Chapter 1478: How often do you go?

Brother Ah Zheng was excited. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not only excited, but also impulsive.

It's been almost four years. In the past four years, he has also held his little hand, kissed his little mouth, and hugged his little waist. Touched the calf. In addition, Lin Huayin did not give him a chance to go further at all. Even if you occasionally stroke and touch the soft breasts, it is also when Lin Huayin is distracted, if you really want to touch it in the bright light, you must not kick it out of bed?

Right now, Lao Lin actually took the initiative to put on sexy underwear and hung up a blank gear. This is obviously the rhythm of active dedication!

Xiao Zheng crawled to the head of the bed trembling under his feet, pondered for a while, and decided to lie on his stomach first. Strive to extend the entire oil pushing time indefinitely.

According to his thoughts, he should not sleep tonight...

"I'm ready." Xiao was like a tiger suppressing his bestial nature, and said with a sigh of relief.

"Hmm."

Under the soft yellowish light, Lin Huayin, who was dressed in a sexy nightdress, opened the oil bottle and smeared massage oil on his palm. Then approach Xiao Zheng and start the massage from the shoulder.

Lao Lin already has a dragon hand by his side, although he can't play one-tenth of his actual combat ability. However, it is more professional than a professional masseuse. Strength is more authentic.

In addition, I have recently prepared for it, and I have also bought a book about massage to study. As soon as he got started, Xiao Zheng was so comfortable that he closed his eyes with enjoyment.

"I really didn't expect you to be so professional." Xiao Zheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the soft force coming from his back. After a few years of work, although Brother A Zheng has exercised from time to time, the shoulder muscles are still slightly strained. It can be seen how bad your health is to sit in the office.

Lin Huayin pressed and kneaded, the force was moderate, but it was extremely comfortable. However, because she sat sideways next to Xiao Zheng, it was quite uncomfortable when she exerted her strength, and she was a little awkward.

"Isn't it hard to exert force?" Xiao Zheng smiled and thought about it.

"It's fine." Lin Huayin said without being salty or light.

"Twisted to the waist." Xiao Zheng is bold and bold. "Come, sit on my lap."

Brother Ah Zheng patted his thigh very brightly.

Lin Huayin paused for three seconds, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he sat straight up.

Xiao Zheng's thighs are sturdy, like two sturdy steel bars. And Lao Lin's buttocks are full and straight. The straight thighs are even more snow-white and smooth. In addition, Xiao Zheng was wrapped in a pair of boxers, and Lao Lin's nightdress could also cover the roots of his legs. This one sat down, skin intertwined. When the time came, Brother Ah Zheng gasped: Cool!

After changing the body-position, the strength of Lin Huayin's massage became more and more pure. Xiao Zheng just lay on the bed and enjoyed himself. From beginning to end, he maintained the state of Xiao Zheng saying a word and Lao Lin replying. It's not cold, and it's not lively.

"Lao Lin. You've got to go down. I'm an old waist, and I sit stiff in the office every day. Xiao Zheng said seriously. A man's waist is a treasure. ”

After receiving Xiao Zheng's reminder, Lin Huayin's slender and soft hands slowly moved to his waist. Rubbing and pressing. It was so comfortable that Xiao Zheng had goosebumps all over his body.

After about twenty minutes, Xiao Zheng felt that there was nothing left to press on his back. Besides, whoever pushes the oil pushes it back? That's not a waste of money, no, a waste of effort.

"I'm a little uncomfortable on my stomach, and my heart is crushed." Xiao Zheng found a reasonable explanation.

Lin Huayin stopped what he was doing, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't push it?" ”

"That's where it goes." Xiao Zheng grinned. Instructed Lin Huayin to help him wipe the massage oil on his back. Then she lay down in front of Lao Lin. From the neck to the lower abdomen. "Let's get started."

Lin Huayin nodded, directly picked up the massage oil and poured it on Xiao Zheng's stomach, wiped it evenly and continued to push...

That's all there is to Lao Lin. Don't mention what you can't do. If she can do something, she will not refuse hypocritically. Especially in the face of Xiao Zheng. No matter how embarrassing and unbelievable his request was. As long as Lao Lin doesn't resist, he will agree to him. So from this point of view, Lao Lin is quite obedient to Xiao Zheng.

Respect. It's definitely mutual. The two of them live together, and the one-sided suppression will definitely not last long.

When pushing his chest, Lao Lin subconsciously avoided those two key points. But the more she is like this, the more Brother A Zheng's heart is longing. Because, her avoidance is as if she is teasing Brother A Zheng and teasing Brother A Zheng. It's too fire-blazing.

About ten minutes later, Lao Lin began to perform an abdominal massage.

Pushing oil is usually on two health specialties. Back push and abdominal physiotherapy. The rest, all of them are not serious...

On the other hand, in these years, the massage parlors on the streets and alleys, the so-called oil and massage in the bathing center. Even if you don't sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, it's a little bit of a rubbing. It's a bit of a subtle tease in the massage technique. On the one hand, it satisfies the dark psychology of men. On the other hand, it is also a means to increase repeat customers. There are not only formal physiotherapy massages, but also some rubbing. It can be described as spending a penny and enjoying a two-cent service. Buy one, get one free.

Abdominal physiotherapy can clear the intestines, especially for people with poor stomach. Xiao Zheng can eat and sleep, and there is nothing wrong with this. But all over the body, his favorite is lower abdomen physiotherapy.

Why?

Because it's closer...

"Lao Lin. Your technique is so professional, you will press it for me for a while when you have time in the future? Xiao Zheng gaged to distract Lao Lin.

He could feel that Lin Huayin was deliberately controlling his emotions. This is inconvenient for his next move. And a hand also quietly rubbed on Lao Lin's smooth thigh.

Because he wore it short, his underwear was even more embarrassing, which gave Brother A Zheng more and more opportunities.

However, Brother Ah Zheng is quite restrained. didn't make a direct attack that made Lao Lin uncomfortable. Rubbing around the thighs, savoring the thighs of the goddess of cold noodles. Occasionally, I pretended to accidentally touch the edge of my underwear, and my blood swelled all of a sudden.

This feeling is far more stimulating than hugging your waist when you sleep. Brother Ah Zheng felt like he was about to be burned...

"Next time." Lin Huayin did not stop, and said very plainly.

didn't refuse on the spot, there was basically a drama. This is also the experience that Brother A Zheng has accumulated through getting along in the past three years.

Lao Lin's legs are good legs. Waist, also a good waist.

I usually touch it, but this time, Lin Huayin didn't react much. The only thing that's a little out of line is that you have to lift the skirt.

This flirtation, the underwear that can be covered with shame is exposed.

Usually sleeping, Lao Lin Ke dresses very conservatively. It's okay in the summer, at least thin. Winter -- like body armor. How thick and how thick it is. Brother Ah Zheng looked hot.

Maybe it's the fire on the touch. Brother Zheng's hand became more and more unbridled. Stroked up, touching the plump on Lao Lin's chest. Two fingers pinched gently. Tested Lao Lin's reaction.

"Is it okay?" Press down on the lower abdomen for nearly half an hour. Lin Huayin raised his head slightly, and his eyes changed a little.

"It's only been half an hour. Outside the massage parlor for an hour, but an hour. Xiao Zheng's breathing was a little heavy. Procrastinating for time.

"How often do you go?" Lin Huayin's eyes were cold. The tone was slightly cold.

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