C797 You Are Not Allowed to Think about My Man!

Yun Wan unhappily laid on the bed. Lih Hanxiao sat by the side of the bed, his hands clasped together and rubbed.

Only when his palms were all boiling hot did he touch Yun Wan's waist and gently knead it.

"Ah... it's so sour..."

"Ah, be gentler."

"It's too light, be heavier."

"Right, the left side, ah... that's the position."

"En, it's comfortable..