Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

Lu tingwan's eyes widened and looked at him incredulously, "what are you talking about? Did you wipe it for me this morning?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

"Well, the ointment is very cold. Don't you feel it?" Lu Yanxiu asked her, looking serious, as if it wasn't something that made him feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"You," Lu tingwan almost turned his eyes when he heard what he said.

It turned out that he rubbed the medicine for herself. No wonder she always felt strange. Sometimes she felt hot and sometimes she felt cool. She couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

She always felt something coming out. She thought it was him. It was still there

"What's shy? I haven't seen anything about you. I haven't seen you for so many years since I was a child. What's embarrassing about me?" Lu Yanxiu comforted her.

Lu listened for a long time and couldn't say a word.

"I'll wash my hands," he said. He was about to wash his hands. After two steps, he stopped again, looked back at her and asked, "do you need to go to the bathroom first?"

Lu tingwan grabbed the quilt and covered himself.

Lu Yanxiu smiled silently and turned to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When I came out, I saw Lu tingwan still covered with a quilt.

He went over and wiped his hands. Then he took the ointment and sat down at the end of the bed. He lifted the quilt covering her leg.

"Put your legs up and open them," he said.

Lu listens to Wan's legs shaking, but he doesn't respond.

Lu Yanxiu looked at her, directly started himself, grabbed her ankle and put her two legs up.

"Relax, what are you doing with such a tight clip?" Lu Yanxiu wanted to separate her legs, but Lu tingwan clamped her.

Lu listens to the evening helplessly, but is relaxed. Lu Yanxiu grabs his ankle and opens his legs. Then he lifts his nightgown.

Lu tingwan hugged the quilt on his face and hid his face in the quilt.

Lu Yanxiu took another funny look at her and faded her inside.

Lu tingwan was so nervous that he subconsciously tightened his small ass, curled up his toes and clung to the sheet.

Lu Yanxiu opened the ointment and was squeezing the medicine. Suddenly he heard her collapse: "can you knock me out with a stick?"

"What are you talking about?" she was stuffy in the quilt. Lu Yanxiu didn't hear what she said.

Lu tingwan didn't say anything again.

Looking at him clutching the toes of the menu, Lu Yanxiu raised his hand and slapped her on the white and tender thigh.

"Relax, why are your legs closed again, isn't it cold?" he said without beating.

Lu tingwan was hit with a dull hum by his heavy slap, and his small ass shrank again and again.

She wanted to kick him, kick him out.

"I swear you don't want to meet me again."

She shouted and screamed angrily, but she was stuck in the quilt. Lu Yanxiu still didn't hear clearly. Even if she heard clearly, she would pretend not to hear clearly.

He looked at Lu tingwan's reopened legs, his Adam's Apple moved up and down, and his whole body was a little hot.

Lu Yanxiu, such a traditional man, said it was impossible not to feel ashamed.

However, it is impossible for him to show it in front of Lu tingwan, because two people are embarrassed together, which will only be more embarrassing.

As long as he pretends not to be embarrassed, there's nothing to be shy about.

"You, have you cut your nails?" Lu listened to the night nervously.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly." Lu Yanxiu asked her.

"Did I say you cut your nails?" Lu tingwan asked him again, sweating with boredom.

"I don't have nails. I just said I gave you medicine once in the morning," Lu Yanxiu said.

"Hurry up," Lu tingwan said in a hurry.