Sky-high pillow: the chief domineering substitute bride

Chapter 658 Don't Press Anymore
"I guess it's from the Wang family and the Qiu family. After Wang Feng and Qiu Lin died, they came to our house to make a fuss. Now I guess they want to take this opportunity to hype up and get some benefits. I was behind the reporter just now and saw A person looks a little familiar, but now that I think about it, it should be one of the troubles the Wang family came back to our house last time."

Xia Yuan tried hard to remember.

"Hmph, they think they live too comfortably."

Nangong Toshihiko's rigid jaw line tightened all of a sudden, and those who are familiar with him know that whenever he makes this movement, it means he is determined to do something.

"You don't want to deal with them, do you?"

Xia Yuan asked worriedly.

"For some people, if you retreat an inch, he will advance a foot. For this kind of person, you can only use harsh reality to cut off his progress!"

Nangong Toshihiko obviously already had an idea in his mind.

Seeing him picking up his phone, as if sending some message, Xia Yuan didn't bother him anymore.

The elevator stopped, Nangong Toshihiko was stepping out of the elevator, but saw that Xia Yuan was still in the elevator, he looked away from the phone, and then looked at Xia Yuan.

Only then did I realize that Xia Yuan was pressing the start button of the elevator.

"What is this for? Haven't come out yet?"

"I see you are concentrating on your phone, afraid that you will be caught."

Seeing that he found out, Xia Yuan told the truth.

"Well, Ma'am is the best for me."

The corner of Nangong Toshihiko's mouth twitched upwards, the haze caused by the reporter just now was dispelled by Xia Yuan's small heart-warming gesture.

What is love?What is warmth?

That's it, right?
Every gesture, the subtleties, all sparkle with the warmth of love.

Nangong Toshihiko put the phone in his pocket, bent down and hugged Xia Yuan, and continued the unfinished intimacy just now.

Xia Yuan put her arms around his neck, and seeing that he was easily hugging herself in his arms, she buried her head in his arms, rubbed against his front, smelling the fresh and light scent of rosin that was unique to him, and her whole body immediately felt relieved. Relaxed.

"It's scary!"

Xia Yuan grumbled.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, you don't need to be afraid of anything."

Nangong Toshihiko was surprised, thinking that she was afraid of those reporters, or at a deeper level, those villains who were stalking and shooting in the dark.

Nangong Toshiyan's eyes became deeper, and he couldn't help hugging Xia Yuan even tighter.

"No, I'm not afraid of them. I'm afraid of becoming addicted to you."

Xia Yuan was in Nangong Junyan's arms, feeling his strong muscles and powerful heartbeat, and couldn't help being fascinated for a while.

"Get addicted, I'm responsible for solving your addiction."

After hearing this, Nangong Toshihiko couldn't help laughing out loud.

Low-pitched laughter emanated from his chest, like a low-pitched trumpet in a bellows.

Walking to the door of his apartment, Nangong Toshihiko quickly opened the door, carried Xia Yuan to the sofa, took off her high heels, sat on her head, and pinched her feet.

"When did you steal a teacher to learn art again?"

Xia Yuan felt a sense of relaxation on her feet, and asked involuntarily.

"Well, there is no need to learn this, I watched the video on the Internet."

Nangong Toshihiko chuckled.

Xia Yuan's feet are very delicate, they can be held by big hands, but they are well-defined, unlike some women whose feet can be hidden in shoes, but once they are exposed, they become a major flaw on her body.

Nangong Toshihiko squeezed and pinched, feeling addicted from time to time.

"That's right, it's much easier on my feet now, um, no, I have to take a shower first."

Xia Yuan suddenly found out that Nangong Junyan had pressed her forcibly as soon as she entered the door, and she had no chance to clean it.

"It doesn't matter, you have no taste."

Nangong Toshihiko smiled, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

"Well, for the sake of fairness, let me press it for you too?"

Xia Yuan started to fight back.

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but take his foot out of Nangong Toshihiko's hand, then squatted down, took off Nangong Toshihiko's soft deerskin shoes, and stripped off his gray socks, revealing the same handsome soles.

"Well, okay, I'm going to take a shower."

As expected, Nangong Toshihiko was also afraid.

Who wants to let their lover smell stinky feet?

However, Xia Yuan put his feet in her arms indifferently, and began to massage patiently from the soles of his feet in a decent manner.

The technique is learned now, starting from the feeling Nangong Toshihiko gave her massage just now, it was a bit clumsy and unfamiliar at first, but gradually found the feeling.

Nangong Toshihiko's feet are also delicate, but, after all, a man's feet are stronger and stronger than her slender feet, with a high arch, which looks attractive.

Xia Yuan's tender fingers brushed the rough soles of his feet, and Nangong Toshihiko couldn't help but gasp, he had never felt it before, it turns out that being controlled by the soles of his feet can also make people feel involuntary...

"How is it? Are you comfortable?"

However, Xia Yuan was still winking at this time, throwing a seductive look at him.

"Well, comfortable, very comfortable."

Nangong Toshihiko thought that massaging his body was the greatest enjoyment of relaxation. Unexpectedly, he had never experienced the feeling of having his feet held by Xia Yuan.

"If you're comfortable, just close your eyes and enjoy it!"

Only the feelings of relatives can be so wholeheartedly pressed on his feet like this, right?

Nangong Toshihiko was deeply moved.

Xia Yuan pushed the soles of Nangong Toshihiko's feet, which still felt a little jerky, and the thick skin on the soles of the feet roughened the skin on her tender hands, and the palms turned reddish.

When Xia Yuan saw the handbag thrown on the sofa, she suddenly had an idea.

She opened her hand and took out the moisturizer inside.

She rarely uses makeup, and moisturizer is the ultimate.

Xia Yuan dug out a large piece from the moisturizer box, rubbed it on her palm, rubbed her hands together, pushed it away, and slid it along the sole of her foot.

Now that the soles of my feet have been smoothed, the massage is smoother.

Feeling this silky moment, Nangong Toshihiko completely relaxed his mind, and in his whole consciousness, only Xia Yuan's hand pushing and rubbing was left, constantly grinding along the soles of his feet.

Nangong Toshihiko tried his best to restrain his other impulse, but the more he wanted to control it, the more he thought about it.

Especially every minute and every second, when Xia Yuan pressed her whole foot firmly and landed on it, the energy and blood were soothed and felt very comfortable.

"Stop."

He said hoarsely.

"What? Didn't you press it well?"

Xia Yuan stopped what she was doing, slightly surprised.

"It's not bad, if I go any further, I'm going to lose my temper."

Nangong Toshihiko said with difficulty.

"Fire?" Xia Yuan didn't understand for a while, but when she saw Nangong Toshihiko's blushing face and the aura of trying to restrain herself, she suddenly understood, she quickly stopped, and then hesitated, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

If Nangong Junyan wanted it, she didn't mind giving it to him now.

"Uh, I can bear it." Nangong Toshihiko restrained himself with a strong will, and the sentences in his mouth were broken, "As long as, as long as you don't press it anymore."

(End of this chapter)