Back to modern times, Her Majesty the Queen and I are both laid off

Chapter 201: Warm you up

The two people here have just finished dinner and are sitting on the sofa together watching a show.

It's just that the two of them are not looking at the same thing. Jiang Li is using his laptop to look at the Great Qin Empire that she has been chasing recently.

Lin Luo was leaning on the coffee table, with his mobile phone beside him, playing a movie. In addition, he also had a notebook in his hand, which was densely filled with words.

To be honest, he had no clue about being a film and television commentator. Even when he mentioned this, a small, beautiful, big and strong Buddha Bo Le could pop up in his mind.

I originally planned to follow the trend, but after thinking about it I decided not to, so I just recorded it while watching the movie. When I saw a certain clip or plot that was good, I took a pen to write it down and wrote down my feelings in a notebook. After sorting out and polishing the details, and finally editing it, the side business of film and television commentary can take off.

This method seemed good. Not long after the movie started, Lin Luo's notebook was already full of pages. Jiang Li turned to look at him, the movie on his phone, and his notebook.

"These are your movie commentary?"

"It's almost there, but it needs to be polished and polished later."

“Can I make money from this?”

"I don't know. Anyway, you won't be able to make much money at the beginning. You have to slowly build up your account and fans. It's not like you haven't experienced this before."

As he spoke, Lin Luo turned his head to look at her, and then his eyes were attracted by Jiang Li's posture at this time.

His back was leaning on the sofa and his legs were bent at his sides. This posture was normal for other people.

But she was different. According to her usual habit, she should be sitting upright with her legs flat on the ground.

He is becoming more and more like a modern person.

Or is this because you are not guarding against me?

In the past, he always accused himself of peeking at her feet. No matter when he sat together, he would hide his feet in his slippers. Now his legs were stretched out by his side, and his little feet wrapped in white cotton socks were so big. Fangfang was exposed in front of his eyes.

Okay, okay, finally you don't guard me as much as you guard against thieves. That's right. It didn't matter before, but it doesn't matter now. If you still guard me, that would be wrong.

Realizing that Lin Luo's eyes were on his feet again, Jiang Li instinctively retracted his feet and asked knowingly, "What are you looking at?"

"No." Lin Luo subconsciously wanted to say that he didn't see anything. He spat out the word, swallowed the rest of the words, and asked instead: "Is it uncomfortable for you to sit like this?"

"Fortunately."

"Actually, your sitting posture is like this." Lin Luo organized his words and gestured with his hands: "With your legs bent to your side like this, it doesn't conform to human body mechanics. Do you feel that your waist is a little strained?"

Jiang Li couldn't help but feel it, and then frowned. It was okay that he didn't say anything, but when he said it, it seemed that there was something wrong?

"Yeah." She nodded slightly.

"That's it, if you sit like this and focus on your waist, you will feel soreness in your waist and numbness in your legs when you get up after a while, which is not good for your pelvis."

"What do you mean?"

"Stretch your legs. But if you stretch over there, the sofa is not long enough and it will be blocked. Let's do this, you stretch your legs towards me, and then you can put your feet on my legs. I don't mind."

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To be honest, if it hadn't been for these words at this time, Jiang Li would have almost given up. He had already believed that this guy was telling her about the impact of this sitting posture on the body.

In fact, this is the purpose of this piece of shit, right?

After a moment of silence, Jiang Li asked expressionlessly: "Put my feet on your legs and then what? Let you touch them again?" Lin Luo nodded: "Okay, if you don't mind."

".I mind."

"There's no need to mind, right? We're all related, and it's not like we've never been touched before."

Hearing this, Jiang Li wanted to ask where he had touched you?

Even if the sprain hits your foot during the Chinese New Year and you apply ice for it, it still happens for a reason. If it comes into your mouth, it will be touched by you?

Thinking in her mind, she looked at Lin Luo with a scrutinizing gaze for a moment, and finally uttered two words from her mouth: "Foot control?"

"No." Lin Luo shook his head, and then uttered two words from his mouth: "You control it."

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Jiang Li was confused by what he said. At first glance, it seemed like nothing, but the meaning behind it was that foot control means that he is obsessed with feet, and you control means that he is obsessed with you. So, is this a love talk?

She stared at Lin Luo again and again, suddenly wondering, does this guy have no shame?

Anyway, she would never be able to say such words, let alone be as calm as him.

Looking away, Jiang Li stared at the computer screen, then turned to look at him, pursed his lips, moved his body unintentionally, and straightened his legs towards Lin Luo.

Anyway, this is the relationship, even touching the feet is nothing.

But she always felt that this guy was more than just a touch.

Of course, it was more than just a touch. I finally handed it over. Isn’t it necessary to touch it hard?

However, Lin Luo didn't go too far. He just put Jiang Li's legs across his knees, then clicked on the movie that had just been paused, picked up the gel pen next to the notebook, leaned down and started watching the movie again. While taking notes, the other hand was touching and pinching the little white-socked foot that was offered to me.

He didn't say a word during the whole process, not that he had nothing to say, but based on his understanding of classmate Jiang Jiang, her shame must have reached a critical point at this time. No matter what she said, her shame would explode, and then she would No more touching.

After all, feet are a very private part. To be precise, for people like Jiang Li who still retain ancient thinking, feet are very private.

Its privacy is no less than that of Oulpai.

If she can touch her, she really made a decision that went against her ancestors.

The only regret is that there are layers of socks.

Jiang Liqiang looked at the computer screen calmly, but his attention was not on the plot at all. From time to time, he glanced at Lin Luo. The feeling on his feet was not very obvious, and he did not use much force, but it could not withstand the pain in his heart. Strange.

She secretly took a breath and relaxed her stiff body. She stared at the computer screen and tried not to look there.

The more she watched, the more strange she felt in her heart. She was clearly the aloof emperor before, but this guy was just her personal companion. Now in modern times, less than a year later, I actually handed him my foot and asked him to take it in his hand and play with it.

But fortunately, there was still a layer of socks between them, so if my feet were bare, he would take them in his hands and play with them.

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt a chill on her feet, and one of the cotton socks wrapped around her feet was torn off, causing her to turn her head instantly: "What are you doing?"

Lin Luo put the torn off socks aside, opened her big hands to wrap her little feet, and felt the delicate and smooth touch. She sighed in her heart, and said seriously on her face: "Your feet are a little cold, I'll give them to you." You are warm."

PS: I don’t have much to say. I’ll recommend this book to you. The author has this PY deal with me. I wonder if any friends in Xianxia are interested. The author is said to be an 18-year-old long-legged beautiful girl and a legal lolita.

　Anyone who is interested can take a look.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)