Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 237

Ming Youyin's whole body burned up after being kissed.

She has a feeling that if this is not a public place, and her Brother Zhan is a man with a particularly social conscience, she will definitely be given something by Brother Zhan in the hot spring pool.

At the last moment, Zhan Yunting let her go, moved a step, and lay down on the hot spring pool, letting the cool white marble pool cool off his excessive body temperature, and also cover a part of his body that was ready to go.

"Yinyin," he said, half lying on the edge of the pool, his voice a little hoarse: "Can you massage?"

"Oh oh oh," Ming Youyin's whole body seemed to burn with embarrassment, and she stuttered, "Yes, a little bit..."

Zhan Yunting didn't speak anymore, Ming Youyin certainly understood what he meant.

She leaned forward, put her little hands on his shoulders, and massaged him the same way she massaged her father before.

The muscles on his body are hard, but the skin is soft and slippery, it doesn't feel good to the touch.

This is not massage, this is welfare, okay?
Ming Youyin couldn't help being slightly nympho, her face turned even redder, looking at the thin and perfect body under her hand, she felt like she wanted to bow her head and kiss her.

It took her a lot of effort to restrain her impulse and give Zhan Yunting a massage in a proper manner.

After pressing for a while, her hands were slightly sore, but she could still hold on.

Before she could say she was tired, Zhan Yunting had already stood up straight and turned to look at her, "Swap."

Ming Youyin was stunned, "Huh?"

Zhan Yunting chuckled, "I came to the hot spring with you, not to let you be my maid."

Ming Youyin came back to her senses, "Oh oh oh."

Brother Zhan wants to give her a massage!
The image of Zhan Yunting pressing her body back and forth flashed across his mind for an instant... um... so shy.

"Why don't you want it..." She blushed and refused, "I'll just make bubbles."

"It's very comfortable to press," Zhan Yunting said involuntarily, wrapping his arms around her waist, turning her back to him, and pressing her against the wall of the pool.

His hands were like iron hoops, bound by him, Ming Youyin couldn't move at all.

She was lying on the wall of the pool, with her head resting on her elbow, half of her cheek was hidden in her elbow, and her body was very comfortable soaking in the warm hot spring water.

Zhan Yunting put his powerful hands on her shoulders, and gradually massaged from her shoulders down.

Ming Youyin had never been to a massage parlor before, but after being pressed by Zhan Yunting, she suddenly realized why the ancient landowners and landlady women liked so much little maids who beat their shoulders and legs.

It's so comfortable!

Zhan Yunting's hands are very strong. When pinching his body, it hurts a little at first, but after a while, it becomes a kind of comfort that makes people want to sigh, feeling that the pinched muscles and bones are loosening bit by bit.

Being pinched and pinched, Ming Youyin felt an urge to apply for an annual card for the massage business of the club.

Zhan Yunting stood behind Ming Youyin, looking at the young and slender body in front of him.

When he pressed it, the soft and elastic touch made his fingertips tingle like an electric shock.

A certain part of the body suddenly became more painful.

He was clearly not massaging his girlfriend, but masochistic.

But he still calmly and step-by-step massaged Ming Youyin's whole body. The strength was neither light nor heavy, without ups and downs. No one could tell from his massage movements and strength how hard he was enduring at the moment.

After the massage, the two sat side by side by the pool and soaked comfortably for a while.

The staff of the manor prepared various fruits and snacks by the pool. Ming Youyin took a coconut, saw the straws next to it, and put two straws into the coconut on a whim.

Holding the coconut, she moved closer to Zhan Yunting, bit one of the straws, and looked up at Zhan Yunting.

Her eyes fluttered, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her lively and fragrant eyes were like a small charged hook, hooking Zhan Yunting's heart numbly.

Zhan Yunting reached out to take the coconut from her hand, and took another straw in his mouth.

Ming Youyin sipped the coconut juice, thinking it was the sweetest coconut juice she had ever drank.

She put her arms around Zhan Yunting's neck, and there was an enthusiastic smile around her mouth as she bit the straw.

Being with the one she loves, even a little thing can make her feel full of happiness and satisfaction.

So, what the book says is right, it doesn't matter what you do, what matters is who you do it with.

Being with the person you like, even if you are pressing the road on the empty road in the middle of the night, it has a special feeling.

Whatever she wants, Zhan Yunting cooperates and fully indulges her little daughter's romantic feelings.

The two soaked for nearly two hours, and Ming Youyin was a little dizzy after soaking, and then reluctantly left under Zhan Yunting's urging.

Zhan Yunting saw her reluctance, rubbed her head amusedly, "I will come here often in the future, good boy!"

Ming Youyin's eyes lit up immediately, and she stretched out her little finger: "Pull the hook."

"If you don't pull the hook, you won't break your promise." Even though he said this, Zhan Yunting stretched out his little finger to hook her.

Ming Youyin jumped into his arms, hugged his neck, swayed her body and acted like a baby: "Brother Zhan, why are you so good? Why are you so good left to me? I'm so lucky !"

Zhan Yunting smiled lowly and stroked her back: "Do you think I'm old?"

He is actually not very old, he is not yet 30 years old, and he is in his best years.

But compared to the 20-year-old Ming Youyin, she is indeed a bit older.

If there is a gap every three years, there are already two gaps between him and Ming Youyin.

"There's nothing wrong with being older!" Ming Youyin hooked his neck, hung on him, and looked up at him with a radiant face: "Many girls are controlled by uncles! It will hurt when you are older." People, feel safe!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, and the expression on her face was a little bit coquettish, delicate and pretty, making people love her.

His heart was weak, and his voice was extremely soft, "Are you an uncle?"

"I'm not uncle control," Ming Youyin put his arms around Zhan Yunting's neck, and smiled coquettishly, "I'm Zhan Yunting control! I'm not fascinated by other uncles, only miniature!"

The smile in Zhan Yunting's eyes became more obvious. He kissed her on the lips, and gently stroked her bright red lips with his fingertips: "The mouth is so sweet, huh?"

"No more!" Ming Youyin was shy, "I'm telling the truth! I just like you, very much!"

She looked up at him, her clear eyes were clean and hot.

Being watched with such pure and eager eyes by the girl he likes, Zhan Yunting's heart has never been softer, and he finally knows what it means to be a hero with a short breath and a son with a daughter.

He never thought before that his heart could still be so soft.

I want to hold her and coax her all the time, stay by her side all the time, and never separate for a moment.

It's a pity...he still has unfinished responsibilities.

Always be separated for a while.

I can only take advantage of this short period of cultivation and spend a few more days with her to make her happy.

In the evening, they stayed in the hot spring manor for one night.

The next day, Zhan Yunting took Ming Youyin to a villa under Mo Bai's name.

(End of this chapter)