"Hey!"
March 7th didn't expect that Kiana would do this.
But she felt the touch and warmth, which made her reluctant to withdraw her hand.
He wanted to say something, but he was worried that after she finished speaking, he would lose the opportunity to enjoy it.
"Well, it will be much faster if you warm your hands like this."
"Yeah!"
March 7th was a little absent-minded and nodded in response mechanically.
And when March 7th's hands were no longer cool, Kiana retracted his legs and returned to his original lazy look.
And March 7th once again put his hands on his face.
So hot.
I just don't know if it's my hands or my face that are burning.
March 7th moved his hand away, intending to continue massaging Kiana to relieve the pressure. However, as soon as the palm of his hand separated from his cheek, March 7th smelled a good smell.
The source of the taste seems to be the palm of my hand.
Chapter 224 Dreamy Hotel's bathroom is really big
If March 7th didn't have his own little face, he wouldn't let go completely and do what he wants to do unscrupulously.
Now it is estimated that March 7th will have to spread Kiana's legs and put his nose deep into Kiana's thighs to find out where this good smell comes from.
But March 7th is still not thick-skinned enough to do such a thing.
I can only use the condition of giving Kiana a massage to try to find where this delicious fragrance comes from.
March 7th's hand first put Kiana's leg on his thigh.
Feeling the warmth of skin-to-skin contact, March 7th suddenly felt that Kiana's room was a little hot.
March 7th saw that he couldn't reach the water cup, or that if he wanted to go to that water cup, he would have to part ways with this feeling temporarily, which made March 7th feel a little reluctant to let go.
So in order to moisten the throat that was dry due to the heat, March 7th swallowed.
Of course, this is not the March 7th color, it's just that the room is too hot.
Kiana:...
I don't know if March 7th intentionally made the sound of swallowing saliva from time to time, which happened to be heard by Kiana.
Feeling March 7th's hand on her calf, intentionally or unintentionally, it didn't feel like massaging, but more like tickling, which made Kiana couldn't help but move.
And in this way, March 7th slowly suppressed the heat in his body and began to pinch Kiana's calf.
March 7th pinched every part of her calf, then moved her gaze upwards, landing on the thigh that was warming her hands.
And her hand slowly moved up, beginning further interaction.
However, March 7th did not cause any trouble, it was just a normal massage.
Although March 7th's hands always kneaded the inside of his thighs from time to time when squeezing his legs, he did not take any further action. Kiana did not continue to be distracted and began to focus on enjoying March 7th's massage.
After the thigh massage was over, March 7th's hand continued to move upward...
It fell on Kiana's arm.
No way, no one is thinking wrong, right?
"Kiana, turn around and I'll rub your back."
"Hey, can't it be done without turning? I don't want to move."
"No turning..."
March 7th was just about to say, if you don't turn, how can I help you press your back?
As a result, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Kiana's chest.
By the way...
Kiana, is it getting better and better?
Could it be that what she just said was an invitation to herself?
March 7th didn't ask. If he had asked, Kiana would probably take over.
Therefore, based on some works she saw on the Internet and information she found, she thought of the best way to deal with it at this time.
March 7th lifted Kiana's clothes and rubbed Kiana's belly.
Then he spread his hands and began to exert slight force. March 7th's hands also slowly heated up due to the friction of the skin, making Kiana feel warm in his lower abdomen.
This is the kneading method. Isn't it a bit strange? This is not a massage, right?
March 7th rubbed Kiana's belly thoroughly, and after it didn't fall anywhere, he slowly moved his hands to both sides and placed them on Kiana's waist.
"It's so itchy..."
March 7th did not let go this time, but grabbed Kiana's slender waist, and then slowly moved up.
Wait until it reaches a certain height.
With a "click", Kiana finally opened his eyes and looked at March 7th with an expression of "You're a bad student."
"Okay, now that you're awake, let's carry it over."
Kiana Although I feel that when March 7th stopped at this time, it was not intended to end so easily, but there was a bigger conspiracy.
But Kiana really can't imagine what March 7th wants to do.
So, Kiana followed March 7th's instructions, turned around, and lay down on the sofa.
March 7th stood up when Kiana turned around.
After Kiana recovered, March 7th knelt on the sofa with both legs and clamped Kiana's legs.
After confirming that Kiana could not move, March 7th started the follow-up work.
"It's so itchy, stop, I was wrong, I was wrong, I will never be skinny again, please let me go..."
"Hahaha, I can't do it anymore, please spare me, it's too exciting, I was wrong, I was wrong, stop scratching my itchy flesh..."
Well, I'm no longer naughty. Now I work overtime every day. I have no time to change after I was banned.
A simple physical exchange, a simple sweat, and watching Kiana begging for mercy in front of him made March 7th's anger completely disappear.
After all, with Kiana's physical strength and strength, even without using his abilities, he can turn defense into offense and pin himself down.
Not only did she not do it now, she was also very cooperative with him. March 7th's little resentment that had almost dissipated was completely wiped out at this moment.
"Let's take a bath together, and then continue shopping at Penacony. I heard there are a lot of fun things!"
"Hey, let's take a shower together, Little March, sexy!"
"Kiana!"
When March 7th heard what Kiana said, he puffed up his face again, with an expression that said I would be angry if you say anything else.
"Okay, don't be angry, let's go."
Kiana used a little force to pull March 7th into his arms.
Although Kiana was sweating a lot, March 7th did not dislike it. Instead, he held on to Kiana, as if he was worried that Kiana would disappear in the next moment.
The two of them were in the bathroom, no one knew what happened.
But the only thing that is certain is that the two of them were in the bathroom for an hour before they came out.
"Ugh, why does Dreamy Hotel have no bed, but it has such a big bathroom?"
"The bathroom here seems to be about the same size as the bathroom on the train, but it's so spacious inside. We didn't expect that the same technology as the train is here."
But I thought that there are many former Nameless trains here, as well as descendants of Nameless.
It seems normal to have such technology.
"Hey Qun, wait a minute, is this technology a chess and development technology, or was it originally developed by someone else and was just used on the train?"
However, for Kiana, this point just occurred to me suddenly and I had no intention of exploring it.
"Okay, don't act like we're going to be separated for a long time. Just go back to the room and use Dream Pool to enter the dream world. I won't disappear."
March 7th Although I understand, I am still a little reluctant to let go.
After all, March 7th has almost been robbed since arriving here.
Guinaifen, Sparkle, Yomi, Mei?, Sam?
Thinking of this, before March 7th left, he still couldn't help but exhorted:
"Kiana, don't be fooled by big sister this time."
"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll change my clothes and come. Let's meet under the statue of Clock Boy."
"Well, see you there or see you."
"See you or see you."
Chapter 225 Dream-Peeking Phone
Kiana changed his clothes, but felt like something was missing.
"Hey, wait, where is my Pantsu?"
Kiana took a look at the clothes that he took off before taking a shower. He originally planned to fold them and wash them when he came back from playing.
But Kiana discovered that Pantsu was missing.
"Strange, no one came just now. Who took my Pantsu?"
If Kiana goes to find March 7th now, he will be in March 7th's room. After seeing March 7th come back, he will fold a white object and put it away.
"It's not easy..."
Speaking of which, this was the first time that Kiana had successfully dreamed. It was neither transported to the sky nor to a deeper dream. Instead, it was normal and he came to the square in front of Golden Hour and Dreamy Hotel.
The majestic dial in front of the door stands still, and the fountain spurts golden syrup, reminding guests that they are in a dream.
Looking at the stagnant dial, Kiana suddenly remembered two other ways to determine dreams.
One is the simplest and crudest way of jumping off a building.
Of course, it is not necessary to jump off a building, as long as it is a strong stimulus, but compared to other stimuli, jumping off a building is simpler and more crude.
That is, if it is not a dream, then it will be declared gg.
And another way...
Kiana A top appeared in his hand and started to twist.
Sure enough, the rotation speed of the gyroscope did not weaken and had no tendency to stop.
"Kiana, what are you doing?"
Kiana was still waiting, wanting to see if the top would stop, when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind.
When I turned around, it was March 7th.
The two made an appointment to meet in front of the statue of Clock Boy, but March 7th was worried that Kiana would appear in a strange place. Unexpectedly, as soon as they went out, they saw Kiana squatting there, ignoring her gaze at all, staring at a spinning top.
"Little March, let's go, what are we going to see?"
March 7th tilted his head and recalled what he had heard and learned about the specialties that were unique to Penacony.
His eyes fell on a phone booth not far away that was shaped like a big mouth.
"Kiana, let's go take a look at that."
Walking up to it, March 7th suddenly felt a little unable to do anything.
When I heard about it before, March 7th was still thinking, no matter how ugly or weird a phone booth is, isn't it just a phone booth?
Is it possible that it is still strange?
Just now, March 7th saw the Dream-Peeking Phone pavilion from a distance. It felt a little strange, but it was not too surprising.