Yin Qinghe’s delicate figure suddenly tensed at that mont.
This rebellious disciple is growing more brazen!
He simply reached out without her permission.
Though he’s pressing her shoulder now,
it still made Yin Qinghe’s heart tremble a bit.
However, with Qin Yu being earnest and not looking astray, purely wanting to show filial piety, she found it difficult to refuse.
She couldn’t remain too distant and chill the disciple’s heart either.
"Mistress, let the matters outside be handled by the Immortal Sect; we junior cultivators just need to live our days well."
Qin Yu’s words held reason.
Yin Qinghe nodded slightly.
Indeed, these matters were not theirs to worry about.
Surely the Immortal Sect would handle it, right?
As Qin Yu continued with the massage, she gradually relaxed and leaned slightly, resting against the chair.
But even this small motion made Qin Yu’s breath catch.
Because the beautiful mistress was dressed rather light today, with only a light outer garnt and a loose thin blouse beneath, slightly open.
This reclining action caused her already prominent round chest to jut out slightly, akin to lamb fat jade skin, glowing white with perfect curvature and a deep cleavage.
Simply...
A deadly temptation!
Gulp!
Seeing the fair spectacle before him, Qin Yu’s throat moved.
It’s not that he couldn’t restrain himself, but rather the beautiful mistress was too alluring, and his angle...
Further heightened the temptation.
"Hmm?"
Feeling the fingers on her shoulder suddenly stop, Yin Qinghe looked up in confusion, catching sight of Qin Yu’s bright eyes staring fixedly at her...
Collar.
The next mont, she realized, and a visible blush spread across her charming face as she suddenly stood, turned her back to Qin Yu, and adjusted her clothes.
This is the inconvenience of being too endowed.
Even if it seed tightly wrapped, any not-so-large movent could cause the chest to spill out.
Perhaps she should wear looser robes in the future?
"Ahem!"
Qin Yu awkwardly scratched his head and explained, "Mistress, I didn’t an to."
He felt caught in the act.
Luckily, the beautiful mistress didn’t seem angered by it, as she turned back after tidying her clothes as if nothing happened.
"Mistress, how about you lie down, it’s easier to massage that way." Qin Yu suggested.
Yin Qinghe glanced at the sky.
It’s still early, Li’Er should not be awake yet.
Then...
Let him continue to show filial piety.
The beautiful mistress lay down before him, initially wanting to pull up the thin quilt, but Qin Yu didn’t give her the chance.
He swiftly tossed the quilt to the side.
This guy!
So quick with his hands and feet.
Yin Qinghe felt it was sowhat improper, given her attire today, without the quilt’s cover...
While she wanted to retrieve the quilt, Qin Yu’s hands were already pressing on her shoulders.
No way to get up now.
She could only fold her arms on either side of her chest, attempting to cover so of it.
For usual won, such a cover might be effective, but she was different.
The exaggerated roundness of her chest, just by laying down, was compressed and expanded around, directly bursting open her just-closed collar.
Though her arms could cover so, they couldn’t hide the whole view.
Seeing the beautiful mistress close her eyes brought him reassurance, allowing him to shift his gaze elsewhere.
Unfortunately.
Although there’s no quilt, the beautiful mistress still wore an outer garnt, so he could only glimpse the silhouette.
Like the bulging collar.
Even covering it with her hand, and below the outer garnt, a close-fitting inner layer wrapped tightly, rendering him unable to see anything.
So well hidden!
How ruthless.
In the end, she still didn’t consider him, her disciple, as one of her own.
Qin Yu could throw the quilt aside, but if he were to remove her outer garnt, that would be too much.
Moreover, the beautiful mistress clearly remained on guard, if they tugged at each other, it would be unseemly.
He began seriously massaging the shoulders.
"Mmm!..."
Just a slight press brought a satisfied hum from the mistress.
That prolonged note, even a person with steel-like will would find it hard to resist.
Qin Yu looked up agreeing.
The strength in his hands inevitably increased.
"Gentler..."
The dissatisfied voice of the mistress ca, making him temper his force.
Yin Qinghe contented herself with his obedience; the next mont, she felt sothing touching her chest.
Moreover, with Qin Yu’s massaging rhythm, it occasionally touched again.
This rebellious disciple!
She didn’t open her eyes but clearly knew what it was.
The insolent fellow, isn’t he covering up at all?!
She’s his mistress; how dare he act this way?
Perhaps angered, Yin Qinghe’s breathing grew heavier, her cheeks flushed with red.
Her heart... was in turmoil.
With the shoulders and back mostly massaged, Qin Yu’s eyes fell upon the mistress’s two long, slender jade legs.
He’s had the intent for a long ti.
Every ti he touched them, the mistress would stop him.
"Mistress, let massage your feet; a massage isn’t complete without the feet."
As he spoke, Qin Yu directly skipped the jade legs, focusing on the feet.
Unlike the little senior sister who would remove her shoes every ti she entered.
Even lying on the soft bed, the beautiful mistress still wore embroidered shoes, completely covering her feet.
Why keep them hidden?
Without waiting for permission, Qin Yu quickly moved over, grasped one of the mistress’s feet, and removed the embroidered shoe.
Though the mistress wore embroidered shoes, she was sockless, and once the shoe was off, a pair of soft, perfect feet appeared in Qin Yu’s sight.
The mistress’s feet differed from Zhao ngli’s.
The senior sister’s were delicate and dainty.
Whether in shape or color, they were flawless.
But the mistress’s were different.
Her feet were like the world’s most refined art piece, each inch contained an indescribable allure.
Rounded and proportionate, akin to a craftsman’s ticulously sculpted masterpiece, neither excessively slender nor with any excess, showcasing the harmonious beauty of nature.
Subtle yet exquisite, beneath the skin flowed like a gentle stream of life force, simultaneously translucent and veiled with a misty haze that tantalizes the imagination.
These feet are indeed the best expression of ’Jade Foot.’
Like premium white jade, unblemished and pure, glowing softly, symtrical without constraint, plump and clear but not bulky, smooth and delicate yet retaining brightness.
That smooth, delicate texture, akin to morning dew sliding over tender leaves, preserving natural simplicity without losing elegant sheen, etching an unforgettable impression.
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