I Really don't Fish for Men in Infinite Streaming

5.14

14. Taking the initiative to take off his clothes to seduce a rough guy in the countryside, showing off his pity and begging to be touched

[What the writer wants to say:]

Cui Ziren is indeed very obedient and honest, and is not very good at talking, but there is another story in bed...

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Luo Xuejin rarely took the initiative and didn't know what to say.

I was thinking so hard that my face turned red.

Cui Yuan looked serious and asked: "Is the fever high again?"

"Hmm... I don't know." Luo Xuejin's eyes flashed, and she raised her hand to lift up her forehead, revealing her delicate face, "Can you help me take a look?"

Because of the discomfort, his eyes were filled with water, and he half-closed his eyelids. The raised tail of his eyes looked a bit charming, and there was desire in his eyes.

Cui Yuan looked at him silently, and after a while, he put his palm on his face.

As soon as their palms touched their foreheads, both of them trembled slightly.

Luo Xuejing narrowed her eyes like a cat whose chin was scratched, and opened her lips to let out a breath of hot breath.

Unlike Chu Zhusheng's body temperature, which was as cold as jade and spring, the temperature in Cui Yuan's palm was even higher than that of his forehead. The temperature passed over it, drowning out the itch that scratched his heart and fueling his desire.

Unfortunately, it only felt comfortable for a few seconds before the palm of my hand moved away.

Luo Xue looked at Cui Yuan's hand in despair.

Cui Yuan didn't pay attention and turned his face away slightly, not daring to look at Luo Xuejin, and said, "It should be fine."

The room was quiet for a while, and Luo Xuejin spoke again, disturbing his mind: "I'm sweating all over."

"..."

"Can you bring me a basin of water and wipe it with me?"

Cui Yuan: "...Okay."

Three minutes later, Cui Yuan brought a basin of hot water and a clean handkerchief. He wet the handkerchief and put it on the edge of the basin, saying, "Call me if you need anything."

"Aren't you going to help me?" Luo Xuejin stopped him, and when he turned around to look at her, he frowned slightly, showing a pitiful expression, "I don't have the strength, I can't do it alone, and I can't even rub my back. "

Cui Yuan hesitated and did not move. He looked at him with a straight face and said nothing. He looked a bit fierce and could bluff people.

But Luo Xuejing was not afraid at all, and pretended to sigh: "I'm sorry, forget it, let's leave it like that. I'm just worried that the sweat will make the disease worse. I'm making things difficult for you. You can go back, I'm alone... "

"Let me help you." Cui Yuan came back and picked up the handkerchief.

Luo Xue tried not to let the corners of her mouth rise, and snickered secretly, her face still looking apologetic and touched: "Thank you, you are so kind."

Cui Yuan squeezed out a sentence: "...It's nothing."

Afterwards, Cui Yuan sat on the edge of the bed at Luo Xuejin's request, and held Luo Xuejin's shoulders to help him sit up.

Luo Xuejin unbuttoned her shirt by herself, one by one very slowly. It was not because he deliberately took a long time, but because he really didn't have any strength.