"Uncle Second, my father didn't let me order wax and sew things at night, saying that my eyes were prone to deterioration." Tang Huan whispered to him.

Song Mo thought, "Oh, then you..."

Tang Huan pounced on him like a spoiled person, "Second uncle, don't be polite to Jinzhi. You take care of me so much, Jinzhi wants to be filial to you. I used to rub my father's shoulders, but now he's gone... I only have the second uncle and one relative to him, so I can't be filial to him. Second uncle, can you not be so polite to me? If you are polite to me, I will feel that you actually mind grandma's affairs in your heart and don't treat Jinzhi as your niece..."

In the darkness, her warm breath rushed towards her, and her soft breasts pressed against him, and Song Mo was stiff and unable to move. As for what she said, he heard it, but he seemed to have not heard it. The only thought in his mind was to agree to her. If she agreed, she would get up, "Okay, then Jinzhi would help Uncle Second, rub his shoulders."

"Well, then Uncle Second Sit up quickly!"

Tang Huan stood up happily.

Song Mo felt relieved and slowly sat up, cross-legged, and his back was facing her.

Tang Huan leaned behind him, grabbed his collar with his little hand and took it down: "Uncle Second, it will take a little harder to massage through the clothes. Take off the middle clothes, hehe, the room is dark, and the second uncle doesn't have to feel embarrassed. Besides, I remember my father said that my mother died early, grandma doesn't like me, and dad often doesn't have time to care about me. When I was a child, the second uncle was the second uncle. I have done anything about hugging me and swearing and bathing me... If the second uncle was embarrassed in front of Jinzhi, would Jinzhi be ashamed to see the second uncle in the future?"

Song Mo was amused and crying.

Can this be confused? At that time, she was young, so he didn't have to worry about what others said when he gave her a bath. Now that the niece is old, if you don't mention having her bare shirt, letting her rub her shoulders, even if the two of them live together in the same room will be criticized if it is spread, right?

He wanted to refuse.

Tang Huan knew that he was not so easy to let go, so he hugged his strong shoulders with a thick face, "Second uncle, just promise Jinzhi, Jinzhi, Jinzhi wants to respect you as filial to my father!"

Could it be that my niece has not accepted the death of my elder brother and has put her father-daughter relationship on him?

Song Mo was thinking randomly and couldn't bear to agree for a moment. He closed his eyes and took off his clothes.

"Uncle II is so nice. Then I'll start rubbing you. If it feels so good, Uncle II will tell me!" Tang Huan pulled the pillow and knelt on it, put his hands on his shoulders, and rubbed them hard.

Song Mo was very surprised. Apart from the strange stimulation she encountered at the beginning, he quickly felt the comfort of his body relaxing. The niece's hands were just right, and she seemed to be used to helping someone rub it.

My elder brother used to make his niece filial?

Song Mo felt a little strange, but he thought for a moment that since the eldest brother can do it, he doesn’t have to be too restricted as the second uncle. He is in his own house. If he doesn’t tell his niece, how could others know? Besides, they are not afraid of being ruthless in their bodies, and they are filial to their second uncle. It’s normal for them to be filial to their niece.

My tense heart relaxed, and the object that had been standing erect below also rested.

Tang Huan noticed his changes and asked him with a smile: "Uncle Second, are you comfortable?"

Song Mo nodded.

Of course it felt comfortable, Tang Huan complained in her heart. She did not have martial arts skills, but after all, she had learned the acupoints of human body. She knew which acupoints were comfortable and which were so painful that they were dead. She even massaged her master when she was a child. Later, the master gave her a set of massage skills, saying that it was pressed on a man. Unless she was born without being lifted, no man would be hard.

She smiled quietly, "Uncle Second, I'll rub your waist and back, too?"

People are born to enjoy comfort. After taking the first step, they are immersed in the filial piety of their niece. Song Mo, who calmed down, naturally no longer objected, "Okay, but you have little hands, just press them twice, don't be tired. Now the second uncle is very comfortable."

Tang Huan said a pun: "Don't worry, the second uncle, your niece will make you feel more comfortable."

As he said that, his slender jade hand slowly moved downward, pressing three fingers between his left and right hands together, and the woman's red lips vented ambiguously at the man's spine, and his fingers exerted force at the same time: "Uncle Second, is it comfortable here?"

“Yeah…comfortable.”

The man's shoulders, which had been lowered, raised his waist and back, and his breathing was messy. "Jinzhi, Uncle Second, Uncle Second, you should go to bed early, right?" He put one hand between his legs and secretly pressed it to prevent himself from screaming. There seemed to be a heat in his body. Every time she pressed her finger, the flame became stronger, making him almost unbearable to bear it. His mind was full of shame and taboo scenes that were unpredictable.

Tang Huan was surprised and regretful: "Is this place comfortable? Unfortunately, I never touched this place when I helped my father press his back..."

Song Mo could hardly hide his breathing. No wonder, if he had touched him, his elder brother would never ask his niece to help him anyway.

"Jinzhi, second uncle, second uncle..."

Song Mo could no longer hold on and suddenly got up and jumped off the ground: "Uncle Second, go out, go to bed first!" After that, he rushed out like a wind.

Tang Huan pounced on the quilt and bit the quilt to block his laughter.

She dared to bet that Song Mo must have gone outside to solve the problem himself!

Under the wall of the backyard of the Song family, Song Mo faced the wall, took off his pants with one hand and held him with the other, and moved quickly. His eyes were closed, and an inaudible breath came from his slightly opened lips. All his niece's bright and shy breasts and buttocks were waving. Her seductive massage was still on his back, and her delicate whisper echoed in his ears.

"Second uncle, are you comfortable?"

He is uncomfortable!

Song Mo accelerated his movements like venting, and Yu was humming and ejaculated at the moment!

The author has something to say: Cough cough, actually Song Mo is very lucky. Now it is torture, and he will enjoy it in the future. Our Huanhuan technology is good~

I'll comment on it. Don't always throw a grenade.

Layasu threw a mine
Chapter completed!