Qin Lianyi suddenly felt that he was being served. It seems that over the years, in addition to her parents, Bai Tingxin would spoil her like this!
She leaned on the sofa, groaning. Bai Tingxin saw that she still had a bitter face, and couldn't help asking, "does it hurt?"
"Well." She nodded pitifully, "you guys are so happy that you can't feel the pain."
He raised his hand and gently rubbed it on her little belly
"Well, it's OK. Go on, I'll see." She said.
So, the white family leader, sitting on the sofa like this, slightly bent, carefully rubbing the woman's stomach.
Qin Lianyi, on the other hand, put on a completely enjoyable look. After a while, he narrowed his eyes comfortably and shouted, "Hey, don't stop, keep going... Wow, your technology is too good."
"..." Bai Tingxin suddenly felt black. This woman, do you know how ambiguous her words are now and how easy they are to be misunderstood by others!
Qin Lianyi didn't expect that her boyfriend had a pair of hands that were good at massage. If she had known that he was so comfortable kneading his small stomach, she should have asked him to help her knead every time her aunt came. Why bother to say that she wanted to have a rest at home when she had dysmenorrhea!
Just then, the servant's words sounded in her ear, "Mr. Bai, ginger and brown sugar are cooked."
Qin Lianyi immediately opened his eyes and said to the servant, "give it to me."
The servant then handed the enamel cup with sugar water to the other side.
"Go down." Baiting channel.
The servant should, but when he left, he couldn't help peeping at the two men more secretly. He felt that there was another gossip.
Qin Lianyi lowered his head and began to drink her ginger and brown sugar water.
"Don't rush, take care of your hot mouth." Bai Tingxin reminds me.
"I see." She murmured, first sipping a little, and the temperature was acceptable, so she began to sip.
Sometimes, she will think that he should pay more attention to some small details than her mother, but it is also because of this that she has a feeling of being spoiled.
The feeling of being spoiled by the one you love is so beautiful.
"Is it better?" After a while, he asked again, his beautiful eyes full of care for her.
She just felt as if she had been stirred and her heart beat faster. If it wasn't for her situation today, she would have bent on him directly and put him on the sofa.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that she was silent, he asked again.
"Ah, no... Nothing. It's much better." She said quickly, throwing away the mess in her mind. Well, it seems that facing him, she is always easy to become a pornographic girl!