Xia Qiao was tired of Pei Lichuan, hugging her partner like a little water wase, and acted like a baby desperately: "Pei Lichuan, I've been feeling back pain these two days, rub it for me."
Speaking of this, Xia Qiao felt stuffy.
She fell, maybe the tailbone was hit, and she always felt uncomfortable in the waist due to illness.
"Where does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital to have a look?" Pei Lichuan said, his fingers had already touched the woman's back waist, "Lie flat! Let me see!"
Xia Qiao raised her eyebrows, but lay down obediently.
"On the lower back, it's always sore!"
After all, Pei Lichuan is a man, and the skin on his fingers is a little rougher. There is a rough feeling of sand rubbing across the skin, itchy, and with a hot temperature.
Moreover, Pei Lichuan's strength was very appropriate, neither light nor heavy, and he rubbed her sore muscles just right.
Xia Qiao narrowed her eyes comfortably, "Yes, that's right thereumso comfortable"
Pei Lichuan touched it carefully, but found no swelling. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "There seems to be no problem. Did you do it on purpose?"
"Huh? No I really feel uncomfortable! I was pushed by Tang Ruomeng and fell to the ground. I guess I was injured."
"You help me rub it a lot better."
"Don't stop, keep going!"
Xia Qiao's voice was in a daze, floating up and down in the night, coupled with the orange light, hazy white silky skin, and curves that were more beautiful than the cascading sand dunes, Pei Lichuan swallowed subconsciously.
With experience, Pei Lichuan's current massage technique is very authentic.
Gently twisting and kneading slowly, loosening and rolling the skin little by little, Xia Qiao didn't feel any pain at all, but felt drowsy and relaxed.
"Joe"
In the haze, Xia Qiao heard the man's hoarse voice.
"Huh?" She opened her eyes with difficulty, everything in front of her eyes was surrounded by huge shadows, and only her entangled breath remained.
"Husband, don't make trouble I'm still sick!" Xia Qiao was kissed once, but she was still too lazy to respond at all.
Pei Lichuan was so provoked that his anger had already risen to his throat.
He pinched her waist and bit her earlobe viciously, "You bad woman!"
Xia Qiao lazily closed her eyes halfway, seeing the emotion in the man's gloomy eyes, she couldn't bear it. Her ears were burning hot, and she stretched out her trembling hand to stick to his waist
Xia Qiao woke up very late.
Shen Ning'an had already gone to school, and Pei Lichuan left a message saying that she was going on a business trip and asked her to rest before going out.
Xia Qiao looked at the message and snorted coldly: "I'm so sick, you even told me to rest! Who was it last night"
Xia Qiao knew that she shouldn't be soft-hearted.
Xia Qiao went to take a hot bath to relieve her fatigue, took her body temperature and found that she was fine, so she went downstairs to find something to eat.
Aunt Lan is no stranger to Xia Qiao and Pei Lichuan's sweet love. Whenever Pei Lichuan was at home, his wife would definitely get up late, so breakfast would be put in the oven.
Xia Qiao rested well, she was still light-heavy, but her appetite improved a lot.
Before taking a few bites, she heard the sweet voice of the female anchor from the TV: "According to the latest news, the daughter of the Tang Group died of a heart attack last night. After understanding, Ms. Tang"
Tang Ruomeng is dead?
For a moment, Xia Qiao was stunned (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com