Half an hour later, a mother and daughter appeared in their underwear, their faces red.
The fact that she is wearing very few clothes suggests that Liu Xiaoli seems even thinner than Liu Yifei. Although Liu Yifei is not fat, there is still a hint of baby fat on her body and face.
Liu Xiaoli's breasts are one size larger than Liu Yifei's. Judging from the traces of underwear, she is not wearing a bra.
After getting drunk, Liu Yifei's eyes were blurry, and after being steamed in the hot water, she could hardly stand. She gave Ye Lengsong a sweet smile, said "good night," and returned to her room to sleep.
For a moment, Ye Lengsong and Liu Xiaoli were the only two people in the living room. The atmosphere was awkward for only a few seconds. The two of them sat on the sofa and chatted together as if they were friends who had known each other for a long time.
Liu Xiaoli looked particularly charming after drinking. The two of them sat very close, and their bodies touched occasionally. Ye Lengsong didn't know how Liu Xiaoli felt, but his penis never softened and was always pressed against his crotch.
After an unknown time, Liu Xiaoli, who was only wearing pajamas, felt a little cold and wanted to return to her room to put on some clothes. Ye Lengsong said, "Xiaoli, your cervical spine is not in good condition. Let me massage it for you."
Liu Xiaoli asked doubtfully: "You also know this?"
Ye Lengsong smiled faintly and said, "I know a little bit." After that, without asking Liu Xiaoli whether she agreed, he held Liu Xiaoli's shoulders and turned her around with her back facing him.
Afraid that Liu Xiaoli would discover his swollen cock, Ye Lengsong just crossed his legs, put one hand on each side of Liu Xiaoli's shoulders, and gently rubbed her shoulder blades for a while, then held Liu Xiaoli's head with his hands and rubbed her slender neck.
"Is it heavy?" Ye Lengsong's head was very close to the back of Liu Xiaoli's head, and his mouth, with hot air and the sweet fragrance of wine, sprayed into Liu Xiaoli's ears.
"Well, just right. I didn't expect your technique to be so authentic." Ye Lengsong's technique was very skillful. Liu Xiaoli did not feel the stiffness or pain but an indescribable comfort.
The fingers returned to the shoulder blades, and every time they kneaded them with more force, Liu Xiaoli let out a soft moan.
It sounds like a moan during sex, but it's the reaction when the shoulders are numb.
Light music is playing in the room. Liu Xiaoli likes to listen to music before going to sleep.
Although this moan is ordinary, it sounds like an aphrodisiac to Ye Lengsong. Liu Xiaoli's moan differs from the sound of a little girl like Jiang Yiyan. It has the charming feeling of a mature woman.
Liu Xiaoli also knew that her moans were just ordinary hums. For example, she would make this sound unconsciously when in pain. But it was particularly harmonious and pleasant in the quiet living room late at night, accompanied by light music playing and the rustling sound of falling snow outside the window.
Liu Xiaoli tried her best to control herself from making any sound, but every time Ye Lengsong pinched the acupoints that numbed her muscles and bones, she still made an involuntary "hmm" sound.
"It sounds so nice..." Ye Lengsong came closer this time, and his hot breath on her ears made Liu Xiaoli tremble.
"Lengsong..." Ye Lengsong's words just now sounded a bit like teasing. Although Liu Xiaoli felt trembling, she still wanted to stop him.
"I mean, the music is wonderful." Ye Lengsong's mouth did not move away and was still very close, but Liu Xiaoli had no intention of letting him leave.
"A bit cold?" Ye Lengsong felt Liu Xiaoli trembling a little, and goosebumps appeared on her skin.
"Well, a little." Liu Xiaoli was very happy with Ye Lengsong's thoughtfulness and sensitivity.
"The living room is too big, and the air conditioner can't reach the high temperature. Let's go to your room." After Ye Lengsong said this, he stood up and helped Liu Xiaoli put on her slippers.
This set of movements and practices was so natural that it seemed as if it was supposed to be this way, and he was supposed to do it.
But even so, the usually robust Liu Xiaoli could not muster the slightest bit of resistance. She obediently put her hands on Ye Lengsong's shoulders, put on her shoes, and let Ye Lengsong hold her hand and walk into the bedroom.
The air conditioner was turned to the highest temperature, and only a bedside lamp was left on in the bedroom. Ye Lengsong also got on the bed, put Liu Xiaoli under the pillow, and sat behind her.
But this time, Ye Lengsong did not cross his legs. Instead, he stretched his legs naturally, pressing them against the outside of Liu Xiaoli's legs.
When kneading again, Ye Lengsong increased the strength of his hands. In the beginning, the bones had to be loosened gently, but now that the blood in the shoulder blades had been activated, he could use heavier strength. Liu Xiaoli also felt more comfortable.
It's just that the moans became more rapid, and without the accompaniment of light music, they seemed louder.
"Xiao Li."
"Um?"
"Relax a little. Why do you feel so tense after entering the bedroom?"
"Um."
Liu Xiaoli found that her heartbeat was accelerating, and the numbness all over her body was getting worse and worse. She was afraid that Ye Lengsong would find out, so she tensed up.
After hearing Ye Lengsong's words, she relaxed again and leaned lightly against his chest.
The aftereffect of red wine is still very strong. Liu Xiaoli didn't let Liu Yifei drink too much, but she and Ye Lengsong drank quite a lot. The high temperature of the air conditioner plus the heat after drinking made Liu Xiaoli initially feel a little cold and sweat again.
Although her mind was very clear, her body was floating, soft and weak. Ye Lengsong's massage made her feel even smoother.
Ye Lengsong's techniques are no longer limited to the cervical vertebrae and shoulder blades but include pressing on the forearms, back, shoulders, and ribs.
The numb feeling made Liu Xiaoli lean on Ye Lengsong's chest unconsciously, and she could even feel Ye Lengsong's strong heartbeat.
The "thump, thump" sound of her heartbeat seemed to knock on her heart, giving her a strange sense of security.
"Ouch, what is that? It pricked me." Liu Xiaoli felt something hard on her back.
Ye Lengsong looked down and said with a smile: "Oh, it's the metal button of my clothes. Wait, I removed my coat and pressed it for you. I was sweating, too."
(If you think of something wrong here, face the wall and think about the past.)
Ye Lengsong also felt a little hot. He had exercised much more than Liu Xiaoli and beads of sweat were already appearing on his forehead.
Ye Lengsong sat back in his seat, wearing only thermal underwear. When Liu Xiaoli leaned over, she could feel his prominent chest muscles.
"What a strong body." This was Liu Xiaoli's first impression.
The close contact with only two pieces of underwear made the atmosphere somewhat charming. Ye Lengsong was perhaps a little tired, so he rested his chin on Liu Xiaoli's left shoulder and kneaded her forearms with both hands.
With the help of the light from the bedside, Ye Lengsong looked down from where his hand rested on Liu Xiaoli's shoulder. First, he saw a cleavage and then the breasts that the small piece of double-breasted pajamas could not cover.
A white and tender area rose, drawing a beautiful arc, and was hidden inside the pajamas.
"She's not wearing a bra!" Ye Lengsong was sure this time because he couldn't see any trace of a bra.