696. Chapter 696 The Posture Is Very Ambiguous (2)

What was even more embarrassing was that Luo Yichen's right hand was placed squarely on her lower abdomen, and he moved it around in circles.

Although she knew that this was his usual way of rubbing her belly in the past. Although she was sleeping just now, she felt the heat from his palm, which relieved her heartbreaking pain.

But such a posture is as ambiguous as it gets. If she had known this, she would rather not wake up.

Luo Yichen, however, had already noticed her subtle movements and asked in a low voice: "Are you... awake? Are you feeling better? You just kept complaining that you were cold. I just wanted to help you warm up. I have no other ideas... …”

"Yes." Su Rourou responded vaguely, her little body tensed up and she didn't even dare to move, for fear of touching some "sensitive" parts of his body.

Luo Yichen looked much more relaxed and casual than her, and continued to massage her lower abdomen with his big palm: "It's okay, you continue to sleep, and I will continue to massage it for you."

"No... no need, I'm already fine." Su Rourou quickly held down his hand that was spinning in circles, but was immediately burned and took her hand back.

His hand... was so hot, so hot, as hot as a soldering iron, which made the already scorching temperature in the bed rise a few more points.

"It's so hot, so hot." Su Rourou wiped the sweat from her forehead and tried to lift the quilt to dispel the heat inside, but was held down by Luo Yichen's hot hands.

"Don't... it won't be good if you catch a cold at this time. I'd rather be warmer." His voice brushed against her ears softly, making her face feel a little hotter.

Su Rourou bit her lower lip tightly, thinking about the same question over and over again in her messy mind: Even before coming to her house tonight, she still paid attention to keeping a distance from him. When did the painting style change and the relationship between them become so ambiguous?

What's even more damning is that she actually let him hold her and didn't push him away or kick him down? Maybe it's because she is too weak now, maybe because she really needs a warm embrace...

What she didn't want to admit was that all of this was actually an excuse she made for herself.

Luo Yichen's hand gently covered her big open eyes: "Close your eyes and continue to sleep. You should get more rest at this time."

Later, Su Rourou fell asleep again. His originally pale complexion suddenly turned a lot more rosy, as if he had almost recovered.

Listening to her even breathing, Luo Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, the big hand placed on her lower abdomen was still reluctant to move away, moving it constantly...

This time, instead of moving in circles, it gradually moved up, and then gradually moved up...

He kept warning himself in his mind: No, no, my current route is Nuan Nan plus Liu Xiahui, and I absolutely, absolutely cannot deviate from this route.

But at the same time, there was another voice saying: It doesn't matter, she is just like a pig when she is sleeping, she will not feel it. Just a moment, just a moment secretly...

While he was still struggling, his uncontrollable hand had already covered the softness of her chest. His dark pupils suddenly tightened, and his whole body seemed to be hit by electric current instantly, and his breathing became rapid.

He kept warning himself in his mind: No, no, just touch it, no more!

But another voice jumped out and said: It doesn't matter, what's the difference between one stroke and two or more strokes?