He was squeezing her shoulders with his hands, not too hard but just right. Jiang Xuelia narrowed her eyes in comfort.
"Well, it's comfortable..."
After receiving her approval, Jiyue Liuhen smiled and worked harder to please her.
First, he squeezed her shoulders, and then beat her legs.
I don’t know how a person like him who is used to being served by others learned these skills of serving others.[
She couldn't help but frown when she saw that he was still in high spirits.
He's been so excited all night, isn't he tired?
As she watched, she felt extremely tired. It was as if he had taken stimulants and he was still so energetic.
I pinched her shoulders and beat her legs for an hour.
Aren't his hands sore?
The strength of this leg push is still so moderate, neither light nor heavy, and the strength is just right.
"Sister Wan'er, does Little Henhen make you feel happy?"
He raised his head slightly and looked at her with his dark, shining eyes.
In the dark eyes, there is the innocent and transparent gaze of a child.
Jiang Xueya nodded, stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Liuhen, okay, don't beat my legs anymore."
Jiyue Liuhen blinked and asked with a puzzled look, "Didn't Sister Wan'er say it feels very comfortable? Why don't you want Xiao Hehen to beat your legs again?"
"Flow marks, aren't your hands sore?"
Jiang Xuelia stretched out a hand to hold his hand and said softly, "Okay, don't beat my legs anymore. You must be very tired. Close your eyes and sleep for a while."
Jiyue Liuhen shook her head like a rattle, "Don't..."
I didn't want to sleep, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, and when I woke up, she was gone again...
"Why not? Aren't you tired?"
Clearly, there was a hint of exhaustion between his brows.
"Not tired, not tired...Xiao Hehen is not tired at all..."
As if to prove that what he said was true, he stood up and jumped a few times like a kid.[
"Look, I'm not tired at all."
Jiang Xueya looked at the less dazzling moon in the night sky, thought for a moment, and then waved to him.