Chapter 696

What's more embarrassing is that Luo Yichen's right hand is placed in the position of her lower abdomen, turning around and around.

Although she knew that this was the usual position he used to rub her stomach. Although in her sleep just now, she felt the heat from the palm of his hand and alleviated the pain in her heart.

But such a posture, how ambiguous. If she had known so, she would rather not wake up.

Luo Yichen has noticed her subtle movements and asked in a low voice, "are you... Awake? Are you better? You've been cold just now. I just want to warm you up. I don't have any other ideas..."

"Yes." Su Rourou answered vaguely. Her little body was so tight that she didn't even dare to move for fear of touching some "sensitive" parts of him.

Luo Yichen looked much more relaxed and casual than her. She continued to massage her lower abdomen with her big palm: "it's all right, you keep sleeping, and I'll press it for you."

"No... no, I'm ready." Su Rourou hurriedly pressed his turning hand, but she was so hot that she took back her hand.

His hands... So hot, so hot, it's like a soldering iron, which makes the already hot temperature in the quilt rise again.

"So hot, so hot." Su Rourou wiped the sweat on her forehead and tried to lift the quilt to disperse the heat inside, but she was held down by Luo Yichen's hot hand.

"Don't... it's not good to catch a cold at this time. I'd rather be hot." His voice gently brushed her ear and made her face hot again.

Su Rourou clenched her lower lip tightly and repeatedly thought of the same problem in her messy mind: Mingming was always paying attention to keeping a distance from him before coming to her house tonight. When did the painting style suddenly change and they became so ambiguous?

What's more, she let him hold herself and didn't push him away or kick him down? Maybe it's because she is too weak now, maybe it's because she really needs a warm embrace

What she doesn't want to admit is that all this is an excuse she made for herself.

Luo Yichen's hand gently covered her big open eyes: "close your eyes and continue to sleep. You should have more rest at this time."

Later, Su rourourou fell asleep again. The original pale face was also ruddy, as if it had almost recovered.

Listening to her even breathing, Luo Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, the big hand on her lower abdomen still didn't want to move away, moving a little bit

This time, it's not a circle, but gradually moving up, and then gradually moving up

He kept warning himself in his heart: No, no, my current route is warm man plus Liu Xiahui. I absolutely and absolutely can't deviate from this route.

But at the same time, another voice said: it doesn't matter. She's just like a pig when she's asleep. She won't feel it. Just once, just secretly

He was still struggling, and the uncontrollable hand had covered the softness of her chest. The dark pupils tightened violently, and his whole body seemed to be hit by electric current, and his breathing was rapid.

He kept warning himself in his heart: No, no, just Mo once, no more!

But another voice jumped out and said: it doesn't matter. What's the difference between Mo once and Mo twice or more?