He didn't mean to hurt her just now?

The Young Marshal looked unnaturally by her eyes and said, "you heard me right."

Xiaobai smiled. Her eyes were bright and bent into two crescent moons. They were beautiful.

The Young Marshal also laughed. Looking at Xiaobai, he felt more and more beautiful. What is the suitor of the R & D department? Go to hell!

He can't even compare with a finger. He still wants to chase Xiaobai. Don't even think about it!

"Young Marshal, I washed my hands. Now I'll apply medicine to you." Xiaobai then unscrewed the lid, dug a little on his hand and applied it to his scar in a circular massage.

Until 60% is absorbed, cover it with your palm, and let the medicine be completely absorbed with the temperature of your palm.

When the Young Marshal closed his eyes, his senses became particularly sensitive. He could even feel the softness of Xiaobai's palm, which had been gently covering his legs.

"Well, Young Marshal, the medicine has been absorbed."

"Well..." the Young Marshal turned over and lay on the bed. "My shoulders are so sour, Xiaobai, press it for me."

Xiaobai packed up the medicine, "OK, I'll wash my hands first."

"Hurry up."

Young Marshal miso his head on a needle full of Xiaobai flavor. It smells good. It's full of Xiaobai flavor!

After washing his hands, Xiaobai was enslaved so that all the sleepy insects ran away. He still knelt on his side and massaged his shoulders with both hands.

While pressing, he carefully observed his face and asked, "Young Marshal, is this strength suitable? Do you want to tell me whether it is heavy or light?"

The Young Marshal sighed in his heart that he was really a simple girl. His parents really raised a good daughter-in-law for him.

"Heavier." Enjoy your voice.

"OK, I'll be heavier." Xiaobai doesn't have much strength. Just now he has almost exhausted his strength. Now he almost uses his strength to eat milk.

Xiaobai thought it was very simple. She ate and lived in the Rong family, let her receive higher education, work in Baina and do something for the Rong family. She was happy in her heart.

Therefore, when the Young Marshal spoke, she felt that she had been needed by the Young Marshal one day.

I felt a little proud.

"Well, don't press your shoulders." The Young Marshal interrupted her, "now press your back, be light, and press the whole back."

"Oh." Xiaobai doesn't understand. The Young Marshal said that he should be light, that is, press it gently?

His hands covered his back and began to press. People in the army all year round not only didn't Tan, but their skin was very white. Xiaobai was really envious.

The strength of genetic genes is that people can't accept it.

"Be light."

The strength was a little lighter. "What about this, Young Marshal?"

"No, I mean, gently."

Finally, massage becomes a real touch

Because the Young Marshal said this strength is just right.

So Xiaobai stroked the Young Marshal's back and touched it for half an hour. After half an hour, her arm was really sour. She whispered, "Young Marshal, is it OK? I can't do it. My hands are so sour. Can I press it again next time?"

There was no response. Xiaobai approached and found that the young marshal was asleep!

Xiaobai tried to shout again. The Young Marshal didn't respond. She smiled and began to look at the handsome face of the Young Marshal.

Fingers, gently touched his eyelashes, "really long, longer than mine."

After a while, Xiaobai realized the seriousness of the matter, holding her face in both hands. She looked at the Young Marshal distressed, "Young Marshal, you sleep here, where do I sleep?"

After a while, she flattened him so that he could sleep more comfortably. Then she took a thin blanket from the wardrobe and went to sleep on the sofa.

The room was dark and the sound of even breathing sounded.

The man on the bed opened his eyes, lifted his thin quilt, got out of bed, came to the sofa and carried the sleeping woman back to the bed