"You know Mr. Zhou quite well?" Shen Lanxi raised his eyebrows.

"For as long as I can remember, his round face has been dangling in front of me, how can I not understand?" Xiao Ciyu pressed the corners of his mouth, "He actually knows me, but his imagination is too rich, and he always likes to add indiscriminately." ”

"Really?" Shen Lanxi curled his lips, "I think it's no wonder that Mr. Zhou is responsible for this."

"Look at you, but you are just appreciating the song and dance, and you have told you 'good and bad'. is so careful, he is a person who serves, and he can't think about it too much. ”

"Then you mean, he's figuring it out, and he has to blame me for the uncertain weather?" Xiao Ciyu gritted his teeth.

He just wanted to ask Shen Lanxi which side he was on, but Shen Lanxi's hand that landed on the acupuncture point on his back exerted his strength fiercely, causing Xiao Ciyu to feel a sore numbness on his back.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ciyu was embarrassed to cry out in pain, so he could only bury his head silently between the pillows and let out a muffled snort.

But this time he hasn't slowed down, and Shen Lanxi has used his strength again.

The pain cried out to his lips but he wanted to press it down, and inexplicably turned into a sultry snort.

The voice is slightly hoarse, and the tail note is long.

The inconspicuous upward charm in the tone is not as sharp as the usual questioning, but has a soft and soft seductive feeling.

However, he still buried his head in the pillow, allowing the pillow to blur his voice.

Inadvertently, Shen Lanxi was shaken by Xiao Ciyu's soft hum.

Her heart trembled slightly, and the pressure that fell on Xiao Ciyu's back also loosened her strength. Fingertips unconsciously scraped across his back, leaving a string of slight shivers.

"You..." Xiao Ciyu closed his eyes and snorted again.

If she had maintained the same level of force as before, perhaps one or two more presses, he would have gotten used to it. But at that critical moment, she gently stroked his back.

The two extreme sensations are intertwined in an instant, and the stimulation is really too great.

Even Xiao Ciyu, who has experienced it firsthand, is difficult to tell what kind of feeling he felt at that time.

He only remembered that he couldn't hold back at the time and spoke up...!

What a shame!

Xiao Ciyu hurriedly hid her face between the pillows, and at the same time pinned her hopes on Shen Lanxi, hoping that she would treat the voice just now as a trivial matter and ignore it.

"Hurry up, I'm sleepy, finish pressing me and go to bed early."

"But..."Shen Lanxi hesitated.

Fang Cai's voice softened her heart, and when her hand fell on Xiao Ciyu's body again, she didn't dare to exert force immediately.

She cautiously took the lead in confirming the situation with her predecessors: "Massage blood has always been ruthless, Your Majesty... Can you still stand it? ”

"Stand it, go on!"

Xiao Ciyu clenched the pillow towel and pursed her lips.

Right now, in addition to one purpose to divert attention, he has one more to prove himself to Shen Lanxi!

With Xiao Ciyu responding, Shen Lanxi was relieved to continue to exert force.

Xiao Ciyu did prove himself, but being able to persist and not being silent are really two different things. He endured the light and heavy pressure on his lower back, and his low gasps and muffled grunts unconsciously slipped out of his lips several times.

He wanted to stop, but he had boasted about Haikou before, saying that he could stand it...

Pursing her lips, Xiao Ciyu hid her face between the pillows again, as if as long as this is the case, the sound similar to surrendering and admitting defeat can be stopped.

But he didn't know that his appearance, in Shen Lanxi's eyes, was inseparable from the words "pitiful".

His face is hidden in the pillow, his hair is slightly messy, and he is still twisting his eyebrows and pursing his lips...