roccoschili Chapter 712 Little Cherry is Spoiled
Chapter 712 Little Cherry is Spoiled
It seems that this is the special way of communication between the brother and sister!
She stuffed the phone back into her bag and got up to take a shower.
When he came out of the shower, he saw Shang Aiying fell under the bed.
Half wrapped in the quilt, the other half still on the bed.
Han Ting: “…”
This habit of tossing and turning in sleep has not changed at all!
His bed is so big, she could fall into it!
He took a few big steps over and carried her back to the bed.
Shang Aiying didn't know if it was because she drank too much and her stomach was upset, so she tossed and turned and fell down.
Feeling the man's embrace, she dazedly grabbed his big hand and pressed it against her stomach.
She murmured, "Brother Han Ting, my stomach is uncomfortable, please help me."
Han Ting: “…”
His palm was soft, and his voice sank a few degrees for a moment: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Here, it's swollen, uncomfortable, and soft."
She murmured, grabbing his large hand and slipping it inside her clothes, placing it directly on her belly.
Han Ting: “…”
The warm touch made his heart tremble and his throat tighten unconsciously.
It took him a while to calm down, and he helped her soften it with moderate force.
You can't drink, but you still follow others and drink. You deserve it!
Although he was angry, he controlled the strength of his hands just right and gently helped her to soften it.
The stagnant coldness dissipated, and she felt much more comfortable.
I pulled his hand up in a daze.
These days were the eve of her period, and her chest felt swollen, like a hard stone.
Holding his big hand, she pressed forward and murmured, "It's swelling here too, Brother Han Ting, Rourou..."
Han Ting: “…”
His face froze, and his whole body seemed to have been acupunctured, and he couldn't move for a long time.
Shang Aiying was dissatisfied and said angrily: "Brother Han Ting, please help me!"
He clapped his big hands in great dissatisfaction.
Han Ting: “…”
His eyes suddenly surged like a dark sea.
Little Cherry is very delicate. Not only does she feel excruciating pain when she has her period, but even on the eve of her period, her heart can become as hard as stone.
During the year they were together, he helped her every time.
Help her massage it bit by bit to make her qi and blood flow smoothly.
We haven't been together for these years, and I wonder which man is doing this job.
Since she likes male models so much, does she usually ask male models for help?
Han Ting was thinking randomly, and the fire in his eyes became even stronger.
The big hand she was holding did not pull away, but the other hand pinched her chin and pressed down on her.
He pinched her little face and asked, "Miss Shang, do you usually like to ask for help like this?"
He was so strong that it hurt her.
His dizzy mind cleared up a bit and he opened his eyes drowsily.
She met the man's deep eyes that were like surging magma.
She murmured, "Brother Han Ting..."
Han Ting clenched his large hand inside, his voice hoarse: "Do you usually ask men for help like this?"
Shang Aiying cried out in pain and said angrily, "What are you doing? It hurts!"
"Let me ask you, do you usually ask men for help like this?"
"What help?"
She was still drunk and her brain couldn't work at all.
"This helps."
He exerted a little force with his big hands.
"what--"
She cried out in pain again.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she angrily said, "It hurts!"
"You still like to invite men when you're in pain? Isn't Miss Shang both in pain and happy?"
Although he said harsh words, he unconsciously relaxed the strength of his hands.
Shang Aiying suddenly felt comfortable and hummed unconsciously.