It was a pair of hands containing strength. The palms were very wide, with thick calluses on the palms, and the fingers were thick and long. The thick palms were grinding her delicate skin, which felt a little tingling and numb.

As he rubbed, Yu Wei felt that the temperature inside the room seemed to have increased.

Zhou Changdong's palms became hotter and hotter, and Yu Wei felt that the heat quietly crawled onto her face.

Zhou Changdong Yuguang saw the red clouds on the little girl's cheeks, and his hands slowed down.

He was also uncomfortable, but fortunately he was dressed thickly, so he didn't see clearly at this time, but Zhou Changdong knew that he could not continue, otherwise something would happen.

"Does it hurt?" Zhou Changdong's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were covered with burning light.

A strange feeling arose in Yu Wei's heart. Even though she was bold, she felt a little worried when she saw Zhou Changdong's expression at this time.

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Yu Wei said in a low voice.

Zhou Changdong put her feet into the quilt, pulled her into the quilt, stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Yu Wei nodded, pulled the quilt upwards, covering his face, and it seemed as if it was on fire.

After Zhou Changdong returned to his bed, he didn't fall asleep for a long time.

After waiting for a while, after hearing the sound of even breathing from Yu Wei, he reached out and looked at himself massaging her hands.

Like a piece of warm jade, it makes people yearn for you when you touch it.

Zhou Changdong thought about the feeling when he touched it, and somewhere in his body began to feel uncomfortable again.

There seemed to be a secret in his heart that was untold. Whenever he saw Yu Wei's feet, he felt strange and had some very special emotions.

Although Zhou Changdong denied it in his heart, the actual situation could not deceive himself.

Zhou Changdong recalled that he did not seem to have such a habit before, as if he had only encountered Yu Wei.

Zhou Changdong laughed again.

It seems that I am not addicted to my feet, but to her.

-

Besides, Huang Guihua thought about what Zhou Changdong said after returning to the room. She thought to herself that Zhou Changdong was so spoiling that girl, she did everything for her and didn't let her do anything, all because she was so coquettish that she was so painful.

After Huang Guihua returned, she saw that Zhou Mingtang had already gotten into the quilt, so she took off her clothes and went into the quilt.

We have been married all our lives, Huang Guihua and Zhou Mingtang are not in the same bed, they all sleep in their own sleep.

Huang Guihua thought about what her son said, tried to stretch her feet over, and said with a embarrassed look:

"Press my feet."

She had just come in from outside, and her hands and feet were cold at this time. As soon as she met Zhou Mingtang, Zhou Mingtang shivered and pushed her feet out.

"What are you going crazy?"

Huang Guihua held her breath and said, "I'm cold, cover me!"

"You have a water bottle in your bed, which isn't it warmer than me? You just want to mess with me in a different way."

Huang Guihua breathed so much that she was about to explode. She immediately stretched out her feet and kicked Zhou Mingtang down with a sudden kick.

It can be seen that not everyone can act coquettishly.

-

Before the New Year, every household started to get busy, preparing New Year's goods, making new clothes, and having land from door to door. This year, they were very excited. People who usually didn't want to eat meat also bought two kilograms of meat to satisfy their cravings.

With land and food, their good days are not far away.
Chapter completed!