he wanted to play everything. He grabbed the coal balls that He Jinshan had thrown into the basin of water, stirred and washed, and started playing with them.
Oh, it feels even better after washing. It’s so soft and fluffy. I put my face in it and sniff it, and it smells like soap.
Dewang walked back and forth beside the kang, occasionally tilting his head to look at the coal ball that had been pulled out of its body. To make sure it was still breathing, he would let his tail down and stroll around the room for a while, then come back to confirm, looking very worried.
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