Chapter 143: Then you take off your pants

"Huh~" Zheng Xiuyan curled up, but she couldn't protect her stomach, Wang Luo's somewhat hot palm was through the shirt, which still made her feel the scorching temperature, making her delicate body tremble slightly, biting her lower lip and covering her face.

Girls generally have dysmenorrhea, especially girls with poor physique, and girls who don't pay attention to keeping warm and don't like to wear socks, Zheng Xiuyan accounts for it all, so every time the eldest aunt will die of pain a few days ago, and sometimes even the itinerary has to be staggered because of this.

Most boys will feel that dysmenorrhea is similar to diarrhea or stomach pain, in fact, the gap between the two is a bit big, one is to grit your teeth and pass, and the other is to grit your teeth and really 'pass', dysmenorrhea will really die.

So at this time, girls especially need some warm things, electric blankets, hot water bottles, warm babies, preferably a warm embrace and a pair of gentle hands.

Zheng Xiuyan longs for the latter, because this is not physical pain, but spiritual helplessness, and she needs someone who can rely on her and warmth, rather than a person who is in pain to death or alive.

Wang Luo's hands are very large, two of them cover Zheng Xiuyan's entire lower abdomen, as well as the waist, the calluses on the palms have a special tingling feeling, transmitting warmth along the direction of hand movement, so that Zheng Xiuyan's originally tense body gradually relaxed, the cramping pain in the lower abdomen and the soreness in the back of the waist gradually weakened, and even breathing was much easier.

Zheng Xiuyan peeked at Wang Luo from between her fingers, the knife-like side face looked a little stiff under the light, and the resolute lines of the side face accompanied the stubble on the face looked particularly mature and sexy, especially the pair of dark eyes, which were as charming as when they were serious, all of which made Zheng Xiuyan have some not-so-good thoughts in her heart.

The idea of wanting to turn this man into a possession.

Realizing that her thoughts were a little dangerous, Zheng Xiuyan gently pinched her cheek and began to adjust her breathing very heartbeat.

Wang Luo could feel Zheng Xiuyan's body begin to relax, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, glanced at Zheng Xiuyan, and finally stopped at her slowly undulating chest, rubbing her hands according to her breathing rate.

He's here to make the customer more comfortable. It's not to take advantage of the customer, but this customer's chest is really big, and it's so big when lying flat, and it's a gap between mountains and plains with a customer surnamed Cui.

Wang Luo shook his head. Secretly said a sin, and sure enough, there was no comparison, and there was no harm.

"Why don't you like to wear socks?" Wang Luo glanced at Zheng Xiuyan's small toes curled up and asked with a smile.

"Pervert~" Zheng Xiuyan groaned softly, raised her legs and hid her little feet in the quilt a little shyly, "Why do you keep staring at other people's feet." ”

"I'm going to be angry when I stare at your chest." Wang Luo pursed his lips.

"Can't you just not stare at me?" Zheng Xiuyan snorted softly.

"Girl. I'm a massage, not a blind massage. Wang Luo rolled his eyes.

Zheng Xiuyan covered her face and laughed a few times, her body trembled with laughter, and then she coughed and glared at Wang Luo, "It's not funny." ”

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched, he didn't really want to deal with this woman with different hearts. "Guest Nim, although you don't want to listen to what I said, I still have to say, you are sick. It's not a terminal illness, as long as you pay attention to it, start to improve from keeping warm, and then avoid eating a little, it's fine. ”

Zheng Xiuyan looked at Wang Luo's side face in a daze, and in her ears was Wang Luo's beautiful voice talking babbling words, and those words with an admonishing tone penetrated into Zheng Xiuyan's ears and became an indescribable feeling, in short, she had a somewhat sour nose.

Snorting gently, Zheng Xiuyan stretched out her hand and stroked the back of Wang Luo's hand.

Wang Luo's movements froze. looked at Zheng Xiuyan, whose eyes were slightly red, and chuckled, "Okay, if you don't want to listen to me, I won't say it." ”

"You're too noisy." Zheng Xiuyan said stubbornly with a cold face.

Wang Luo smiled and shook his head.

"My back hurts. It's uncomfortable to lie down. Zheng Xiuyan pressed the back of Wang Luo's hand and said with a coquettish little cute voice.

"Then you're lying on your stomach." Wang Luo smiled and patted Zheng Xiuyan's flat lower abdomen.

"Yikes!" Zheng Xiuyan's face turned red, she waved her fist at Wang Luo, rolled half a circle to the side, and lay on the bed.

Wang Luo handed the pillow to Zheng Xiuyan and rubbed his palms.

Zheng Xiuyan hugged the pillow and just wanted to squint comfortably. found that Wang Luo's big hand was placed under his waist a little, although it didn't reach his hips, but it was also very sensitive, "Ah! What are you doing! ”

"Go on." Wang Luo straightened his face and poked the two positions behind Zheng Xiuyan's waist.

"Hmm~ so sour." Zheng Xiuyan bit her heavy head, looked at Wang Luo with watery eyes, and was indescribably pitiful.

"See, if I don't help you recuperate, you won't have to press these two positions in the future, and you will cry bitterly." Wang Luo said solemnly.

Zheng Xiuyan's moist eyes flashed with shyness, her cheeks were crimson, and she bit her lip and glared at Wang Luo coquettishly, "If you take advantage of me, you will die." ”

"Doctor's parents, how can you think of me like this, although I am not a living Bodhisattva who practices medicine to help the world, but I am also an old Chinese medicine doctor with discipline, you are insulting my discipline." Wang Luo withdrew his hand and raised his head proudly while holding his shoulders.

Zheng Xiuyan blinked, looked at the muscles of Wang Luo's lower abdomen and the beautiful mermaid line on his waist, and felt that Wang Luo didn't look like an old Chinese medicine doctor, but like an old rascal.

"Okay, I'm thinking too much about the little girl, okay, old Chinese medicine xi." Zheng Xiuyanjiao smiled and patted Wang Luo's thigh.

"Then you take your pants off." Wang Luo said.

"Yikes! Wang Luo, don't go too far! Zheng Xiuyan raised her brows and looked at Wang Luo coldly.

"You don't believe me?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zheng Xiuyan with an angry face.

"What does it matter if you don't trust it? Your request is too strange. Although Zheng Xiuyan's face was flushed, she still had a trace of cold arrogance.

"Since I received your money, I have to get it, there are a few more important acupuncture points in the lower waist, your denim shorts are too thick, I have no effect when I press them, and besides, who begged me to maintain a pure ** relationship?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and said.

"You!" Zheng Xiuyan's face was red and dripping blood, and she gritted her teeth and her face was full of entanglement.

Wang Luo gently poked Zheng Xiuyan's waist.

"Ahh Zheng Xiuyan let out another miserable scream, staring at Wang Luo with watery eyes, and looked at Wang Luo aggrievedly.

Wang Luo grimaced at Zheng Xiuyan.

"Childish ghost!" Zheng Xiuyan wrinkled her nose and shouted angrily, then reached out to the buttons of the shorts and unbuttoned them, gritted her teeth and gently pulled the denim shorts down, revealing a leopard-print style fat body.

Wang Luodang took a breath of cold air and covered his nose.

"Bastard, he said he didn't have bad intentions." Zheng Xiuyan's little face was already red, and she stared at Wang Luo sideways and said angrily.

"I just took too long in the bath." Wang Luo raised his head and looked at his palm, fortunately there was no nosebleed, otherwise it would be a shame.

Wang Luo rubbed his palms again and gently put them on Zheng Xiuyan's lower back, but instead of stroking them whole, his fingers pressed a few acupuncture points.

The Eight Acupoints, which are specifically aimed at women's diseases, have a very effective effect on patients with dysmenorrhea like Zheng Xiuyan, at least tonight, Zheng Xiuyan does not have to be tormented by dysmenorrhea and stay awake all night.

The softness of the cotton thread and the feel of Zheng Xiuyan's plump buttocks made Wang Luo's fingers tremble a little, especially Zheng Xiuyan's increasingly heavy breathing, which made Wang Luo's head a little dizzy.

It's like getting drunk.

Zheng Xiuyan also felt the same way, the sensitive position was touched by Wang Luo's fingers, although it was a small range, everything also made Zheng Xiuyan feel a little unbearable, and quietly tightened her legs, Zheng Xiuyan bit the corner of the pillow to prevent herself from making strange sounds, and gradually a trace of fine sweat appeared on the corner of her forehead, her back was also sweaty, and her shirt was very uncomfortable stuck behind her back.

Moreover, Zheng Xiuyan found that her head was also a little dizzy, and her body gradually became weak.

"I really seem to have drunk a little too much." A few minutes later, Wang Luo stopped what he was doing, spat out a turbid breath, and shook his head.

"Who made you strong?" Zheng Xiuyan opened her somewhat heavy eyelids and glanced at Wang Luo charmingly.

"That's all for today." Wang Luo grabbed his head and said.

"That's the end of it?" Zheng Xiuyan opened her eyes, twisted her slender waist slightly, and looked at Wang Luo suspiciously.

"At least tonight, you'll get a good night's sleep." Wang Luo smiled and patted his head, "I drank a little too much, I'm afraid that something strange will really happen later." ”

Looking at Wang Luo's smiling face, Zheng Xiuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, licked her somewhat dry lips, and instinctively felt a little impulsive, "You, what strange things will you do?" ”

Zheng Xiuyan's voice is the kind of sweet and greasy voice that is particularly recognizable, which makes people feel coquettish when they listen to it, but now her voice is a little hoarse, with a strange style.

Wang Luo shook his head, frowned, and fell on the bed, startling Zheng Xiuyan, Wang Luo covered his face and said, "My sleeping posture is a little strange." ”

Zheng Xiuyan was slightly stunned, pursed her lips and chuckled, then slowly climbed to Wang Luo's chest, put her face against his chest, her little hand hesitated, and finally wrapped her arms around Wang Luo's waist.

"Ah, don't make a fuss, I'm really a little drunk." Wang Luo felt Zheng Xiuyan's soft body and chuckled.

"I'll add money." Zheng Xiuyan exhaled Ruolan and said. (To be continued.) )