Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

"For example, you can express my love for me to me." He said with a smile, came to her side and sat down, and reached out and naturally put her into her arms. Who knows, she is welcoming her hand. A blow to the elbow.

"Ok!"

He snorted: "You murder your husband!"

"Ah? It hurts? Sorry, I am not deliberate, I am not helping you." She said with a smile, and reached out to his chest.

A pair of small hands squatted on his chest, Xuanyuan Moze only felt a rush of breathing, and there was a fire in the body. Now, grabbed her hand and said, "Do not mess!"

"Ignition? No? I have a fire." She glanced at him and saw that his face was a little uncomfortable, his body was stiff, and he blinked curiously, his eyes glanced from top to bottom. Somewhat wrong: "What about your self-control?"

Xuanyuan Mozawa only felt that the fire in the body was burning more vigorously. Especially the woman actually took a look at him in front of him in the face of the red fruit. The gaze was like the same fire line, which made him almost unable to hold it. People still don't know, they still lie there.

"Your body seems to be a little stiff? Isn't it too tired? Or, I will pinch your shoulders for you? Well, it's like it." Feng Jiu quickly stood up and looked at him with his face. Pinch your shoulders.

"Relax and relax, don't always stretch your body."

Wen Yan, Xuanyuan Mozé also went by her, deep in exhalation, and eased the flames in Hugh, which gradually relaxed the body, feeling the little hands pressed on his shoulders, a moment, The force is not light or heavy, gentle and gentle, very comfortable.

"Yes, that's it, it's right to relax." She smiled at her eyes, her eyes glimmering.

She first gave him a loose shoulder and then pressed her to the temple. Only she is, she can give her this confidence, let her arbitrarily press, if this is replaced by others, why does he not give the back to the untrusted, let alone Deadly head.

"How? Comfortable?" she asked with a smile.

"Well, comfortable." Not only is it comfortable, but it also feels that the fatigue has disappeared. The night wind is cool, and the people with the heart are accompanied, and she is helping him to press. This feeling makes him both physically and mentally comfortable.

"That is, I am a special fingering, there are acupuncture points, but it is not a random press." She chuckled, pressed up from his head, came to the neck, pressed a bit, pressed all the way down Go over the back and come to the waist.

I only felt that when her hand pressed to his waist, his body was stiff, and the original half-squinted eyes were slammed open, and the eyes leaped again in flames.

"You can press the waist for a long time, or you will feel sore later." She said, but when the voice fell, the whole person was hugged by him from the back to the front, lying on his lap.

"Uh……"

She blinked at him and noticed that his eyes were deeper and darker, staring at her red lips, his throat rolling up and down, and his face gradually falling down.

Seeing this, she reached out and took his face, looking at him with a focused and serious look. In the eyes he was looking forward to, her lips whispered and came out with a smile.

"Uncle, your beard should be scraped."