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Chapter 30 Careful thinking

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    When Zining came back with the tools for manicure, Yan Ji seemed to be looking at his hands in a daze.

    He may not be able to see clearly, so his vision is empty and there is no specific landing point.

    Zining sat on a low stool, leaning against his knees, Yanji sat a little higher than her.  Just a little further and she could touch his calf.

    His hands were on his knees, still clenched.

    It seems that it has not been opened.

    Zi Ning picked up his hand, and then he slowly loosened his five fingers, exposing his palm to her face little by little.

    The clouds floated over in the sky, not so sunny, but bright enough.

    However, Zi Ning was in a daze the moment he spread his hands, and instinctively thought that he was going to give her something, and it was something very important.

    But there was nothing, she only saw his deep palm lines.  Turned over, the nails have rounded corners and a graceful shape, looking elegant and decent.

    His nails are never too long, and they are trimmed frequently because he has to practice swords.

    This time it's actually not too long

    But Zi Ning wants to "do more"

    Including when washing her hands and now, her movements are much slower and more detailed than usual.

    She took the jade file and lightly polished the corners, the low stool was low, she looked down at his hands, her breath could blow on his fingertips.

    Yan Ji didn't know whether he was a little puzzled or a little irritable, so he shrank his fingers.

    Zi Ning's movements were light and soft, and his fingers were extraordinarily soft. When she spread his fingers out, his fingertips stiffened into weird curvatures. Only when she fiddled with them would he move.

    The temperature on the fingers is entangled, and gradually seems to be a little hot.

    Yanji's breathing was too soft to be heard.

    Zi Ning trimmed his nails, wiped them clean with a damp cloth, and applied balm on him.

    She spread the grease on the palm of her hand, and applied it on the back of his hand, intentionally seducing him, so she applied it slowly and lightly, so softly that it was itchy, so light that it seemed to be tickling.

    The blood vessels on the back of Yanji's hand were beating, and she could see the blood pumping with naked eyes.

    The pulse is a little fast.

    His hands flexed their knuckles in the sun, looking like that

    She couldn't speak, but her heartbeat suddenly picked up.

    She let go of his hand, and the fingertips slowly left the back of his hand.

    Because he still couldn't see clearly, Zining dared to hold his breath and raise his head, looking into his eyes.

    There was no expression on his face, he seemed a little absent-minded and dazed.

    The hand of the sword bearer is the most sensitive.

    Zi Ning glanced at the shadow under him

    Seems a little bit.

    She hesitated for a moment, held her breath, and pretended not to stand still when she got up, and pressed her palm on his thigh unintentionally.

    Just a touch, Yanji snorted, and grabbed her hand suddenly.  He propped her up, helped her stand firmly, and withdrew his hand.

    He moved his Adam's apple, turned sideways, and bent his legs to cover his body.

    He said hoarsely: "Okay."

    Zi Ning said in his heart: Failure.

    The next opportunity came at night, when he was taking a bath.

    Every time he takes a bath, there will be changes, and this time is no exception.

    When Zining's hand stretched out in front of him, she knew it was almost done.

    He is already like this

    But he still seems to be patient.

    Zi Ning was in a trance for a moment.

    Why on earth is he so indifferent?

    For a year, every day, every day, he could hold back.

    The sober thought flashed across her mind that perhaps it would be useless to seduce him covertly.

    Because of this situation, he can bear it.

    But now, apart from this, she has no other chance at all.

    For some reason, perhaps because of nervousness, seeing his expression like this, her hands began to tremble.

    It is a capital offense for a slave to seduce a master.

    But the Demon Cult is by no means a good kind.

    She is in a dilemma.

    But Yanji grabbed her hand.

    He looked over, and there was something extremely restrained in his eyes, an inquiry as sharp as a sword.

    "Zining?"

    His eyes finally healed.

    He looked at her clearly.

    He could see her dazed expression as if in a dream.

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