Chapter 649: : The cat-like sex-sense pajamas (1)

"Ah! What are you doing?!"
Anhao exclaimed, and instinctively raised his hand to hug his neck. When he realized his movement, he was busy taking his hand off again.
When Zuo Hancheng put down her hand, she took out a hand with the force of leaning against the door, and pulled her hand up and put it on his neck again, and looked at him with a frightened expression. , But at the same time he opened the door and hugged her and walked out.
Anhao could finally take her hand off until she put her on the sofa, but Zuo Hancheng's forced movement of holding her to his neck just now made her heart beat wildly. I don’t know what he did just now. meaning.
Are you afraid that she will fall?
It seems that his arms are very good when he holds her, and there is no possibility of falling.
For a man with a black belly, I really can't think about it in a normal way.
Anhao was sitting on the sofa and still calmed down because of Zuo Hancheng's actions just now. Suddenly he heard a voice, turned his head and saw Zuo Hancheng took the medicine box out and put it on the coffee table in front of her, but he was in there. After turning over, he turned around and picked up the phone to call Lin Qing, who had just left and had not gone far.
She sat on the sofa with a backache and couldn't move. She didn't feel this pain before when she was hospitalized. Now it feels like a sprain instead of the previous fall. As expected, it is not a good thing not to exercise for a long time.
She was flexible when she practiced Taekwondo.
Twenty minutes later, Lin Qing reappeared in front of Anhao and returned with a bag of medicine.
It contained safflower oil, Yunnan Baiyao aerosol, bone-setting water and so on. After Anhao took a look at those medicines, he took a look at Lin Qing. After Lin Qing smiled at her, he turned his head and said: "Zuo Zuo, then I Go back first."
"Well, thanks." Zuo Hancheng didn't look at her, only walked over and picked up the medicine and said casually.
Lin Qing didn't feel embarrassed, and smiled politely at An Hao and then walked out.
As soon as Zuo Hancheng opened the bottle of safflower oil, he immediately raised his hand to pinch his nose: "I can't stand the smell."
However, Zuo Hancheng didn't seem to have heard it, and walked over with a bottle of safflower oil that had already been opened: "Get down."
Anhao looked at him in astonishment: "Huh? I get down?"
Zuo Hancheng's deep eyebrows raised slightly: "Could it be me? My waist didn't hurt."
Anhao is indeed suffering from low back pain now. Anyway, Zuo Hancheng didn’t go to work today, which is not a delay in his work time. After thinking about it for two seconds, she turned her side obediently, enduring the pain in her waist. Slowly lay down on the soft sofa.
Zuo Hancheng immediately sat next to her, lifted the hem of her clothes, and peeled off the edges of her trousers. An Hao knew that his purpose was only to help her wipe the medicine, but he was still a little embarrassed. He twisted slightly: "Okay, don't go down anymore..."
Zuo Hancheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, while pouring safflower oil on her hands and slowly rubbing the heat, and then putting her hands on the place where she had just twisted her waist. There is still some pain now because of the fall. Rub the place back and forth and wipe it.
Although the waist still hurts, the feeling of being rubbed is very comfortable, and although the safflower oil does not taste good, it is hot after applying it. It really relieves a lot.
An was comfortable and just lying on his stomach, closing his eyes and enjoying it for a while and said: "Lin Qing bought so many medicines. You can also try the Yunnan Baiyao and Zhenggu Shui. Why just open the safflower oil? It's really too indescribable..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that her nose was itchy, so she could not sneeze, just raised her hand and rubbed her nose.
Zuo Hancheng’s strength is moderate, and when she was in the hospital before, he knew where she was the most injured and where on her waist hurt the most. An Hao didn’t need to say much at all, his hands were already where she needed the most. Caressed by the rubbing position.
Rubbing and rubbing, feel comfortable, but after all, the person who helped her apply the friction medicine was not the doctor but Zuo Hancheng. After Anhao felt that the pain was no longer so painful, she began to want to join Feifei, feeling Zuo Hancheng caress The passing place is like a burst of current...
The atmosphere is really ambiguous, although Zuo Hancheng is really just helping her rub the medicine, and he really doesn't mean to poke his hands down a little bit more, but he is still uncomfortable and slightly arched. Body.
Zuo Hancheng's hand suddenly stopped: "Does it hurt?"
"Um, no." An Hao didn't look back at him, and continued to lie on his stomach: "This is the first time you have served someone other than yourself, right?"
"Yeah." Zuo Hancheng actually replied: "I sprained my ankle when I was only twelve years old. At that time, the Filipino maid at home helped me rub the medicine and rubbed it. I didn't even enjoy this medicine. treatment."
She just wanted to find a topic to eliminate the embarrassment.
Why does it feel like there is no way to talk about this topic?
Obviously, the uncle has never even served him well in his life, so he has only served you with the attitude of being alone.
After thinking about it for a while, An held up a smile: "Then I am really flattered ha ha ha..."
"You should have been flattered." As Zuo Hancheng spoke, his hand was already on her waist and left.
An Hao thought it was over, and was busy sitting up, but Zuo Hancheng's hand came up again, and she went back on her stomach again, and because of this sudden action, some of the pants that were originally torn off were again. She slid down a little bit, and she felt a cool whistling above her ass. This feeling was really indescribable, so she twisted again: "Well, let me mention the pants..."
As a result, as soon as her voice fell, Zuo Hancheng's hand helped her lift it naturally.
An Hao: "..." Lie weakly on the sofa and completely motionless.
Zuo Hancheng, the two of us were divorced anyway, so your natural movement helped me lift my pants, did you want me to be embarrassed to death?
His hands continued to rub her back on the painful area, and it was obvious that he had just poured some medicine on the back, so he suddenly left her waist.
The room was quiet, but the quiet atmosphere was so weird that Anhao didn't know what to do.
Knowing that Zuo Hancheng has not been as indifferent and unsympathetic towards her for so many years as she had imagined at the beginning, this little heart is already stimulated enough, but he knows exactly how bad-hearted he is in the past few years, so he faces this. She really didn't know how to face this kind of love that was similar to grand.
At least this time, she hasn't thought about it...
The only thing she can feel now is that the hand behind her waist, warm and powerful, caresses the pain she has suffered because of the hardship, and it seems to be the way it should be, there is no embarrassment.