Dress as a princess to be a group pet

Chapter 1287 I Don’t Really Want to Hurt Him 6
Wanwan shook his head, "I'm not tired, massage your legs more, it can improve blood circulation."

Sikong Yuecang smiled, "It's not too late, get up quickly, don't get tired, if you tire me, I will feel sorry for you."

He bent his hands, and a blush appeared on his face.

She raised her head and looked at Sikong Yuecang with a smile in her eyes, "If you feel sorry for me, then you can rub it for me instead."

Sikong Yuecang stretched out his big hand and pulled her up, "Well, I'll rub it for you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to her chest. . .

Wanwan's face turned even redder, she slapped Sikong Yuecang's hand away, and said coquettishly, "Yuecang, you are getting more and more perverted."

Sikong Yuecang slightly raised his eyebrows, "Is there any?"

Wan Wan nodded vigorously, "It's getting worse and worse.. Fortunately, I used to think that you had an air of otherworldliness."

Sure enough. . .Know people, know face, but not heart. . .look at people. .You can't just look at the surface.

Sikong Yuecang showed a very innocent look on his face, his head slowly moved closer to Wanwan, and the hot air from his nose sprayed onto his face, "Now...do you think I'm not as good as I thought? "

little things. . .It's only been a few days. . .Are you dissatisfied with yourself?

As soon as Sikong Yuecang got close to her, she felt her heart beat faster.

Wan Wan stepped back while swallowing his saliva, "Well, you are pretty good now, at least, I like it quite a bit."

She is more popular. Although she said she likes the kind of fairy man in white clothes who doesn't eat fireworks, but after all, it's life, so it's better not to be too unearthly.

The corners of Sikong Yuecang's lips curved beautifully, and he stretched out his hand, and his slender and white fingers hooked his curved chin, "Well, I like to hear that."

Looking at the head that was getting closer and closer, Wan Wan couldn't help swallowing, and was about to close his eyes to enjoy this sweet and warm moment, when suddenly, the curtain of the carriage was lifted.

"Er... I... I..."

It was Xiaomei who lifted the sedan chair curtain, and she seemed a little at a loss for interrupting the good things of the two of them.

(End of this chapter)