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Heart, you don't want to jump, oh no, don't jump so fast. I'll die with my heart racing.
Blood, you don't flow so fast, don't be so hot, you will burn me.
Calm down, calm down, Joe small, calm, you have not experienced any big waves, now is not just a Mr. Li press a rub, you have what to be nervous about?
Good, not nervous, not nervous.
Slightly take a breath, close your eyes, and then open, not so nervous, small hands, not so shaking.
Two small hands, like two small claws, put on the man's head, on the man's clean scalp, one light and one heavy, slowly scratch, slowly pinch.
I have to say, look at Joe's small posture, it's very professional.
Qiao Xiaoxiao has never learned massage, but since she was a child, she likes to have a massage in the evening. After her mother has been tired for a day, she will climb into her bed and massage for her.
As time went on, Qiao's little massage technique became more and more skillful.
The man leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly.
No one to speak, very quiet, at this time the atmosphere, inexplicable warmth, people's hearts warm, let people reluctant to destroy, let people miss, careful, do not want to let it slip away.
Li Ming owl closed his eyes and looked calm. Unexpectedly, the craftsmanship of the little guy was not bad.
Her fingers are soft and hard. The flesh on the soft fingers is clean fingernails. Sometimes they are forced and pinched with nails. They are slightly painful, but they are very comfortable.
The whole person, on her fingers, softened, the cold defense line at the bottom of her heart collapsed completely. Her fingers, as if with electric current, his hard shell was softened by her fingers.
Li Ming owl couldn't help being stunned. The first time someone gave her such a close massage was a few years ago, when he was five years old. At that time, his mother was still there, and his father was still there.
After his mother and father had an accident, his character changed greatly. He looked at the society with a cold eye. He had a layer of cold shell, full of cold thorns, not to let people close!
His little fellow, perhaps, was a gift from heaven.
Ten minutes later, the girl frowned slightly. After pressing it for so long, her fingers were a little sour.
"Li Ming Xiao, my hand is a little sour. Can I have a rest and press it again?" Asked Jo, a little in a soft, soft voice, like a whisper.
"Li Ming Xiao, is that ok?" Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that his voice was too small for the man to hear. He added a little more noise and asked again.
The man with his eyes closed, like a lion disturbed in his sleep, opened his eyes, dangerous and bloodthirsty, and said in a cold voice, "go on!"
"Oh."
Joe cried a little and kept pressing.
Ah, damned bastard Mr. Li, her hands are sore, and she won't let people rest for a while!
Sobbing, do you know, what is pity?
Her little hands are so sour!
make complaints about the Tucao, the girl still kneels in bed, and gives her a massage. The big eyes make complaints about the man.
Such a serious girl, beautiful, good-looking, lovely, let people, want to hold in the arms.
After more than ten minutes, the girl's little hands were really sour.
"Li Ming Xiao, my hands are really sour..." Girl's voice, unconsciously, with complaints, such as coquetry, voice, warm waxy.
Quiet, the man did not answer, a quiet.
The girl is in the man's back direction, can't see the man's expression, can't hear the answer, the girl is angry, angry.
Sobbing, her hands, have been very sour, also do not know the heartache, love her, really hateful bastard!
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Heart, you don't want to jump, oh no, don't jump so fast. I'll die with my heart racing.
Blood, you don't flow so fast, don't be so hot, you will burn me.
Calm down, calm down, Joe small, calm, you have not experienced any big waves, now is not just a Mr. Li press a rub, you have what to be nervous about?
Good, not nervous, not nervous.
Slightly take a breath, close your eyes, and then open, not so nervous, small hands, not so shaking.
Two small hands, like two small claws, put on the man's head, on the man's clean scalp, one light and one heavy, slowly scratch, slowly pinch.
I have to say, look at Joe's small posture, it's very professional.
Qiao Xiaoxiao has never learned massage, but since she was a child, she likes to have a massage in the evening. After her mother has been tired for a day, she will climb into her bed and massage for her.
As time went on, Qiao's little massage technique became more and more skillful.
The man leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly.
No one to speak, very quiet, at this time the atmosphere, inexplicable warmth, people's hearts warm, let people reluctant to destroy, let people miss, careful, do not want to let it slip away.
Li Ming owl closed his eyes and looked calm. Unexpectedly, the craftsmanship of the little guy was not bad.
Her fingers are soft and hard. The flesh on the soft fingers is clean fingernails. Sometimes they are forced and pinched with nails. They are slightly painful, but they are very comfortable.
The whole person, on her fingers, softened, the cold defense line at the bottom of her heart collapsed completely. Her fingers, as if with electric current, his hard shell was softened by her fingers.
Li Ming owl couldn't help being stunned. The first time someone gave her such a close massage was a few years ago, when he was five years old. At that time, his mother was still there, and his father was still there.
After his mother and father had an accident, his character changed greatly. He looked at the society with a cold eye. He had a layer of cold shell, full of cold thorns, not to let people close!
His little fellow, perhaps, was a gift from heaven.
Ten minutes later, the girl frowned slightly. After pressing it for so long, her fingers were a little sour.
"Li Ming Xiao, my hand is a little sour. Can I have a rest and press it again?" Asked Jo, a little in a soft, soft voice, like a whisper.
"Li Ming Xiao, is that ok?" Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that his voice was too small for the man to hear. He added a little more noise and asked again.
The man with his eyes closed, like a lion disturbed in his sleep, opened his eyes, dangerous and bloodthirsty, and said in a cold voice, "go on!"
"Oh."
Joe cried a little and kept pressing.
Ah, damned bastard Mr. Li, her hands are sore, and she won't let people rest for a while!
Sobbing, do you know, what is pity?
Her little hands are so sour!
make complaints about the Tucao, the girl still kneels in bed, and gives her a massage. The big eyes make complaints about the man.
Such a serious girl, beautiful, good-looking, lovely, let people, want to hold in the arms.
After more than ten minutes, the girl's little hands were really sour.
"Li Ming Xiao, my hands are really sour..." Girl's voice, unconsciously, with complaints, such as coquetry, voice, warm waxy.
Quiet, the man did not answer, a quiet.
The girl is in the man's back direction, can't see the man's expression, can't hear the answer, the girl is angry, angry.
Sobbing, her hands, have been very sour, also do not know the heartache, love her, really hateful bastard!
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Heart, you don't want to jump, oh no, don't jump so fast. I'll die with my heart racing. Blood, you don't flow so fast, don't be so hot, you will burn me. Calm down, calm down, Joe small, calm, you have not experienced any big waves, now is not just a Mr. Li press a rub, you have what to be nervous about? Good, not nervous, not nervous. Slightly take a breath, close your eyes, and then open, not so nervous, small hands, not so shaking. Two small hands, like two small claws, put on the man's head, on the man's clean scalp, one light and one heavy, slowly scratch, slowly pinch. I have to say, look at Joe's small posture, it's very professional. Qiao Xiaoxiao has never learned massage, but since she was a child, she likes to have a massage in the evening. After her mother has been tired for a day, she will climb into her bed and massage for her. As time went on, Qiao's little massage technique became more and more skillful. The man leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly. No one to speak, very quiet, at this time the atmosphere, inexplicable warmth, people's hearts warm, let people reluctant to destroy, let people miss, careful, do not want to let it slip away. Li Ming owl closed his eyes and looked calm. Unexpectedly, the craftsmanship of the little guy was not bad. Her fingers are soft and hard. The flesh on the soft fingers is clean fingernails. Sometimes they are forced and pinched with nails. They are slightly painful, but they are very comfortable. The whole person, on her fingers, softened, the cold defense line at the bottom of her heart collapsed completely. Her fingers, as if with electric current, his hard shell was softened by her fingers. Li Ming owl couldn't help being stunned. The first time someone gave her such a close massage was a few years ago, when he was five years old. At that time, his mother was still there, and his father was still there. After his mother and father had an accident, his character changed greatly. He looked at the society with a cold eye. He had a layer of cold shell, full of cold thorns, not to let people close! His little fellow, perhaps, was a gift from heaven. Ten minutes later, the girl frowned slightly. After pressing it for so long, her fingers were a little sour. "Li Ming Xiao, my hand is a little sour. Can I have a rest and press it again?" Asked Jo, a little in a soft, soft voice, like a whisper. "Li Ming Xiao, is that ok?" Qiao Xiaoxiao thought that his voice was too small for the man to hear. He added a little more noise and asked again. The man with his eyes closed, like a lion disturbed in his sleep, opened his eyes, dangerous and bloodthirsty, and said in a cold voice, "go on!" "Oh." Joe cried a little and kept pressing. Ah, damned bastard Mr. Li, her hands are sore, and she won't let people rest for a while! Sobbing, do you know, what is pity? Her little hands are so sour! make complaints about the Tucao, the girl still kneels in bed, and gives her a massage. The big eyes make complaints about the man. Such a serious girl, beautiful, good-looking, lovely, let people, want to hold in the arms. After more than ten minutes, the girl's little hands were really sour. "Li Ming Xiao, my hands are really sour..." Girl's voice, unconsciously, with complaints, such as coquetry, voice, warm waxy. Quiet, the man did not answer, a quiet. The girl is in the man's back direction, can't see the man's expression, can't hear the answer, the girl is angry, angry. Sobbing, her hands, have been very sour, also do not know the heartache, love her, really hateful bastard! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
