The lights in the room were dim. Gu Lian was lying on the sofa, resting his arm on his pillow, biting his lip gently. When he opened his eyes, he could only see the hair hanging down.
On the waist, the man was pressing his palms gently with just the right amount of force. There was warmth coming from his palms, seeping into it layer by layer through the ultra-thin and tight-fitting bottoming shirt.
"Are you feeling comfortable?" he said with a bit of joking voice.
Gu Lian closed his eyes, his voice filled with annoyance that he was not aware of, and turned away to look at the back of the sofa.
The man chuckled, moved closer, held the edge of the sofa with one hand, and stretched her waist with the other hand.
"It's been years since you gave birth, why is your waist still so thin?"
He felt like he could break her waist with just a little force.
Gu Lian frowned, wanting him to shut up and stop talking. Originally, there was a feeling of ant bites on the tail vertebrae, which spread upwards, making it very uncomfortable.
As soon as he spoke, his deep voice floated to his ears, aggravating the numb feeling.
She wanted to get up, but felt a little reluctant for some reason.
Physiological reactions cannot be hidden, and some things will always creep into your head before reason.
Lu Zechen leaned over and looked at her, with evil intentions flashing in his eyes, and the strength in his hands became softer and softer, "You didn't feed Nian Nian much today, will you feel uncomfortable?"
Gu Lian: "..."
I want you to take care of it!
She moved her fingers and remained silent.
Lu Zechen's hand movements slowed down, and he could completely feel that her body was gradually softening.
"Are you hot?" he asked.
Gu Lian was going crazy. She took a deep breath, turned her head to his side, opened her eyes through her hair, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, no need to press it."
"It's okay. I'm not tired. I'll wait for you for a while."
Gu Lian opened his mouth, suppressed some unspeakable restlessness, raised his upper body and avoided his hand, "That's enough."
"I think you enjoyed it a lot. Don't worry about me getting tired. I'm happy to come and press it for you again."
Gu Lian: "...No need."
She turned over, faced him, glared at him, "Get out of here."
Lu Zechen raised his hand. There was still warmth and touch in his palm, and he felt itchy in his heart.
"If you still don't leave, do you need to be beaten?" Gu Lian had a fierce look on his face.
Lu Zechen smiled, straightened up, and sat in front of her. He moved his body back so that his waist was just touching her lower abdomen. He stretched his arms back so that one of them was just close to her chest and the other was placed in front of her thigh.
"As a courtesy, will you also give me a thumbs up?"
Gu Lian raised his hand and slapped him on the back, "Get out-"
Her body was soft, and the force of the blow was not very strong. Lu Zechen clearly felt the little fist "click" on his back. Not to mention it hurt, it was just a sweetness.
He licked his lower lips, his dark eyes flashed deeply, he raised his neck and leaned towards her shamelessly.
"Lu Zechen!"
Gu Lian was shocked. She didn't expect that he suddenly moved back, and she shrank to the innermost part of the sofa, but she was still pressed by him.
The man clicked his tongue, turned to look at her, and asked her shamelessly, "Why are you so soft?"
Gu Lian's body tensed up, confused by his "casual question". He blinked and felt an inexplicable heat behind his ears.
After reacting, he raised his hand to push him.
"Get up, you're like a pig, dead again."
"I'm sorry." He closed his eyes, moved down a little, put his arm on her body, and said leisurely: "I'm too tired, let me rest for a while."
Gu Lian snorted and glanced at him, "Didn't you just say you weren't tired?"