"Boom~"

At eight o'clock in the morning, in the quiet Kowloon Tsai Park, a plane suddenly roared overhead and swooped down.

When people look up, they can clearly see the huge fuselage and even the airline's logo.

In early winter, although it is slightly cool, the air is fresh and suitable for people's outdoor activities.

On the path in the park, a young man and woman held hands and slowly walked up the stone steps.

The two of them were so close, giving the impression that they were like a loving couple out for a walk.

But now that Zhao Ya has a bowel movement, she still looks a little clumsy and slow in her actions.

Lu Dongjie did not rush or rush, but slowly accompanied her, patiently encouraging her to climb up step by step.

The two finally climbed the stone stairs and came to the chairs under the shade of the tree, and stopped moving forward.

Zhao Ya held her waist with one hand and protected her stomach with the other, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head and complained slightly to him: "I'm tired from walking, let's take a rest here."

Lu Dongjie followed her advice and nodded with a smile, "Okay, just move and be still. The amount of exercise for today is about the same."

He put down his things on his back and prepared to rest for a while under the acacia tree that was past its flowering season.

This was originally a small hill. In order not to affect the safety of airport flights, part of it was leveled and a park was built.

Many shrubs were planted all around, the trees were shady and lush, and the trees were covered with unknown flowers.

Layers of gray short houses are built along the hills and are scattered around the park. In this busy city, it feels a little less cramped.

Except for the noise caused by planes taking off and landing during the day, Kowloon Tsai Park is relatively quiet every day.

In the morning, middle-aged and elderly people usually go out for morning exercise. At other times, most couples come to the park.

Lu Dongjie took out a towel, spread it on the cold chair, and helped the big-bellied woman sit down slowly.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yazhi's lips, and she accepted the care and love from her man as a matter of course, and was extremely satisfied with his gesture in her heart.

She sat down and gently kicked her toes, complaining to him coquettishly, "My calves are starting to hurt, and you can see that they just can't control themselves."

Lu Dongjie coughed lightly and rolled up his sleeves with both hands, "How can this be so exaggerated? Let me, a great national player, show it to you."

After he finished speaking, he knelt down, half-rolled up the hem of her skirt, took off the stockings on her calves, and gently took a pair of her beautiful feet in his hands.

There were many small blue veins on her white and delicate calves, which looked really scary.

Zhao Yazhi was startled by his bold move, and subconsciously looked around, her face turned red.

She lowered her head slightly shyly and said coquettishly: "What are you going to do? Wait until others see it."

Lu Dongjie didn't take it seriously and raised her feet to look at them carefully, "The load on your legs is a bit heavy, but that's normal."

He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he was confident, "I'll give you a massage to clear it up, and the symptoms will be relieved soon."

Somehow, Zhao Yazhi suddenly said with sourness: "But you can't give me a massage every night. What's the use of once and a half."

In the days since he left Hong Kong, she has been thinking about him, his smile, and his smell every night.

She never knew that she would miss someone so much, and the feeling of emptiness made her a little at a loss.

Sometimes she felt that she was an old-fashioned woman staying at home alone, looking deep into the courtyard, exuding infinite resentment for missing her husband.

Zhao Yazhi also had pregnancy experience, but this time, she still felt very flustered.

It can be seen that it is very important for a woman to have a man by her side who can rely on and take care of her.

Lu Dongjie could only apologize and did not dare to dwell on this issue. Whatever he said now would be a mistake.

He thought for a while and then said: "I will go to the department store today to buy you a kind of tight stockings specially designed for pregnant women."

Zhao Yazhi rolled her eyes at him and asked in a nonchalant manner: "You don't want to change the subject and deliberately make me happy, do you?"

He said seriously: "You can reduce the fatigue of your legs and promote blood circulation if you wear them on a daily basis."

Zhao Yazhi was dubious, "Really?"

She had never heard of such a thing. How could a grown man know this so clearly?

Lu Dongjie had a funny smile on his face, "There is also a bellyband for pregnant women."

Zhao Yazhi couldn't help but be startled at first, and then she couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Didou?"

Lu Dongjie explained with a smile: "It protects the baby's belly from shock and prevents your lower abdomen from falling too much."

Zhao Yazhi's big eyes sparkled, and she suddenly smiled, "You are so good to me."

If a grown man is willing to understand these things, it proves that he cares and cares about her very much.

When she thought of this, she felt a warmth flow in her heart, and the feeling of being cared for was very heartwarming.

Lu Dongjie shook her little hand and said, "This is what a man should do. It was so hard for you to have a baby in ten months."

After he finished speaking, he put Zhao Yazhi's calf on his lap and kneaded it with both hands.

Her calves are very well-proportioned, and her smooth and tender skin is so tactile that people can't put it down.

The ten crystal-clear toenails are of original color, not painted with gaudy nail polish, and are as cute and beautiful as shells.

But this is not the time to think wildly, so stay calm and behave like a gentleman to avoid being teased by her.

It's just that the subtle changes in his expression have already fallen into Zhao Yazhi's eyes.

She was both angry and funny, but as long as this man was lustful, she believed there would always be a way to deal with him in the future.

Lu Dongjie devoted himself wholeheartedly to the role of masseur, and the strength in his hands gradually increased.

Zhao Yazhi's whole body trembled slightly, her soles felt a little numb, and she couldn't move for a while.

Then as the blood flowed up, a slight warm current traveled through the limbs, giving an indescribable feeling of comfort.

Almost at the speed of the naked eye, the veins in her calves finally stopped swelling, and the skin slowly returned to its original white and tender skin.

After a while, Lu Dongjie finally put down her feet with satisfaction, slowly put on stockings and shoes on her.

He clapped his hands and said to her in a deliberately exaggerated way: "I have spent half my life, you have to make it up to me tonight."

Zhao Yazhi smiled affectionately but said nothing.

But when she stood up, she felt that the blood could not flow to her head, and she suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Lu Dongjie quickly reached out and hugged him, "Don't be so anxious, you are still careless at this time."

Zhao Yazhi smiled and winked at him playfully, "With you by my side, I'm not afraid at all."

She has a fair oval face and bright red rouge on her lips. She is simply gorgeous.

Lu Dongjie somewhat admired the amorous feelings shown by the woman in front of him at this moment, which made people feel uneasy.

He must admit that Zhao Yazhi is a charming woman, and she has her own beauty and charm.

Zhao Yazhi wrapped her hands around his waist and slowly approached him, her eyes showing emotion.

Lu Dongjie gently hugged her delicate body, leaned down, and slowly got close to her alluring red lips.
Chapter completed!