After the flash marriage, the abstinent president embraces his wife and pampers her every day

Lu Jingshen's hands continued to wander on her back, and occasionally his fingers would accidentally touch her skin, causing Lin Qian to feel a slight tremor. Her heartbeat accelerated and her cheeks flushed.

"It seems that you are really tired. Pressing it for a while longer will help you sleep. You will feel better tomorrow after a good night's sleep." He said softly, with a hint of heartache in his voice.

Lu Jingshen's fingers gently pressed near her shoulder blades, kneading them carefully. She could feel his concentration and concern. Every touch was like he was carefully conveying warmth.

During the massage, Lu Jingshen occasionally lowered his head and looked at Lin Qian's relaxed expression, and a wave of tenderness surged in his heart. He gently said, "How's the strength?"

Lin Qian blushed and replied softly, "Very good, very comfortable. Your technique is really professional."

Lu Jingshen smiled slightly, and his palm continued to slide across her soft waist. The warm touch made Lin Qian tremble slightly. He keenly caught this subtle reaction, and slowly stopped the movement, guessing that this might be her sensitive spot.

"Is it uncomfortable here?" he asked softly, massaging her waist gently with his fingers.

Lin Qian shook her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and said shyly: "No, it's just... a bit of a strange feeling."

Lu Jingshen's hands continued to move downwards, covering her lower body. He carefully pressed her thighs and calves with just the right amount of force, which not only relieved her fatigue but also brought a pleasant sense of stimulation.

Lin Qian closed her eyes and felt his hands sliding over her skin. Every touch brought a subtle electric current, which made her heart beat faster and her breathing quicken. Her body gradually relaxed, but an indescribable throbbing and heat surged in her heart.

Lu Jingshen's technique was skillful and gentle, and his fingers seemed to have magic power, and every press made her feel unprecedented comfort and pleasure. Gradually, his hand stopped on her knee, kneading it gently.

"How does it feel?" he asked in a low voice, a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

"Very comfortable." Lin Qian's voice was a little trembling. She could feel that he was very close to her and could almost feel his breath.

Lu Jingshen's hand slid across her waist again, his fingertips gently brushing her skin, causing Lin Qian to tremble again. She twisted her body slightly, trying to find a comfortable position, but every movement made her feel more sensitive.

"You're nervous." Lu Jingshen whispered, with a hint of laughter in his voice.

Lin Qian blushed, not knowing how to respond. She knew her reaction was a little too sensitive, but she couldn't control it.

Lu Jingshen's hand slowly stopped, he took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the throbbing and heat in his heart. He patted her back gently: "Okay, you are really tired today, go to bed early."

Lin Qian turned over and lay down, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief. She looked at Lu Jingshen with gratitude in her eyes: "Your technique is really professional, thank you."

Lu Jingshen smiled, lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead: "You're welcome, it's my responsibility to take care of you."

Lin Qian was slightly startled, and felt the warmth on her forehead, and her heart was beating. Her face turned redder, her heartbeat accelerated, and the heat in her heart became more and more difficult to suppress.

"Go to bed early. I'm going to take a shower." Lu Jingshen said softly, with a hint of restraint in his tone.

He walked into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, let the cool water wash over his body, trying to suppress the heat and desire in his heart.

Lu Jingshen came back from his shower and saw that Lin Qian had fallen asleep. She curled up on the other side of the bed, her cheeks slightly red, her breathing steady. The fatigue of the day plus the comfortable massage made her sleep particularly sweet. Her hair was scattered on the pillow, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she felt a hint of sweetness in her dream.

Lu Jingshen gently lifted the quilt and slowly lay down beside her. However, even though he lay down relaxed, the throbbing in his heart was hard to calm down. His eyes fell on Lin Qian's face, and her slightly trembling body and the shy blush just now kept appearing in his mind.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart, but every breath seemed hurried, as if there was an irresistible temptation in the air. He closed his eyes and tried to make himself fall asleep, but the heat in his body and the desire in his heart made him toss and turn, and he couldn't fall asleep.

It was late at night, and the only sound in the room was Lin Qian's light breathing. Lu Jingshen felt as if he was in a silent torture. He suddenly stood up and walked towards the bathroom again. The cold water washed over him, making him feel a little cool for a while, but the heat in his heart could not completely subside.

Back on the bed, he tried to stay away from Lin Qian, hoping to calm the throbbing in his heart. However, every time he closed his eyes, her figure, her smile, and her slight trembling always appeared in his mind. Unable to control himself, his breathing became rapid again, and his heartbeat also accelerated.

Time passed by little by little, and Lu Jingshen felt as if he had gone through a long ordeal. He stood up again, walked into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and washed himself with the cold water again. His body trembled slightly in the cold, but the fire in his heart was still hard to extinguish.

When he returned to the bed for the third time, he looked at Lin Qian who was already fast asleep, and felt helpless and distressed. He knew that his feelings for her had gone beyond simple love, and this emotion was so strong that he could hardly control himself.

It was not until dawn that Lu Jingshen finally fell into a light sleep in extreme fatigue. His hand gently held a corner of Lin Qian's quilt, as if looking for some comfort and sustenance. The morning light shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, shining on them, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet moment.

Lin Qian was still immersed in her dreams with a peaceful smile on her face, while Lu Jingshen finally found a moment of peace in the dim light of dawn after tossing and turning all night.

Lu Jingshen had just closed his eyes. Suddenly, Lin Qian turned over, and her hands and feet unconsciously pressed over him, her soft body pressed against him. Her arms were around his waist, and her legs were wrapped around his legs, as if she was using him as a pillow.

Lu Jingshen felt Lin Qian's head buried in his neck, her breathing even and warm. With every breath, her breath would brush against his skin, making him feel a burst of heat. His body instantly tensed up, and his blood seemed to be boiling in his body.

The fragrance of her hair and body mixed together, entering his nose and stirring his heartstrings. He felt like he was about to have a nosebleed, and he couldn't help himself. He tried to control his breathing, but every breath he took seemed to bring more stimulation and desire.

Her unintentional actions in her sleep were like a silent temptation, making him feel an unprecedented torment. He couldn't help but clench his fists, the muscles in his arms were tense, and the veins on his neck gradually appeared. His body trembled slightly under her touch, as if he was under great pressure.

A bold idea suddenly emerged in Lu Jingshen's mind: he wanted to press her under him, love her well, and let her know how powerful he was.