The Queen of Fortune, please enter the palace

159 Drunken 8
Opening her eyes, she didn't understand what happened for a while, but felt a backache.

She rubbed her lower back, and was about to get up, but just as soon as she moved, her waist suddenly became sore, and she fell down again.

As a result, it happened to fall completely into Zhuo Yanchong's arms.

"Wow, Zhuo Bingshan, you...I..."

Jin Yuan's face was flushed red, and finally remembered what happened before, she let out a strange cry, and hurriedly pulled up the brocade quilt.

The corners of Zhuo Yanchong's lips curled slightly, he turned to look at her, and said with a low smile: "Little Yuan Bao'er, it seems that you are in good spirits, why don't we come again?"

"What? Still coming?"

Jin Yuan stared at him with wide eyes, sat up excitedly, but stretched her waist muscles, and then lay down again with a cry.

Seeing her in pain, Zhuo Yan gasped, embraced her body, stretched out his hand to caress her waist, and said while gently pinching, "Don't move around, I'll rub it for you..."

Of course Jin Yuan didn't dare to move around, she obediently lay in his arms and enjoyed his massage. 
Not long after, the soreness in her waist eased a lot, and she couldn't help but sighed comfortably.

Hearing her scream, Zhuo Yanchong's eyes darkened again, and his big palm gradually moved down.

"Pervert, where are you touching?" Jin Yuan was enjoying it comfortably with her eyes closed, when she noticed that his big hot palm had moved below her waist, she quickly slapped his hand away.

Zhuo Yanchong let out two low laughs, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

(End of this chapter)