"Honey, are you tired? Let me give you a massage!"
Having just finished her bath, Xia Yanxin came out wrapped in a towel...
Long Yutian was sitting on the sofa, looking at his laptop. For some reason, his energy couldn't focus, he felt feverish all over, and the words in front of him were getting blurry. He rubbed his eyes.
Xian Yanxin had already climbed up next to him, kneeling by his side, massaging his legs.
The edge of the towel just covered her thighs, revealing her fair long legs and her delicate little feet, nestled in the black leather sofa and strikingly alluring.
He turned his face slightly away, not looking at her...
"Honey, is the massage comfortable?" she stood up again, leaning against his shoulder, massaging it with her small hands.
"Mmm..." His murmur was faint as he tried to rest with his eyes closed, but as soon as he did, his mind filled with inappropriate images.
And her breath seemed to be right in his ear, blowing at his heart with each exhale.
