The son-in-law who has returned for thousands of years

It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night, but Xu Ping and Jiang Yibai were still talking quietly.

Although after Xu Ping's last massage, the lesions on her waist no longer recurred, and she never had a headache again, but the kinks in the meridians still existed, and she would feel pain from time to time.

However, Xu Ping's hand seemed to have magical powers, as long as it touched her waist, it seemed to take away all the pain!

However, because Chu Jin was at the side, she didn't dare to make too much noise, so she could only grit her teeth tightly.

Xu Ping saw that Jiang Yibai was feeling uncomfortable, so he persuaded him in a low voice: "How about going to another room and pressing it for you?"

He really didn't want to massage Jiang Yibai here, Chu Jin was less than half a meter away, and even her slight breathing could be heard clearly.

And I was sitting on another woman, skin to skin!

If Chu Jin wakes up, he doesn't know how to end it!

However, Jiang Yibai seemed to have no idea about these things at all, and shook his head stubbornly: "I don't care, I will be here."

Xu Ping sighed: "Then tell me, why do you insist on asking me to give you a massage here?"

Jiang Yibai didn't speak, but slightly raised his buttocks, so that it would be easier for Xu Ping to press them.

Xu Ping had no choice but to continue to press Jiang Yibai silently.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yibai twisted her slender waist, and said to herself, "It's a little uncomfortable to press with a layer of bath towel."

"Xu Ping, help me untie the towel."

When she said this, her voice visibly trembled.

Xu Ping swallowed, in front of such a glamorous woman, he could no longer care that Chu Jin was beside him, and said softly, "Really?"

"Ah."

With Jiang Yibai's sound, the mosquitoes were faint.

Xu Ping took a deep breath and untied the knot on Jiang Yibai's back.

A whole ivory-like back was completely exposed!

Under the moonlight, Jiang Yibai's slender and sensual back was covered with a layer of silver light.

Like a goddess on a snow mountain.

Without any distance, Xu Ping's hand touched Jiang Yibai's skin.

He couldn't help slowing down the movements of his hands, stroking every bit of it carefully, as if he was playing with a piece of mutton fat jade.

"Xu Ping...what are you doing? Why didn't you press it?"

Xu Ping's gentle touch made Jiang Yibai, who was already shy, feel very embarrassed.

"fine."

Xu Ping smiled and regained strength in his hands.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Xu Ping seemed tireless, and kept pressing Jiang Yibai's back with his hands.

A vague atmosphere spread between the two of them.

No one said it, but the two of them clearly knew it in their hearts—the other thought so too.

This kind of atmosphere accumulated more and more intensely, and became more and more obvious, almost making both of them's breathing difficult.

"Xu Ping..."

Jiang Yibai was the first to break this tacit atmosphere.

She grabbed Xu Ping's hand and turned her head. Her eyes seemed to be full of clear water, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.