Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

After painting for a while, her dangling feet suddenly moved. The momentary heat in her ankles seemed like an illusion, but there was still a faint burning pain. The hand holding the brush froze, and Song Shi felt her Something unusual happened, and his eyes fell on her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll help you apply medicine."

She let go of the hand holding the pen, broke away from his palm, smiled at him, and subconsciously concealed it, "No, it's nothing, it's just that my hand is a little sore. It's also the same on my body, but there's no need to apply any medicine. Husband, please help me pinch it." Just pinch it.”

Her round almond eyes were slightly curved, and she turned slightly to look back at him. She had a coquettish tone when she spoke, and her red lips seemed to be pursed.

Noticing the scrutinizing look in his eyes, he urged, "Husband?"

Song Shi put down the brush in his hand, pressed his chin on her other shoulder, and whispered softly in her ear.The big palm was already pressed on her lower back, and the long fingers moved slowly while kneading, soothing the stiff muscles, and then came to the arm she said was sore.

Ruan Ruan originally wanted to divert his attention, but when he really started to massage her, she felt the right pressure on the sore and swollen area and couldn't help but hum softly in comfort, and also directed her position to him .

She leaned against him comfortably and finally let him stop.

Ruan Ruan said to him sweetly, "Thank you, husband."

"Then-" She turned her head and bit his chin gently, leaving a not deep mark, and winked slyly, "This is your reward."

There was still the joy left in his eyes. After biting, he was about to stand up, but he suppressed him and fell into his lap again, "Is that it?"

He took out a book from the stack of books on the desk, opened it in front of her, and read it with her.The white finger pointed somewhere, "What do Ruan Ruan think of this? It shouldn't be difficult." He also briefly analyzed a few sentences.

From the look on his face, she would never have guessed what he was asking her. His expressionless face only looked serious and cold, and his eyes had only stayed on it to think carefully.

Seeing that she didn't answer, "Didn't I say before that more practice is needed? Ruan Ruan..."

To be honest, even though she had seen it that night, she still couldn't resist it. She covered his mouth, her ears were already red and hidden behind her hair, and she struggled to get up from his lap again. She spoke a little quickly, which made her a little panicked. , "It should have almost snowed outside, let's go out now!" Still covering his mouth to prevent him from speaking, she treated him as if he had agreed, let go of him and walked out of the study first.

Song Shi sat on the chair for a while longer, looking at her back in a hurry. He didn't continue what he had just interrupted, and stood up to follow her.

……

"Ah, ah, ah, --"

Ruan Ruan sneezed several times, rubbed his red nose, took the ginger soup from Song Shi's hand, and drank it in large gulps. The spicy taste stimulated sweat on his back and heated up his whole body.She sat by the charcoal basin to warm her hands. She had just played in the snow to the fullest and was reluctant to come back after being pressed by him. At this time, she was still happy even though she still had some symptoms.

She raised her head and said something to him, not paying attention to the slightly changed tone of her voice.

After being wrapped in a quilt and lying on the bed, he became quiet. There was another figure lying down beside him, and his hands that were not yet completely warm were placed on his body.The cold feet also pressed against him, and moved slightly towards him following the temperature, and were hugged by him.In the end, she did nothing and fell into a drowsy sleep.

She clearly realized that she was dreaming. In her dream, she returned to the streets that day. The lively voices in her ears slowly dissipated. Pedestrians passed by her. The kind-faced old man behind the red rope gave her a red thread and called her Her sister's little girl held up the flower basket with both hands, and the fragrance of gardenias was light and strong in her nose.There were also the female customers in the powder shop, the couple making dough, and the aroma of food wafting in the air... He was holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking past the diagonally opposite shop. Without warning, she saw clearly——

Except for him, everyone has no face!
She woke up suddenly and faced his sleepless eyes in the darkness. Her heart almost stopped and her rapid breathing became heavier——

He kept looking at her.

A cold electronic sound came from my mind——

[The 1247th reconnection, successful.Players will be forced to exit the dungeon. ]