Endless Pampering Only For You

Yin Shaojiu then came out slowly, leaning against the wall and holding her.

At this moment in the setting sun, the orange light of the afterglow shone in from the window, and fell on his profound features, such as a knife-and-axe face, looking a bit more evil than usual.

"Are you coquettish?" He asked with a chuckle with a magnetic voice.

Mu Xiaoxiao always felt that he looked very **** at the moment, his voice was the same, his tone was as if seducing her.

Fortunately, the room had no lights, so he should not see the embarrassment on her face, right?

"Who, who is spoiled! Come over here, help me press my shoulders, is it really sour?" She said calmly.

She was afraid of being uncomfortable, so she turned away and didn't look at him.

But when I heard footsteps, I slowly walked to the sofa.

She knew he was coming.

"Where is it sour?" Yin Shaoyi's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and the nice subwoofer almost made people's ears sore.

Mu Xiaoxiao was startled, and his heart followed.

He and he talk, just talk, why are you so close, and say against her ears!

"Just on my shoulder ..." she whispered, loud and free just now.

Yin Shaojie looked at her embarrassedly and buried her face in the pillow, her **** thin lips slightly tickled.

"Shoulder? Then I'll rub it for you, you're all right."

He said, his warm big hands dropped, rubbing on her shoulders, not heavy or unpleasant, just good strength, making Mu Xiaoxiao feel very comfortable.

"Well ... that's right, right ... lighter ..."

Mu Xiaoxiao hummed and said, looking very enjoyable.

However, she didn't realize that there was something wrong with what she said.

There was a dark shade in the dark eyes of a demon.

Then, the hand rubbing on her shoulder turned, slowly moved down from the shoulder, pressed all the way to her butterfly bone, and then to her thin waist ...

Mu Xiaoxiao felt something wrong and twisted her waist. "Well, where are you touching! I just said that my shoulders were sore and didn't say ... ha ha ha ha ... don't touch my waist!"

Her waist was very sensitive, and she couldn't help laughing when she touched it.

Yin Shaojiu's mouth held a wicked smile around her ear, and said with a low voice, "I heard that the easy-to-itch position is the sensitive point ..."

Something sensitive ...

Mu Xiaoxiao understood, her ears turned red.

Why did he tell her that!

"You just need to massage my shoulders. You don't need to press your waist." She quickly concealed her shyness and stopped him from doing bad things.

Who knows, but I heard him say, "No, you have to do a full massage. This is my service purpose."

What the purpose of the service!

Mu Xiaoxiao was amused by him.

Then, a devil's thief touched her waist again, not scratching at all, but scratching.

"Ha ha ha ha ... it really doesn't work ... don't touch it, okay! Ha ha ha ha ... Yin Shaoyu! Stop by now ..."

Mu Xiaoxiao has realized that this guy is intentional!

It was really itchy, she twisted a few times, but couldn't escape his offensive, finally turned over unbearably.

"Yin Shaoyou you--"

Just trying to reprimand him, however, before turning over, he was supported by his hands on the side of her face, facing each other in an alcove posture.

Yin Shaojie's black eyes were fixed on her, and she did not speak.

There was an inexplicable ambiguity in the air.