In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingzhou felt that his eyes suddenly went dark.

She was a little surprised in her heart, and her thoughts were racing and flying again.

[The blindfold is used ......]

[Then next, will it be a bundle? ] Handcuffs? Whip? Candle? 】

[The setting in the book only says that Han Tianfang is a crazy critic of the whole beauty, strong and miserable! ] 】

[Why does he still have so many hidden fetishes? 】

Ye Qingzhou's heart flashed with all kinds of fragrant pictures.

Han Tianfang heard her heart, his fists tightened, loosened and tightened, and he forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to wake up the woman in front of him several times.

He took out a box of ointment from his suit pocket, rubbed it in his palm, and applied it over and over again on the red marks on the girl's wrist that had been strangled by the rope.

The sandpaper-like touch on her wrist made Ye Qingzhou's body stiff, but the slightly hot and fragrant fragrance on the eye mask made her feel very familiar, and her eyes were not as dry and uncomfortable as they were a moment ago, let alone dazzling by the sunlight outside the car.

This feeling and smell is a little familiar, and it is exactly the fragrance on the self-heating incense eye mask that the original owner usually uses before going to bed at night.

After Ye Qingzhou swept away the messy emotions in his mind, he quietly raised his hand and pulled down the corner of the blindfold.

I saw that Han Tianfang, who was tall beside him, knelt on the footpad beside him, rubbing his left foot lightly with his palm stained with ointment, his eyes were hot, and his expression was intoxicated.

The man's eyes are like stars, his nose is like mountains, his lips are like the sun, and the contours and facial features on his face are so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off them.

But it was such a very demagogic face, but Ye Qingzhou didn't have much good feelings.

"I'll be at the venue for a while, but don't be awkward." Han Tianfang seemed to want to find a plausible excuse for himself to do this, and when he spoke, he put down the left foot of the girl in his palm like a warm jade bone, and picked up the right foot on the side, "Don't embarrass me." ”

The cool and delicate skin on this girl's body can always calm Han Tian's irritability and inexplicable anger and killing intent.

In the past, there were also many women who threw themselves into their arms, and they all looked good and had smooth skin.

However, no one could make him feel at ease like the skin of the girl in front of him, and he was desperate to hold her tightly in his arms and take her for himself.

Ye Qingzhou's eyes fell on the big hands that were rubbing his ankles, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart, "Mr. Han, your methods are very professional." ”

"......" Han Tianfang, who was praised for his professionalism, raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, and the movement of his palm was inexplicable.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little addicted to Ye Qingzhou's skin touch.

Even if the other party used the same complimenting tone as the foot washing technician of the foot bath shop, he still didn't want to let go of the skin in his palm that could soothe all his extreme emotions and make him feel happy!

[Could it be that she got it...... Skin hunger?! 】

Regarding Han Tianfang's various abnormal realizations at this time, Ye Qingzhou's mind quickly flashed this disease term.

People who suffer from skin hunger have a strong desire to have skin-to-skin contact with others. 】

[And in this way, it satisfies the desire for a certain degree of security and intimacy.] 】

[If this need cannot be met for a long time, then the patient's bad feelings such as low self-esteem, tyranny, panic, and irritability will not be alleviated, and may further develop into other mental illnesses.] 】

Ye Qingzhou recalled his reaction when he first saw Han Tianfang when he touched his skin.

I found that every time he touched the skin on his body, his eyes became more or less soft.

[This crazy criticism is not only perverted, but also sick! ] 】

Ye Qingzhou sighed, and for a while, he didn't know whether to call the police first or help him find a doctor first.

"......" Han Tianfang, who was both perverted and sick, heard the voice of the girl in front of him, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, and even his fingers were clenched.