The first sensation was smoothness. As his palm moved from far to near, the surface beneath it was silky and unobstructed.
The second sensation was springiness. After stroking for two minutes, his fingers unconsciously gave it a squeeze, and the rebound felt ideal.
"Brother-in-law, does it feel good to squeeze?"
This time, Tian Weiwei leaned even closer.
It was practically like she was breathing into his ear.
"...It does."
Luo Feng closed his eyes and said slowly, doing his best to control his emotions.
He really hadn't expected Tian Weiwei to possess not only a sweet appearance and a top-tier figure, but also such formidable flirting skills.
As expected of someone professionally trained at the Drama Academy. She was far better than Cheng Xiaoxiao's awkward acting before.
"Brother-in-law, could I ask you to massage my legs? Is that okay?"
"I've been feeling so tired lately from doing housework."
She pretended to lightly tap her thigh, making it tremble slightly again.
"Fine, but keep an eye on your sister for me. If she comes over, put your legs down immediately. We can't cause any misunderstandings."
Luo Feng found it rather amusing. Whenever he watched educational films before, he would always skip through the opening parts.
Now that he was personally acting them out to make up for them, it counted as catching up on his lessons. Thinking about it that way, he felt he had gained another virtue: a love of learning.
Seeing Luo Feng agree, Tian Weiwei wrapped her arms around his neck, shifted her hips, and laid both her legs across his thighs.
Luo Feng's uncontrollable reaction was pinned down by Tian Weiwei's thighs.
He did not come out empty-handed either; his arm pressed against Tian Weiwei's ample upper body.
In this position, Tian Weiwei had to hold onto