Zhao Bin's hand moved to his chest along his opponent's shoulder, and his thumb pressed on the peach blossom mark, which was slightly lighter than the strength of pinching his shoulder.

With the force of his thumb, the woman in front of him began to look ruddy and breathe quickly. The whole person involuntarily twisted and looked at Zhao Bin with a pair of glamorous eyes, which contained a strong desire.

"You..." The woman looked at Zhao Bin with surprise in her eyes. She didn't realize that the other party was just massaging, so she had a different feeling. This feeling was very familiar.

"Close your eyes and experience quietly,...