Juliana hugged Benson’s muscular waist and felt his breath of Benson.
Juliana blushed only for a while, and her body was soft, and she leaned against Benson’s arms.
It was her completely uncontrollable physical reaction.
Benson listened to her disordered breathing and couldn’t help it anymore...
Juliana lay in his arms like cotton, letting him do whatever he wanted...
When they were in crazy love, Juliana held Benson’s chest with her small white hand. She softened her voice, "Mr. Leach, you can’t do it now."
He was also the easiest to get sick when he was in love.
It was the study of Juliana, and it was also the result of many experiments.
Benson couldn’t have sex with women now. Once it happened, he would get sick completely.
There was no antidote to detoxify him.
And that time, Benson’s illness almost ripped Juliana, which had the effect of this toxin.
Benson stopped at the right time and finally looked at Juliana’s fingers.
Benson grabbed Juliana’s tiny hand, and his voice was hoarse, "then You can help me with your hand."
The next day, Juliana got up for breakfast. As a result, she couldn’t hold chopsticks firmly, and her hands were shaking.
Benson glanced at her, served the bowl in front of her directly, and then fed her to eat.
The movements were very natural.
Old Mr. Leach noticed them. He was worried and asked, "Juliana, what happened to your hand? Are you hurt?"
So asked, Juliana thought of last night, suddenly blushed. She had no idea how to answer the words.
Benson gave Juliana a dish and replied seriously, "She just painted last night and held the pen too long, so her hands were tired."
Juliana blushed shamefully again...
Draw a picture, hold a pen...
Benson, how dare you say it?
Old Mr. Leach said with distress, "Don’t be too tired. Let Benson do the Massage for you for a while, and don’t draw at night in the future."
Juliana blushed, and the voice was waxy.
Benson was still serious, "Grandpa, I feel distressed about her. I did Massage for two hours last night."
Juliana couldn’t stand his words anymore and directly pinched Benson’s thigh.
She glared at him, "SHUT UP."
Did he press her hand?
He couldn’t wait to press her whole body.
Juliana didn’t pinch hard, but Benson deliberately took a breath, "Hiss."
Old Mr. Leach looked at him again, "What’s wrong with you?"
Benson said with remorse, "She pinched me, and I felt I didn’t press enough, making her hands so sour. I will continue to work hard at night."
Old Mr. Leach looked at the young couple’s feeling so good, and he was in a cheerful mood, and he was more inclined toward Juliana.
He said to Juliana, "If Benson bullied you, I’d beat him for you."
After dinner, Juliana shook her sore hands and tied a tie for Benson.
This was something that she must do every day.
Juliana gently stared at Benson and said in a soft voice, "Next time you mess with me, I will strangle you!"