The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 91 Keeping Bao Jun Satisfied!

stop!stop!
Feng Qingcheng's remaining rationality allowed her to brake in time, but she still heard the sound of herself swallowing.

This man is much more predictable than he looks!In particular, the abdominal muscles are full of strength, it is simply the hormone of walking, which makes people's blood pumping!
Cang Yanwei looked at the beautiful and delicate face in front of him, and moved his thin lips with a half-smile, but he didn't speak to her, "Cang Jin, go and get Biyue..."

Feng Qingcheng didn't expect that he would frantically want a little girl to wipe his back. Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly interrupted, "I'll come! I'll rub your back for you!"

Seeing her take the initiative, the man deliberately took Joe again, and said in a low and lazy voice, "I don't like to force others, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to. The maids in the house can do it for you."

Feng Qingcheng, "..." The problem is that there are so many maids in the house, why would he let Bi Yue come?
She was extremely upset, gritted her teeth and forced a smile on her face, "Yes, I am very willing! You want to rub your back, in fact, I am quite good at it, and Bao Jun is satisfied with the storage!"

She put the puppet in her hand aside, walked behind him and began to rub his back.

"By the way, my hand strength is relatively strong. If it becomes heavy, don't bear it. Although you are a big man, it is not shameful if you can't take it."

Cang Yanlei smiled lightly, and sat back in the tub again, "You can come anyway, I can bear it."

It's not that he's not wearing nothing on his lower body, but it's a pity that a coward like Feng Qingcheng couldn't appreciate the most eye-catching scenery on a man.

She didn't speak any more, she rubbed her right hand on his back sparingly, trying to take the opportunity to vent her anger.

However, even if she exerted all her breastfeeding strength, the man didn't react much, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

Feng Qingcheng looked at his back, a big part of his skin was rubbed red, and she couldn't bear to see it, "Well, if you feel pain, just yell out, I can be lighter."

Cang Yanlai propped his hands on the side of the bathtub, and when he heard this, his thin lips hooked up, "Go on, don't stop."

Feng Qingcheng asked back uncertainly, "Can you bear it?"

"With your little physical strength, I'm afraid that you will be the one who can't bear it in the end."

"You'd better talk less and save some energy, and when you call later!" Feng Qingcheng even lost the last bit of compassion, and continued to bury her head and wipe it non-stop.

Because she used too much force, after a while, her wrist became sore, "Okay, don't rub it."

Keeping her head down like this, her old waist is almost ruined.

Looking across the man's back, she found that several areas of skin were a little congested by her rubbing.

But guilt doesn't exist!
Feng Qingcheng walked up to him, and deliberately looked at him out of the corner of her eye, "How is my back rubbing skill? Is it comfortable?"

"To be honest, it's not very good." Cang Yanwei glanced at her, recalled her hurried appearance just now, and asked lightly, "Why did you come to see me?"

Feng Qingcheng competed with him, and almost forgot the business.

After he reminded her, she immediately picked up the puppet next to her and held it up to him, "I learned the puppet technique! Would you like to see it?"

The puppet she held was made of cloth and cotton. In order to be more realistic, Feng Qingcheng also used a brush to draw a face for the puppet, with a nose and eyes.

Although the facial features on this face are rather abstract, overall, it can barely be regarded as a cute puppet.

　Two more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)