After maintaining a position for a long time, Shen Manting's body stiffened somewhat.
She struggled to stretched out her arms and flexed her hands .
While she was twisting her neck, a large hand was placed on Shen Manting's shoulder.
The warm, thick palm, pressed up on her shoulder neither lightly nor heavily.
Shen Manting was flattered, and her felt her heart beating a little fast.
Feeling bashful and uncomfortable, Shen Manting shook her shoulders and whispered, "You don't need to do that."
But Shen Luo'an did not release, he said, "Do you feel sore here?"
"I'm going to get up."
"Or here?" Shen Luo'an's palm pressed into her waist again.
Shen Manting was still on her period, so she was not feeling very well. .
Being pressed like this, she was so comfortable that she squinted her eyes.
So she just let him do and squinted her eyes to enjoy it.
