"Sanming, your technique is really too comfortable... Ah, ah... I feel like my whole body is so weak that I can't sit still. There's a ditation room over there, can I... lie down?"
Lu Lian felt herself getting softer and softer with Liu Sanming's massage.
Especially her limbs, increasingly tingling and numb, as if they were floating.
This elegant room is the largest in the tea house, not only with tables and chairs for tea drinking, but also an inner chamber.
Inside the chamber, there is a ditation room with a low bed where one can sit cross-legged and, of course, lie down.
"Of course, my sister, but I see your body seems so soft. How about I carry you over?"
Liu Sanming leaned down and gently whispered in Lu Lian's ear.
In his voice, he quietly added the power of the Enchanting Spell.
Though it wasn't very strong, Lu Lian only struggled for a few seconds before slowly nodding in agreent.
"Alright, thank you, Sanming."
"Sister, there's no need to be polite with . From now on, I'll be your little brother and you'll be my sister, we're not outsiders."
Having said that sweetly, Liu Sanming bent over and slid one hand under Lu Lian's legs and the other behind her waist.
With a slight exertion, Lu Lian was lifted up into his arms.
The young man's solid chest, coupled with heated breaths and a strong heartbeat, inevitably made Lu Lian blush, her nerves slightly tense.
And as Liu Sanming lifted Lu Lian, his inner sense of possession grew stronger.
This kind of extraordinary mature woman is truly hard to find.
Though he had a session with Li Qiuyun during the day, Liu Sanming was not fully satisfied.
After all, at the Daoist Sect eting, he feared causing Li Qiuyun inconvenience when walking, attracting attention.
Compared to Li Qiuyun, Lu Lian is equally matched in charm and grace.
Both enjoy privileged accommodations in top-class families, courted and flattered, cultivating a cold nobility.
Like a peony in the clouds, untouched by the mundane, beautiful as a celestial fairy.
Li Qiuyun possesses a unique allure, and Liu Sanming couldn't help but wonder if Lu Lian might also have so profound mystery within her?
Otherwise, how could she captivate a top-billionaire like Lin Haoyuan?
During this brief mont, Liu Sanming already carried Lu Lian to the ditation chamber.
He carefully leaned down, placed Lu Lian onto the low bed, then moved the small table on the bed outside the door.
"Just lie down comfortably, my sister. I'll continue to give you a massage, ensuring you wake up tomorrow with no more shoulder stiffness, feeling revitalized, as if younger by ten years."
Liu Sanming whispered softly.
Lu Lian opened her beautiful eyes and looked at him; in the dim, slightly golden light of the ditation room, she felt Liu Sanming had a distinct allure at that mont.
His features were upright, not exactly handso but very pleasing to the eye, full of angularity.
His eyebrows and eyes might not be exquisite, but possessed a wild masculine beauty.
"Thank you, Sanming, but the lighting here is sowhat dazzling. Turning it off wouldn't affect the massage, right?"
Lu Lian asked with a smile.
Liu Sanming shook his head, "Not at all. I'll gladly turn it off for you."
He said and turned off the light.
Then, he knelt beside the bed and continued to massage Lu Lian.
The ditation room turned pitch black, with only a slight beam of light shining in from outside.
The first few minutes, Liu Sanming was well-behaved, yet his fingers didn't forget to continue stimulating Lu Lian's special acupoints.
As the stimulation on the acupoints intensified, a few minutes later Lu Lian sank into a trance.
It was as if she was no longer in the ditation room, but rather in a private, mysterious environnt.
Soothing waves constantly entered her body, causing her to feel drowsy and yet incredibly comfortable.
Her bones felt like falling apart.
"Sister, do you need so special massage? It'll make you feel as if ascending in delight."
Liu Sanming softly spoke.
His voice intertwined with so potency of the Enchanting Spell.
At this mont, Lu Lian already had no resistance, her body soft and mushy, mind dizzy.
Upon hearing she could experience an ascending comfort, she imdiately smiled subtly and nodded.
"Alright, everything's up to little brother... I... I want to reach heavenly bliss..."
"I'll ensure your satisfaction."
Observing this, Liu Sanming's lips curled up, realizing the ti was ripe.
Imdiately, he withdrew his hands from Lu Lian's shoulders and began massaging her fair, supple neck.
Seconds later, his hands moved down to her sensual collarbone, then to her snow-white, soft upper chest area.
This is truly a woman's private area.
Usually, a woman like Lu Lian would only grant Lin Haoyuan the privilege to touch and kiss this zone.
To others, rely sneak peeks were possible.
But at this mont, as Liu Sanming's hands and fingers touched that area, Lu Lian didn't have the slightest resistance.
As her ten fingers rubbed, the circulation surged, igniting Lu Lian's deeply buried desires.
Her snow-white upper chest began to heave dramatically, breathing becoming rapid.
"Sanming, why am I feeling... breathless for no reason, I... Ah, ah... I, how..."
Before Lu Lian could finish her sentence, her mouth couldn't suppress moans.
Liu Sanming silently chuckled, his fingers imdiately descended, directly touching her full pair of hemispheres.
He maneuvered inside, going under the taut bra, gripping two incredibly soft, exceedingly full flesh globes.
In that instant, Lu Lian's body instinctively tightened, her legs wrapped into a twist, moans escaping her mouth once again.
"Sister, bear with it a little, you'll soon experience even greater pleasure and comfort."
"Little brother, you... you... ah, ah, don't stop..."
Lu Lian's feminine sha and defenses have totally crumbled within the delightful sensation and the spell's effects.
She began to move her delicate body, complying with Liu Sanming's touches, frantically arching her upper body.
Liu Sanming infused his hands with Profound Power, vigorously rubbing and squeezing, quickly making Lu Lian's two full flesh globes swell once more, feeling slightly more substantial.
On top, two pink cherries stood upright.
But Liu Sanming still felt unsatisfied; he released one hand and swiftly undid the side button of Lu Lian's long dress.
After unbuttoning, he pulled gently to the side, Lu Lian half-heartedly protested, soon the dress was entirely removed from her upper body.
Next, Liu Sanming kept one hand caressing, letting Lu Lian imrge in a tingling, inspiring sensation.
The other hand went to pull her dress down.
Soon the dress slipped past her waist and hips, down to her thighs and calves, kicked off by Liu Sanming's foot, completely off Lu Lian's body.
Though the lighting here was poor, Liu Sanming's eyesight clearly unveiled Lu Lian's whole body.
Snow-white like condensed ivory, exuding a gracefully refined beauty polished by ti.
No trace of girlish charm, only matured allure, displayed upon each inch of skin.
Even if those curves, possess extraordinary elegance, not possessed by young girls.
Even beautylike damsels cannot have.
Only pri mature won like Li Qiuyun or Lu Lian can make curves, skin emit such irresistible allure, driving n to lose sanity, wantonly possess unmatched grace.
Liu Sanming watched for a mont, unable to hold his breath heavier!
Below, even harder like about to explode.
Originally, his intent was to tease Lu Lian tonight, etch onto her soul, when the ti was fit, then win over.
But at this mont, Liu Sanming seed unable to await another day...
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