After Lin Xiaoming walked away slightly, he quickly took a deep breath and rubbed his hands on her waist.

Bi Jun couldn't help but tremble, not because he was afraid or pain, but because he felt comfortable!

After the last time she was massaged in the dormitory, she not only felt comfortable, but also slept well for several nights. She even dreamed of Lin Xiaoming giving her massage from time to time.

Lin Xiaoming had no idea about Sun Qingqing, nor did he have Bi Jun either, so although his hands fell on her smooth and slender waist, he felt no worries in his heart.

The eyes were observed, the nose was observed, and the nose was observed to give her concentration to treat her. Her hands followed the acupoints on her waist and began to move slowly, sometimes press and rub, sometimes push and pull, sometimes pinch and press, or alternately, single or continuous.

The movements and postures are numerous but very rhythmic. Bi Jun made her waist sore, soft, crispy and numb, but she was already in love with this experience, so she not only didn't feel uncomfortable, but she was enjoying it too much.

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At the beginning, she was still awake and knew that a group of subordinates were still outside, so she tried hard to restrain herself from making noises.

But when Lin Xiaoming's hand finally landed on the lesion between the sacral vertebrae, she couldn't control herself and hurriedly covered her mouth. But even so, her suppressed voice still came from her fingers.

"Um~~"

As Lin Xiaoming's strength increased, she lost control, couldn't help but let go, and her voice became louder.
Chapter completed!