Lin Tian continued to massage Zhao Xuehan, helping her alleviate the pain.
After waiting for a while, the expression of pain on Zhao Xuehan's face had significantly lessened, and only then did Lin Tian finally start to move slowly.
It was over half an hour later, and Zhao Xuehan had come four or five times.
But Lin Tian hadn't finished even once.
He simply couldn't let go when doing this with Zhao Xuehan, afraid of hurting the little girl.
Moreover, Zhao Xuehan's lower region had already swollen up, looking just like a little steamed bun.
"Don't do it anymore, Brother Lin Tian, it's starting to hurt there..." Zhao Xuehan said pitifully.
"Alright, alright, if you don't want it, we'll stop," Lin Tian said.
"Let's sleep," Zhao Xuehan suggested.
Lin Tian held Zhao Xuehan in his arms and lay down on the bed, tightly embracing this adorable person.
But Lin Tian couldn't fall asleep at all.