Rebirth of the film and television superstar

Bian Hui looked at Ling Haotian's "pear blossoms with rain", his mood suddenly became better, he poked Ling Haotian's waist again, "That's right, do you dare to fight back?"

"Ah——! Hahaha——! I was wrong, I don’t dare to do it again, hahahaha——! Please forgive me——! Woohoo, woohaha——!" Ling Haotian started without hesitation Begging for mercy, he is the most ticklish. A friend in the previous life said that if he wanted Lin Haotian to agree to something he didn't want to do, it would be more effective to tickle him than to beat him...

Although it was just a joke, it was enough to show how ticklish he was.

Seeing Ling Haotian bursting into tears, Bian Hui looked like he was about to die of laughter, so he stopped his hands and stopped teasing Ling Haotian.

Ling Haotian panted for a long time with a blank face before recovering. He really wanted to give Bian Hui a punch, but after thinking about it, he still didn't put it into practice. Now he is eating, living, and using others, (using It refers to the current massage, don’t think about it, oh ha ha ha ha——!) It’s better to be honest.

At this time, Bian Hui had already continued to help Ling Haotian, massaging his sore arm.

"Well, take it easy!" Ling Haotian grunted softly and frowned as he felt the pain from Bian Hui's hand.

Hearing this, Bian Hui really relaxed his strength, and put his other hand on Ling Haotian's other arm, and gently kneaded it for him.

"Phew, it's comfortable!" The soreness on the arm has eased a lot, Ling Haotian exhaled softly, "Press the leg!"

In fact, it was the legs that hurt the most. I ran on the treadmill for nearly an hour last night in a hurry to get in shape, and now my legs hurt even when I move them.

Hearing this, Bian Hui put his hands on Ling Haotian's legs and squeezed them.

"Ah! It hurts so much, take it easy!" Ling Haotian frowned.

"How about this?" Bian Hui lightened his strength a little.

"Hmm -! Hmph, it still hurts, but it's bearable!" Ling Haotian snorted.

"It can't be any lighter, it won't work anymore!" Bian Hui said and knelt down beside Ling Haotian, and began to press his legs.

"Uh--! Uh--! Ah--! Huh--! Uh-huh, it hurts, Huh--!" Ling Haotian was pinched and moaned.

Just when he felt that one leg didn't hurt so much, Bian Hui suddenly stopped his hands and turned his head, "Are you seducing me?"

"I didn't!" Ling Haotian really didn't make an ambiguous hum on purpose, but he couldn't help it, seeing Bian Hui's question, he quickly replied.

"If you don't want me to rape|rape you right away, don't make that sound again!" Bian Hui said angrily, sweating all over his head.

Ling Haotian looked at the sweat on Bian Hui's forehead, and of course understood that it was not from exhaustion, but from the sweat of suppressing desire|desire. He took another look at Bian Hui's bottom, and sure enough, his underwear was bulging, so he He closed his mouth, bit his lip tightly, and after Bian Hui finished pressing the other leg, he broke out in a fine sweat from the pain, and didn't groan any more.

After Bian Hui finished pressing Ling Haotian's legs, more than an hour had passed, Bian Hui turned his head and asked, "Why does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" Ling Haotian was a little moved by Bian Hui's thoughtfulness, there should be only a handful of people who can enjoy Bian Hui's own massage.

Bian Hui gently patted Ling Haotian's buttocks, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then how will you repay me, hmm?"

Ling Haotian curled his lips into a smile, imitating Bian Hui's manner, and raised his eyebrows, "How do you want me to repay you, huh?"