Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Nan Qiao raised his eyelids lightly and slowly stopped his hand following Shang Ce's unobvious strength.

Although the slapping movement stopped, the hand did not move away. It was still clenched on his hip, with the five fingers spread out, and every inch from the fingers to the palm of the hand was close to him.

Shang Ce can naturally feel it, but in this situation, regardless of whether he has the strength or not, as long as he moves, it will definitely rub against Nan Qiao's palm.

What's the difference between that and actively giving yourself to her?

Do you want to be pressed and rubbed, or do you take the initiative to send someone to rub you? After careful consideration, Shang Ce finally made all the moves.

"General, please tell me what you did wrong."

Nan Qiao gently rubbed the soft flesh under his palms that could be felt hot even through a layer of fabric, and finally got to the point.

It was tight at the beginning, but after this round of slapping, it felt like dough that had been kneaded softly. All the arrogant spikes were smoothed away by the slaps, and it gradually became docile and snuggled softly into the palm of the hand. Inside, it's round and straight, and feels good in the hand.

Kneading and beating are naturally different, and they are in such a special place. Nan Qiao moved, and a weird numb and itchy feeling mixed with pain spread all over the tail vertebrae.

Shang Ce's eyes widened slightly, and his back froze because of Nan Qiao's movements.

"Speak." Nan Qiao didn't feel that his actions were excessive at all, and ignored him. Someone who was shocked or frightened again gently pinched him and reminded him.

The area that had been red and swollen for a long time was now very sensitive. Even if it was touched lightly, the pain would be no less painful than being slapped directly, and it would even become more concentrated because the force-bearing area was too small.

"Well..." The pain hit him suddenly, Shang Ce groaned, the muscles in his legs subconsciously trembled, and his calves subconsciously moved up two points, and then fell down again.

"I shouldn't have entered the pharmacy without the girl's permission, and even knocked over the girl's medicine!"

This is what Shang Ce has thought about many times in his mind. It has probably been brewing since the moment Nan Qiao came back.

When Nan Qiao asked, his brain didn't even respond, but when he opened his mouth, the whole sentence rolled out of his mouth.

"Wrong." Nan Qiao lowered his head and glanced at the dark back of his head. His expression did not change, but he slapped his buttocks again and said slowly, "Think again."

The blow wasn't heavy, but unfortunately the area hit was too full, and when the two came into contact, they still bounced uncontrollably.

Shang Ce gritted his teeth, forced to hold back his shame and anger, and his brain started working rapidly, trying to think of the reasons Nan Qiao wanted.

"I shouldn't have refused to accept the girl's punishment."

Nan Qiao shook his head and slapped him again: "That's not right."

Shang Ce took a breath, paused for a few seconds, and finally found another reason: "I shouldn't run away when I'm being punished... Ugh!"

The unspoken words turned into a soft groan mixed with pain.

"Keep thinking."

"I shouldn't..."

"wrong."

...

After repeating this several times, Shang Ce was completely annoyed.

It's not this, it's not that. She clearly just wants to continue fighting. There is no reason, it's just an excuse.

He bit the soft flesh next to his cheek. He could no longer hold back his annoying emotions, so he had to close his mouth with a cold face. To avoid blurting out curse words and being slapped a few times by Nan Qiao.

"General, won't you say anything?" Nan Qiao tapped his waist gently with her fingertips, "Unexpected?"

Shang Ce pursed his lips and ignored Nan Qiao.

If you want to fight, fight, and you have to let him "soundtrack" it.

"Forget it." Nan Qiao felt the obvious unpleasantness on Shang Ce's body and suddenly relaxed.

Ok?

Shang Ce was angry for a moment, and then blinked in confusion. He didn't expect Nan Qiao to react like this.

At this time, according to her temperament, shouldn't she take the opportunity to slap him on the buttocks a few more times?

He was already prepared to be beaten, but he didn't expect Nan Qiao to take the initiative to shout stop.

But that's not a bad thing for him.

Shang Ce slowly let go of his lower lip that had been bitten by his teeth, raised his arm and pushed Nan Qiao: "Since you've beaten enough, can I leave?"

Nan Qiao grabbed his stretched out wrist and gently pressed his thumb on his raised wrist bone, rubbing the thin callus across his skin: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Hasn't the general found his mistake yet?"

Shang Ce took a sharp breath, and his whole body was immediately agitated. He didn't expect that his hands would be so sensitive, or in other words, he had always been a little weird in Nan Qiao's hands.

"Didn't you say forget it?" He lowered his voice and said, "You lied to me?"

"I have never deceived the general. The general himself misunderstood." Nan Qiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"When I said forget it, I meant that the general didn't have to find the mistake himself. This doesn't mean that I want the general to leave and let this matter go."

Shang Ce raised his head slightly, frowned, and immediately "understood" what Nan Qiao meant: "You haven't fought enough?"

Nan Qiao was silent for a few seconds, and couldn't help but frown slowly: "General, do you think I did this just to beat you?"

Shang Ce pursed his lips and said nothing, but the meaning was obviously self-evident.

"Then the power of punishment was given to me by the general on his own initiative. Then wouldn't the general be asking for a beating himself?"

Nan Qiao held his waist and suddenly used force to turn him around and put him on the bed. He leaned down and said something in his ear.

Shang Ce's eyes widened slightly, both because of Nan Qiao's words and because of her actions.

The quilt on my back was quite soft, and even when my injured hip was pressed against it, there was only a slight sting.

The soft Asaka was forced out of the quilt and into the air as his body was pressed down, all surrounding him.

How could he ask for a fight on his own if he used strong words?

"I didn't. Don't misunderstand me intentionally." Shang Ce tilted his head, avoiding Nan Qiao's eyes, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Then why did the general misinterpret my meaning?"

What does this mean?

Shang Ce suddenly turned around and faced Xiang Nanqiao, unconvinced: "When did I misunderstand your meaning!"

"You are obviously..."

Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows and said in a slightly cold tone: "What is it?"

Just want to hit him, or...play with him.

Last time it was breasts, this time it was butt. What's the difference? Wasn't it all held in her hands and played with?

But this time she found a new reason. In short, it was him who was in the wrong in the beginning, and it was clear that he couldn't refuse.

But after saying that she would definitely get angry again, and her butt would suffer again if she got angry, Shang Ce took a breath and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

He tried to persuade himself in his heart.