It had been a long time since he had experienced the tenderness of domestic women. Duan Wanqing felt as if he had fallen into a den of ecstasy, and was so happy that he didn't even want to get up from the bed.
It was ridiculous until the afternoon, when the strong smell of flowers and perfume woke him up from the quilt. The girl, who was only wearing three-piece pants, knelt on one side, rubbed some essential oil, and slowly touched his back. Her thin but strong fingers pressed the sore muscles in his waist, and Duan Wanqing let out a long groan.
He groped for the girl's back, took the girl's slightly cold palm, wrapped it, and pulled it forward. The other party obediently pressed forward, and breathed into his ear: "I hate it~~"
"Get up and go get my clothes." Duan Wanqing K!ssed her, "If you're hungry, I'll take you out to eat."
The other girl was lying on the side with her chin in her hands watching them the whole time, and smiled sweetly when she heard this.
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