Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 641

As soon as you enter the door, you will be surrounded by a familiar warmth.

Xia Yuan immediately felt her whole body relax, and all the recent fatigue, running around, and grievances disappeared.

"Are you tired? Would you like me to help you relax? I've been on a business trip recently, but I've learned a lot!"

Nangong Toshihiko embraced Xia Yuan's slender waist from behind, and said to Xia Yuan sincerely.Because he felt that as soon as Xia Yuan entered his arms, her waist loosened obviously.

A sense of pity could not help welling up in my heart.

Even if Xia Yuan didn't say anything about what happened these days, he knew it clearly.The group of people he raised under his command were not idiots.

Several times, his subordinates asked him if he wanted to make a move?Nangong Toshihiko gave a negative answer.

Because he knew that if he couldn't hold on, Xia Yuan would definitely call him.

In the end, Xia Yuan didn't call him for help.

Nangong Toshihiko was very pleased.

His own woman, even if he is not around for a while, can protect herself.

"Oh? Are you still capable? Be honest, where did you learn the craft?"

Xia Yuan leaned softly in his arms, and his fresh and cold breath permeated around him, but it was better than any high-grade sandalwood that could calm the mind.

Xia Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly felt her limbs refreshed, but she still wanted to lean on him.

Because she knows that in this world, only this embrace will not abandon her, leave her, or count her.

"The massage I did with Ah Qi, if you don't believe me, you can ask Ah Qi, it's absolutely normal, and it's an old man with a long beard!"

Nangong Toshihiko chuckled.

I haven't seen her for many days. The little girl is transforming into Yu Jie and is about to become an immature woman. The mixed atmosphere of youthfulness and maturity is intoxicating.

This stage is fleeting, and soon, she will morph into a butterfly, free and beautiful.

And he is willing to be a hard-working gardener in that garden, cultivating colorful flowers and letting her dance among the flowers.

"I don't believe it, how could you let an old man with a long beard massage?"

The woman in his arms was still jealous.

Nangong Toshihiko let go of one hand, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and proudly said:

"Here, I knew you wouldn't believe it. Look, I asked Ah Qi to take a picture."

Xia Yuan looked up, and sure enough, on the clear picture, it was Nangong Toshihiko lying on the massage table. Although he was not wearing any clothes, a white bath towel was draped around his waist. He rubbed his shoulders.

"Well, well, I believe it."

In fact, Xia Yuan didn't believe it, she was just joking.

Although it happened that he didn't respond when he called back from the United States last time, since Xia Yuan was determined to spend the rest of her life with Nangong Toshihiko, she adopted an attitude of trusting others.

On the contrary, Nangong Toshihiko himself seemed to be paying attention to this aspect.

Otherwise, this time, Ah Qi will never be allowed to take a photo as proof.

"How about it? In order to learn this hand massage technique, Master Ben has put a lot of thought into it. He let him massage for three rounds, and almost broke Ben's bones."

As Nangong Toshihiko said, he made a gesture to hug Xia Yuan.

"Wait, I'll go take a shower and talk about it later."

After eating, with the accumulation of the day, Xia Yuan felt that her body was covered with dirt, and she consciously had to clean it up before facing her lover.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Nangong Toshihiko has obviously taken a shower, a pair of gray casual trousers, a gray pullover of the same type on the upper body, and freshly dried hair, looking refreshing and charming.

When Xia Yuan came out of the shower, Nangong Toshihiko dried her hair as usual.

His slender fingers inserted deeply into her hair, and the slightly curly black hair slid and flowed between his palms. Now blowing Xia Yuan's hair was already a very easy task for Nangong Toshihiko.

He has fully mastered the skill of how to dry hair quickly and without damage, so that Xia Yuan feels that his technique is more comfortable than that of the beauty shop.

Seeing Xia Yuan like a docile kitten, letting him stroke her hair up and down, Nangong Toshihiko's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised, well, once that massage technique is addicted, it must be even more so. Can't stop?
"Woman, come and try my skills!"

Nangong Toshihiko was in high spirits and couldn't wait to pick up Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan's hair was disheveled, hanging down from Nangong Junyan's shoulders, her hair was slightly cool, and she pointed at Nangong Junyan's bare neck, feeling slightly itchy.

Nangong Toshiyan's movements suddenly became so large that Xia Yuan couldn't help "giggling" and laughed. This silver bell-like laughter aroused Nangong Toshiyan's interest even more.

"Come on, it's okay to reward one before the massage!"

Nangong Toshiyan put Xia Yuan on the bed, couldn't help but lie in front of him, and lightly touched her forehead...

After a surge of energy and blood, the two reluctantly separated.

"Can you help me relax?"

Xia Yuan was still a little breathless, but she resolutely left.

"Well, let me show you my real kung fu right away!"

Nangong Toshihiko smiled.

"Pull your clothes back a little!"

"What? No!"

Xia Yuan was startled, and was about to move, but Nangong Toshihiko's big hand had already pulled Xia Yuan's nightgown away from the back, and she only felt a slight chill on her back.

Could it be that Junyan is using the name of massage to do other things like disciples?

Xia Yuan didn't feel offended.

Because she found that Nangong Toshihiko had covered her waist and buttocks with a big towel, and he didn't take advantage of her privacy.

"Close your eyes, relax and enjoy!"

It seemed that Nangong Toshihiko wanted to give his woman a spiritual and material feast.

Next, Xia Yuan felt her hair was gently lifted, and a pair of warm and slightly cool big hands, holding some kind of oily substance, rubbed down from her neck and pushed away along her shoulders.

"Ok!"

Xia Yuan couldn't help but make a sound.

The warmth of the big hand brushed across the skin, that feeling, as if the pores of the whole body were open, and at the same time, the hundred and eight thousand pores in the body were eager for the big hand to strike again...

"It's so comfortable. I didn't expect your technique to be so good. You have been massaged three times!"

Hearing Xia Yuan's praise, Nangong Toshihiko couldn't help laughing secretly.

More than three times, he was almost paralyzed.

The first time is to enjoy, the second, third time...with the purpose of stealing lessons is not to enjoy.

But when he found out that the massage really relieved his fatigue, he immediately thought of Xia Yuan.

However, he was reluctant to let Xia Yuan be touched by others.

Not even women.

Simply, he simply learned this technique and went into battle himself.

Looking at the little girl under his hand making "sisi" sounds of enjoyment, Nangong Toshihiko suddenly felt that his idea was right and it was so worth it.

Encouraged by Xia Yuan, he massaged more vigorously.

After a while, he found that Xia Yuan suddenly stopped moving.

Huh?How is this going?

Could it be that he pressed the wrong acupuncture points and knocked Xia Yuan out?
Nangong Toshihiko panicked for a while, and quickly stopped...

(End of this chapter)