Kazemi covered her mouth in fright.

"This... I didn't mean it."

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that Lu Zexiao didn't speak, Feng Jian immediately rolled down from the sofa to check the place where the movement happened just now, and he couldn't help laughing because of her nervous look.

"It's okay, I can still carry you."

Feng Jian hammered Lu Zexiao's shoulder, "It's okay, you didn't say it earlier, I just asked you and you didn't answer me, which made me very nervous."

Lu Zexiao raised the corner of his mouth and pointed to the position of his leg joints, "It's nothing serious, it's just that it hurts a little bit from the pressure just now."

Fengjian looked at Lu Zexiao apologetically, and immediately admitted his mistake.

"I was wrong, let me rub it for you, since it's nothing serious, just rub it and it will be fine."

As she spoke, she rubbed Lu Zexiao's leg with her hands, "Does it hurt here?"

Lu Zexiao was warmed by seeing Feng Jian's quick hands, especially her concern and attitude towards him.

"Kazemi, you must always be by my side."

He had dreamed of a woman countless times in his dreams, but he couldn't see her appearance clearly. She also felt pity and caring for Lu Zexiao, and that was the real appearance.

Now, it seems that the dream and the reality are overlapping, and what he has been looking forward to is gradually coming true.

Lu Zexiao stared at Feng Jian intently, almost thinking it was a dream, when she smiled at him, he wished that this dream would not wake him up.

He has never felt a mother's love, so he has not really experienced the warmth brought by a woman a few times.

The first time I met Li Yixiang, he mobilized and took away the warmth in him, and then the appearance of Jian Xiaoge gave him another feeling in many cases.

Lu Zexiao cherished the sight in front of him.

After kneading for a few minutes, he pulled up Kazami who was half squatting, "Okay, let me rub it for you."

Lu Zexiao told Feng Jian to sit down obediently, but Feng Jian was still in a daze, she didn't know what was going on.

"I pressed you down, why are you rubbing it for me?"

He smiled. "Mutual."

As he said that, Lu Zexiao stretched out his warm hand to stick to Kazami's lower back, and slowly began to rub it.

"Just now you were squatting, I saw that your waist was straight, you must feel tired if you supported it."

Kazami didn't say anything, just laughed and kept laughing.

The state of her and Lu Zexiao is like stepping into old age ahead of time, an old man and an old woman massage and maintain each other.

Feng Jian turned to look at Lu Zexiao, imagining his gray hair and couldn't help sighing, "He's still a handsome old man."

"Um?"

Lu Zexiao was puzzled, Feng Jian covered his mouth and giggled, and then explained what he said.

"I imagined you as an old man just now, and found that you still look good even with a beard and gray hair."

Lu Zexiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Jian, "You've already imagined that, I don't think about whether it's unfair for you to look old."

After saying this, Lu Zexiao began to examine Feng Jian seriously, and she covered her face in embarrassment.

"Farewell, women are most afraid of getting old."

After a few seconds, Lu Zexiao pulled Feng Jian's hand away.

"In my heart you will never grow old."

These words are flirtatious and sweet, and really wiped all the affection into Feng Jian's heart.

"Forget it, you are the best at talking."

Feng Jian leaned against Lu Zexiao's body, and then remembered that he had started to say seriously that he had something to tell her, and that he had been crushed just now, and the matter just got sidetracked.

"By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"