<>A aunt who doesn't even work for medicine can relieve it. Can a man's hands relieve it?

Now, she finally understood...org

That was right. Last moment, she was so painful that she wanted to shrink herself into a ball. Now she had stretched her limbs and was in his arms, feeling comfortable all over.

It seemed that she felt much more relaxed, not as tight as before.

Zhong Nanqin lowered her eyes and asked softly, "Is it better?"

"Well," Su Mian's little head arched in his arms, and the soft voice exuded a coquettish smell, "I feel so comfortable if you do this."

Zhong Nanqin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips and asked her on purpose, "It's more comfortable than a hot water bag?"

"Well, it's much more comfortable than a hot water bag." Su Mian said, looking up at him and asked softly, "Why are you back?"

Zhong Nanqin's chin rubbed her soft hair, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was a little lazy, "He called me."

"Who? Is it white?"

"Well," Zhong Nanqin said softly, "I'm a little worried when you're sick."

Su Mian listened, her heart was both warm and moved.

"Yibai is really sensible," said Su Mian. "I felt so painful before. He kept accompanying me and took the initiative to pour me hot water."

Zhong Nanqin closed his eyes and slowly spoke in her ear, "Are you satisfied with him?"

"Satisfied, I like him very much."

Zhong Nanqin curled his lips, "We, who do you like more?"

Su Mian was stunned, and then her cheeks turned red.

She looked up from his arms, her clear eyes with a little coquettishness, "Why are you still like a child?"

Zhong Nanqin lowered his eyes and met her gaze, with a deep look, "Who is the first in your heart?"

Su Mian was stunned, then remembered what she said to Zhong Yibai that day...

Looking at the serious face of the man beside him, Su Mian couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Zhong, are you actually jealous of your son?"

Zhong Nanqin stared at her with a serious and serious expression. He continued to ask her, "Who is more important, do you think?"

Su Mian teased him, "Of course it's gone. He is so cute and smart."

Zhong Nanqin narrowed his cold eyes slightly and pursed his lips slightly, "Are you sure?"

Su Mian wanted to nod but dared not.

Because his eyes were a little scary.

It was as if she had nodded and admitted that he would do something to her in the next second.

Su Mian couldn't help but shrink her neck, trying to move her body aside and stay away from him.

But before her body moved, the man held her arms and suddenly tightened.

The next second, Zhong Nanqin pulled back his big hand that was stroking her belly, turned over and pressed her under him.

His body was heavy, making Su Mian beg for mercy.

"You crushed me to death," Su Mian reached out to push him away, but unexpectedly, Zhong Nanqin held it with a big hand and fixed it on top of her head.

He leaned over and approached, his lips almost pressing against hers.

"Give you another chance," he said, "if I am not satisfied, I will bear the consequences."

His voice is low and full of irresistible deterrence.

Facing his threat, Su Mian smiled happily.

She looked at the man in front of her and thought he was as cute as a child.

She asked him with a smile, "How old are you this year?"

"Thirty-three, what? I think I'm old?"

Su Mian deliberately teased him, "I'm so old, I..."

Before she could finish her words, her lips were blocked.

Zhong Nanqin seemed to be really angry by her.

He kissed her with great force and rushed straight to the city. As soon as he entered, he hooked her tongue and sucked it hard, making Su Mian beg for mercy.

"Um..." She protested.

But in the next second, he was swallowed up by Zhong Nanqin.

After repeating this several times, Su Mian's body gradually softened.

Feeling her soft body, Zhong Nanqin let go of her hands and hugged her little waist. The force on her lips became gentle and gentle unconsciously.

Su Mian was so confused that he kissed her.

At some point, her hands hooked on his neck and responded to his kiss.

Her initiative pleased Zhong Nanqin.

He kissed her for a long time before he let go of her lips, slid downwards across her slender neck, and landed on her delicate collarbone.

While kissing her collarbone, he raised his hand to unbutton her shirt. As soon as he unbuttoned one, he was about to unbutton the second one, when Aunt Guo's voice came in from outside the door.

"Sir, lunch is ready."

Zhong Nanqin's movements stopped, and Su Mian suddenly woke up.

She lowered her head and saw Zhong Nanqin's big hand placing somewhere on her, and she was so embarrassed that she slapped his big hand away.

She glared at him with her blushing little face.

That look seemed to say, "I'm so uncomfortable, you're still bullying me."

Zhong Nanqin's breathing was a little heavy. He looked at her and then turned over and got out of bed.

Standing beside the bed, he calmed down his breathing, and then said to Aunt Guo outside the door, "Let's go down right away."

Aunt Guo asked him, "Is Teacher Su good? Do you want to bring the food?"

"No, you go down first."

"OK."

After Aunt Guo left, Zhong Nanqin turned around and looked at the girl who wrapped herself in the quilt, looking dissatisfied with desire.

He spoke, his voice not the same as the seriousness he had just spoken to Aunt Guo, but was low and sexy.

"One day, I will die in your hands."

Su Mian exposed her eyes from the quilt, revealing a bit of pitiful grievance, "It's obvious that you are asking for your own fault."

Her words made Zhong Nanqin's eyes stern.

The next second, he leaned over and supported his hands on both sides of her body.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips tightly pursed, "I don't mind fighting bloody battles anymore."

Su Mian's eyes were wide open, and she was annoyed by him, but she didn't dare to say anything again.

He just stared at him with his eyes and stared at him hard.

This bad man.

She looked so cute when she stared at him.

Zhong Nanqin curled the corners of his lips slightly, and his voice became gentle, "Get up and have a meal?"

Su Mian naturally didn't dare to say no, so he nodded vigorously and was about to get up.

Just as he raised his upper body, Zhong Nanqin lifted the quilt open, and the next second, he picked her up.

Su Mian was startled and hooked his neck with both hands.

The voice trembled a little, "What are you doing?"

Suddenly, she was startled.

Zhong Nanqin glanced at her, turned around and hugged her out, "Go downstairs to have a meal."

When Su Mian heard that he wanted to hold him like this, he immediately pushed him with his hand, "Let me down."

When Aunt Guo saw her, would she still live?

She was not like him, and she was as thick as a city wall.

Zhong Nanqin ignored her and hugged her and walked downstairs.

Su Mian raised her hand and pinched her arm. In the end, she didn't pinch him, but instead pinched her fingers sorely.

"Zhong Nanqin," she called his name angrily, "Put me down quickly."

Zhong Nanqin hugged her and walked forward with great strides, lowered his eyes to her, and curled his lips, "You have to get used to it."
To be continued...