Married To a Wealthy Handicapped Old Attacker [ Danmei MTL ]

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He and Ji Jingyan were facing each other, with their chests close to their chests, close to each other. He put one leg on Ji Jingyan's body, and Ji Jingyan put his legs on his side, against Jinghuai's other knee.

Jing Huai sat up, awakened completely, and yelled.

"Brother!" The voice was too loud, and Ji Jingyan had not fallen asleep again, and opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Jing Huai held back his excitement and grabbed his hand.

Unsurely asked. "Your leg, did you just move?"

Ji Jingyan looked up at him, obviously not aware of the problem.

Jing Huai crawled to the bedside, turned on the small lamp on the bedside table, and crawled back a few times.

He lifted the quilt and looked at Ji Jingyan's legs.

His voice trembled. "Did you move? When you were sideways, your legs came and stomped on my knees!"

Ji Jingyan tried to move when he heard the words.

Jing Huai opened his eyes wide, for fear of missing a second.

Then he saw that Ji Jingyan's legs moved slightly, and then again.

It's not dizzy, it's really moving.

Ji Jingyan was also stunned.

He didn't seem to see his legs.

"It moved."

Jing Huai repeated stupidly.

"It moved."

Then, he jumped up, "Brother, your legs can move!"

Jing Huai was excited. At a loss and excitement to the separation of the plasmodium, he went back and forth on the bed, and his feet stomped on the soft bed one after another.

Ji Jingyan couldn't help but smile, seeing Jing Huai's appearance with the same excitement, suddenly felt that it was nothing. Jing Huai vented for a while, squatted down, pinched Ji Jingyan's leg with his fingers, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Jingyan said, "It doesn't hurt." 

Jing Huai was a little disappointed.

Ji Jingyan: "It's a bit itchy."

He raised his head sighfully again.

"Is it feeling?"

"Yeah."

Jing Huai hooked his index finger and scratched the soles of his feet carefully.

"Where is this?"

Ji Jingyan didn't speak, and subconsciously shrank slightly.

Jing Huai smiled. "Really feels."

Then he scratched again, a little harder.

"Jing Huai..."

Jing Huai ignored him, and scratched again, as if addicted.

"Brother, has anyone scratched you before?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Ji Jingyan's voice was a little dumb, not the dumb after waking up, he said helplessly.

"Who dares, only you... "

His unfinished words disappeared on the tip of his tongue, staring at the young man in a daze.

Jing Huai carefully held his leg and kissed it on his knee. A moist and warm throb was heard across the thin autumn pajamas.

"How about this?"