Mr.Li's good wife delivered the door

Qiao Siyu was pulled by him, and her whole leg was on his leg. She was wearing a Capri. When her legs overlapped, she could feel the heat from his legs. For a moment, her heart jumped and her face burned immediately.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!"

His feet were firmly grasped by his big hands. When the warm palm wrapped her cold feet, Josie's heart crossed a little differently, which made her a little uneasy.

Li mochuan's attention was on Qiao Siyu's feet. He didn't see her red face and shy eyes. He just saw her struggling restlessly and didn't cooperate at all. A face suddenly cooled down, "don't move around. If you move again, I'll kiss you..."

Josie said: "..." what else can he do except threaten!?

However, this threat worked after all. Qiao Siyu really didn't dare to move again. Li mochuan couldn't say what it was like in his heart. His purpose was not to threaten her because she didn't obey, but when she was threatened, he tangled again.

Damn it, just don't want to be kissed by him?

In the twinkling of an eye, Li mochuan smiled bitterly at the bottom of his heart. Since when did he start to contradict Li mochuan.

In the small space, except for the heartbeat of the two people, it is particularly quiet.

Li mochuan looked down at Qiao Siyu's slender jade feet and finally understood why some men have foot fetishism. Her feet are smaller than his hands. Although her feet are very thin, each toe is full and moist. She is especially cute in the dim light.

The soft, smooth touch made his heart tremble, a familiar heat appeared in his body, and his throat moved uncontrollably.

Aware that the temperature in Li mochuan's palm was getting hotter and hotter, Josie coughed nervously, "what do you want to do?"

Is there nothing wrong with this man!? I've been looking at her feet for a long time. She's a little numb.

Li mochuan didn't answer Qiao Siyu's question, but forced himself to stop thinking, took out the medicine and applied it to Qiao Siyu's injured ankle, and then reached out and massaged it gently.

"Hiss..." Qiao Siyu took a deep breath in pain and subconsciously wanted to take back his feet, but Li mochuan pulled him back, "it's right to know the pain. Be more calm in the future!"

Although the tone is very bad, the movement on the hand is a lot softer.

Qiao Siyu is so big that no one has been so kind to her except her mother and Jin Zichen, but her mother died a long time ago, and Jin Zichen has been busy recently, so after her foot was injured, she basically applied medicine and massage herself.

Now when she saw Li mochuan massaging herself carefully, she was really moved, but only moved.

At this time, Li mochuan felt a little uncomfortable. He never knew that he would have such a reaction if he just touched Qiao Siyu's foot. The idea of wanting her became stronger and stronger.

Afraid of the collapse of his reason, he quickly put on slippers for Qiao Siyu and stuffed the ointment into her hand. "This ointment has a good effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Apply it three times a day and massage it. Your feet will be well soon."

"..." why did you pull her here in the middle of the night to give her a box of ointment? However, he was always kind, so Qiao Siyu put the ointment away, "thank you, President Li..."