“I like to have accessibility with you.”

Xiaobai: "(⊙o⊙)"

Looking back at her stupid look, the young coach held his forehead, "Yun Xiaobai, why are you stupid? Press me quickly."

Xiaobai nodded, "Okay..."

However, when I really got the hand and touched his back, I felt a little uncomfortable...

The young man said the words too bluntly, which made her...at a loss.

When he remembered that the young man said he liked her, Xiaobai's chest immediately bumped into the deer and his face began to get hot.

She was glad that the young man was lying down and could not see her face, otherwise she would have been able to see her blushing face at the moment.

"Yun Xiaobai, what are you thinking!" The young coach said in annoyed, "It takes so long to just press a place? Do you like my shoulder blades so much?"

Xiaobai quickly withdrew his hands, tugged his hands tightly, and shook his head violently, "I don't..."

I didn't like his shoulder blades especially...

The young man rubbed his head into the pillow and said dissatisfiedly, "Press quickly."

"Oh." Xiaobai continued to give him a massage honestly.

The bedroom was silent, the man's slender and well-proportioned body was lying on the bed, the woman knelt beside him, and her hair was messyly tied into a bun with a rubber band.

Ningbai's face with a little bit of baby fat was full of seriousness, and her long and slender fingers were circling on the man's back, pressing with moderate force.

This time, Xiaobai persisted for more than 40 minutes before his arm was sore.

Compared to the last half hour, she felt that she had made progress!

"Young Marshal, is it OK?" Xiaobai asked softly, with a look of distress, "My hands are sore..."

"Um." The man murmured vaguely.

The smile climbed up to the corner of his lips, and Xiaobai shook his numb hands, "Then I'll go back first."

"Don't leave!" The young coach reached out and grabbed her wrist, stopping her from getting out of bed.

Xiaobai turned around in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

The young man opened his narrow phoenix eyes and smiled lowly, "I have pressed it for me for so long, and I will press it for you too?"

The young man gave her a massage?

Xiaobai shook his head in a hurry, this was impossible!

How dare she ask the young coach to help her massage? Isn’t that going to ruin her...

"No, no...I don't need to press it. Young Master, please rest, it's time for me to go back to my room."

After speaking in a hurry, Xiaobai broke away from his hand, jumped out of the bed, and left as if he was running away.

Looking at the door that was closed hard by her panic, the young man smiled softly, and finally buried his head back into the soft pillow...

"Yun Xiaobai, what a coward..."

…………

Xiaobai returned to his bedroom, his heart was still pounding, throwing himself onto the bed, and rolled twice with the pillow in his arms.

The young man's tight skin appeared in his mind, his sexy narrow waist, and his whole body seemed to be about to burn.

Sweat in the palms, hot face, blood rushes to the top of the head...

"Oh... Bai Xiaoyun, what are you thinking!" He gave himself a tip to the head, Xiaobai shook off the scenes that shouldn't have appeared, let go of the pillow and went to the wardrobe, took off his clothes and prepared to change into home clothes.

The young man remembered that she probably didn't eat anything for dinner, so he was going to ask her to go downstairs to have some more. Unexpectedly, when he pushed the door open, he saw such a beautiful scene.

Taking off her professional suit and hearing the subtle footsteps, she turned her head and saw the man walking towards her. She was so scared that she screamed while covering her chest with her clothes.

"Ah--!" She retreated repeatedly, "Young Marshal, go out!"
Chapter completed!