Rebirth Space: Eighty Girls

Chapter 290 Sleepy
Su Qingqing poured the medicinal wine into the palm of her hand, then lightly touched the skin on Song Zimo's back, and evenly wiped all the medicinal wine on her palm.

The touch of Song Zimo's skin from her hand, part of the skin without scars and burns is smooth and delicate, but the skin with scars and burns is indeed uneven. No matter whether Su Qingqing touches it with her hand or looks at it, she just feels satisfied. It's distressing, I don't think those scars and burns are ugly!

Song Zimo closed his eyes lightly, his thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he clenched his hands tightly. This was the first time after he was ten years old, except for the doctor, that someone of the opposite sex touched his skin so gently. What's more, this opposite sex is still the girl he likes. This kind of stimulation is probably beyond the control of ordinary men, but Song Zimo's self-control is terrifying.

The warm and soft palms had already applied the medicinal wine evenly for him. At this moment, another hand was on his back. It may be that the medicinal wine had been applied. Now Su Qingqing wanted to help him start massaging to promote the absorption of the medicinal wine.

Song Zimo frowned slightly. It turns out that the feeling of being so intimately contacted by a girl he likes is both stimulating and joyful, but more of it comes from the uncomfortable restlessness deep in his heart.

Everything was ready, Su Qingqing gave Song Zimo a little instruction before starting, "I'm starting! Just hold on! As long as you rub this medicinal wine, the bruise on your back will be much better tomorrow!"

"I'm not afraid of pain, just come here!" Song Zimo replied lightly.

Compared with the pain, what he is more afraid of is that the back is too comfortable. He will hum uncontrollably!

Su Qingqing moved her ten fingers, and then began to rub.

Her method is not formal, but after she improved it, it finally looks a little bit better. At least she tested the effect herself. It is absolutely no problem to reduce swelling and blood stasis. At least it will not make Song Zimo rub more and more serious.

A pair of tender little hands slid back and forth on his back like two little snakes. Song Zimo didn't feel the pain Su Qingqing said, but because of Su Qingqing's way of dredging the blood back and forth, he hummed softly. Come on, fortunately, he has strong restraint in this aspect, and he didn't lose face in front of Su Qingqing.

"There are still 10 minutes to go, and then you take a short rest here, and you will get up again when the medicinal wine takes effect!"

Su Qingqing dredged the blood back and forth, and gave Song Zimo a few presses from time to time. That technique looked like a serious massage master!
Song Zimo hummed and said hello.

Anyway, no matter what Su Qingqing said, Song Zimo had no objection.

In fact, according to the social atmosphere at this time, it is inappropriate for Song Zimo to go to Su Qingqing's room most of the night no matter what he says, and Su Qingqing can't let Song Zimo into the room to talk, let alone leave Song Zimo on her bed to rest. Whatever the reason.

Because if these are seen by others, they will definitely be ashamed of those gossips. If the gossip is serious, it will accompany them for a lifetime, and even affect their work.

Su Qingqing came back from rebirth. In the years of her soul body in her previous life, her head has long been washed by the new era, and Song Zimo lived in a big city before, and the information she received and her cognition of things are not compatible with this backward small place. It's different, and he's eager to have this effect, so that before he works hard to become a capable and powerful man, no one will take Su Qingqing's idea, it's much safer!

Feeling the little hands slipping on his back, Song Zimo imagined that one day, Su Qingqing would take the initiative to extend his hands to him and let him hold them and walk forward together. The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't help but start yearning for it.

Just when he was still thinking about more beautiful pictures, a pair of small hands on his back suddenly stopped sliding!

Not only that, Su Qingqing also withdrew her hands, "I have fully rubbed the medicinal wine into your skin! Take a good rest first, and I will wake you up later!"

Song Zimo endured the strong sense of loss in his heart, and said sullenly: "Qingqing, thank you!"

"You're welcome, rub this medicinal wine once a day, and the bruise on your back will disappear within three days!"

Su Qingqing unscrewed the cap of the medicinal wine bottle and returned it to its original state, then opened the door and went out to wash her hands.

There was one person missing in the room, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

Song Zimo opened his eyes, his face was pressed against Su Qingqing's pillow, and he took a deep breath on it, the charming body fragrance that belonged to Su Qingqing suddenly filled his nostrils, it smelled so good that Song Zimo had a feeling The desire to take Su Qingqing's pillow with her when she leaves later.

It was late at night, and the temperature outside was very low. Su Qingqing quickly washed her hands and went back to the house. When she wanted to get into the warm quilt to keep warm, she suddenly thought that Song Zimo was still lying on her bed. Can sit in a chair and take a break.

Time passed very slowly. She planned to give Song Zimoer 10 minutes to absorb the medicinal wine, but she started to feel sleepy after 5 minutes. After 10 minutes, Su Qingqing fell asleep directly on the table beside her. up.

Song Zimo waited for 15 minutes before he dared to call out tentatively: "Qingqing! Are you sleepy?"

Su Qingqing didn't respond, lying on the table without any response.

Song Zimo then amplified his voice and asked, "Qingqing, are you asleep?"

Su Qingqing was still the same, without any reaction, and her breathing rhythm remained unchanged from the beginning to the end.

Song Zimo hesitated for three seconds, and finally decided on something.

With his upper body naked, he easily got up from the bed. He didn't have the crooked look that he had to be supported by Su Qingqing before!

Song Zimo walked to Su Qingqing's side, lowered his body and approached Su Qingqing's ear, looked at Su Qingqing's tightly closed eyes with a little nervousness, and tried one last time: "Qingqing! Are you going to sleep on the bed?"

Not to mention opening her eyes, Su Qingqing didn't even move her eyelashes, she was really fast asleep.

After Song Zimo confirmed this point, he straightened his waist, his eyes no longer had any scruples, and he looked at Su Qingqing from head to toe unscrupulously, his eyes were full of hidden joy, he First, he touched Su Qingqing's arm to see if he could carry him to the bed to rest without disturbing Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing still didn't respond, as if she had fallen asleep. After getting a satisfactory result, Song Zimo gently hugged Su Qingqing to the princess. Su Qingqing, who looked petite and thin, was as thin as he imagined when she was hugged. It's effortless to hold.

Song Zimo's hands are very regular, and he didn't touch the places that shouldn't be touched. Some things can only be done after the relationship between him and Su Qingqing is further improved. At this stage, he is already very happy to be closer to Su Qingqing.

(End of this chapter)