The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Xia Houfeng frowned deeply, and looked at her fixedly, without moving.

"Don't worry! I won't be selfish to you! What are you still doing? Come here and get down!" Jiang Nanyan urged him.

Xiahou Fengli still didn't move, his black eyes were half-closed, and his sharp gaze shot back and forth across her face.

After a long while, as if he was sure that Jiang Nanyan would not do anything to him, Xiahou Fengli turned over and lay down.

As soon as Xiahou Fengli lay down, Jiang Nanyan immediately rolled up her sleeves, straddled her long legs, and sat on his waist. [

Unexpectedly, she would sit up suddenly, Xiahou's whole body shook in the wind, almost bouncing up.

Thinking that Jiang Nanyan was still sitting at the moment, if he got up, she would definitely fall under the bed.

He tensed his body, resisting the urge to jump up, and asked in a deep voice.

"What are you doing?"

"Massage for you!" Jiang Nanyan said, put her hands on his shoulders, and began to press with moderate strength, and confessed while pressing, "Relax, you have to relax! Otherwise, it will have the opposite effect."

Xiahou Fengli didn't immediately follow Jiang Nanyan's advice.

Because, he still can't figure out what she wants to do.

It wasn't until the muscles on the back really felt comfortable because of her pressing that Xiahou Fengli slowly relaxed his body.