Chapter 464

Luo Yichen sat down gently by the bed, and then pulled it casually. The SILK PAJAMA that was originally hanging on his body slipped down his shoulder with his gently moving fingers, and finally fell on the floor like a feather.

"Luo Yichen! Why are you taking off your clothes?" Su Rourou fiercely covered her eyes, but the gap between her fingers gradually opened unconsciously. A pair of dark eyes secretly depicted Luo Yichen's perfect body curve through the gap.

Luo Yichen took it for granted that she was the one who didn't wear clothes, not him.

"Have you seen who wears clothes when massaging?" As he spoke, he slowly lay down, turned over and lay on the bed. "What are you doing? Come here quickly."

In fact, Su rourourou has been peeping at him through the gap between her fingers. Her eyes come from his sexy collarbone to his strong chest muscles, then follow his strong chest muscles to his tight little Fu, and finally... Fall on that tight black shorts.

My God? She felt that her face suddenly seemed to be burning, hot, and even her breathing was rapid.

In such a deserted night, he lay on her bed dressed like this and told her to come quickly. How impure is the picture.

"Come on!" Luo Yichen put his chin on his arm, slightly turned his head and shouted at her again.

"Oh, come, come." Su Rourou regained consciousness and walked unsteadily in the direction of her little pink bed.

She sat down beside Luo Yichen at an extremely slow speed, and her little heart beat. Under the candlelight, the lines on his back looked so tense, and the skin on his back looked so smooth, just like a boiled egg, which made her want to touch it.

Somehow, the candlelight and beauty Bei made her unable to help YY again. She always felt that she should take the candle and drop something liquid on the white and tender beauty Bei

Or, she should hold a whip in her hand and draw a few times on this beautiful back, leaving some traces of her love

Luo Yichen's cold voice interrupted her YY: "what are you sitting there laughing at?"

Su Rourou quickly shook her head: "nothing... Nothing!"

If Luo Yichen knew the picture she had just mended her brain, she would be dead! Maybe the person who is finally dripping La and whipping will be herself!

She quickly piled up a smile, a pair of small hands held into the shape of a fist, and began to beat along the beautiful back curve.

Luo Yichen gently closed her eyes and enjoyed her rare hospitality. The corners of her mouth always maintained an upward arc.

When the room was quiet, there were only two people's faint breathing and... Heartbeat.

Su Rourou doesn't know how to massage at all. She just imagines Luo Yichen as a big meat cake and her hands as two small hammers beating on it.

Luo Yichen's good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly: Fortunately, this idiot doesn't have much strength, otherwise he will be hit with internal injury

After a while, he gave a dull hum vaguely from his throat: "idiot, can you... Change your technique? Massage... Should be based on pressing?"