I was thinking about you (1)

The warm spring water wrapped around the two of them, as if they were one.

"Jie, don't ..."

Sensing that his large hand was restless, mu Xiaoxiao pushed his shoulder.

Yin Shaojie's voice was low and hoarse, and his good-looking thin lips were kissing her exquisite neck.

&Quot; I know you're tired. I'm giving you a massage so you can sleep better. Don't worry about me. I'll help you take a bath and then carry you to bed later. &Quot;

He was clearly saying that, but a certain part of him was not very obedient.

Mu Xiaoxiao nudged him a few times, and the air seemed to be on fire, becoming hot.

Yin Shaojie said hoarsely, " you're so awkward. I was kind enough to let you go to bed early so that I wouldn't torment you, but you started a fire yourself. Don't blame me for not reminding you that my self-control is particularly bad now. &Quot;

Mu Xiaoxiao paused, not daring to move.

"I'm really sleepy ..."