"You, close your eyes!"
Feng Lulu was so mortified she was on the verge of tears. In a flash, she snatched up the underwear she had just changed out of.
"Lulu, I didn't see a thing."
Jiang Xinghai quickly shut his eyes, only opening them to leave the bathroom when Feng Lulu called him out.
Though Feng Lulu was sitting on the bed again, her face was still flushed with embarrassnt.
"So, um, should we get started?" Jiang Xinghai asked, slowly walking over.
"Then hurry up. Ti's a-wasting," Feng Lulu said bluntly, lying right down on the bed.
"You need to be closer to the edge of the bed. Otherwise, I'll have to get on the bed to help you. Scoot closer," Jiang Xinghai instructed, standing beside the bed.
Feng Lulu had no choice but to squirm her way toward the edge. "Is this good enough?"
"Open your robe, and we'll begin."
Jiang Xinghai rubbed his hands together, waiting in anticipation.
"Are you going to help , or should I do it myself?" Feng Lulu asked, glancing sideways at Jiang Xinghai.
"You'd better do it yourself," Jiang Xinghai said, giving an awkward shrug.
Feng Lulu hesitated for a mont before whispering, "When you helped my aunt last ti, did she… take it off herself?"
"Of course," Jiang Xinghai said with a perfectly straight face.
Feng Lulu fell silent. She simply shut her eyes, gripped the collar of her robe, and began to slowly pull it down.
Her skin was smooth and fair.
That was Jiang Xinghai's first impression.
Below her snow-white collarbones was the distinct curve of a woman's cleavage.
Petite and lovely.
Although her cleavage wasn't very pronounced, Jiang Xinghai was confident his dical skills could bring about a complete transformation for Feng Lulu.
"That's enough. You don't need to pull it down any further," Jiang Xinghai suddenly interjected.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Lulu had already pulled the robe down past her navel.
Her flat stomach seed to gleam, a breathtaking sight.
"Then let's begin."
Feng Lulu kept her eyes shut, lightly biting her lip. "However you treated my aunt, just do the sa for . You don't need to ask again."
"Are you sure?" Jiang Xinghai blurted out.
"Of course I'm sure," Feng Lulu added.
Hearing this, Jiang Xinghai found himself in a difficult position.
The last ti he'd given Lin Liping acupuncture and a massage, they had ended up going all the way.
"What are you still hesitating for?" Feng Lulu demanded, glaring at Jiang Xinghai through narrowed eyes.
"I want to ask you one more ti: are you sure you want to give you the exact sa acupuncture and massage I gave your aunt?" Jiang Xinghai asked, forcing himself to say it.
"Why is a grown man like you being so wishy-washy?" Feng Lulu huffed, lifting her delicate foot to kick him.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xinghai reached out and caught her foot, saying gravely, "Lulu, I want to hear your answer one more ti."
"I am absolutely, positively sure. Now get on with it." Feng Lulu tried to struggle free from his grasp, hastily pulling her foot back.
"Alright."
Four silver needles appeared in Jiang Xinghai's hand. "At first, your acupoints will feel a slight stinging pain, followed by a flowing, numbing sensation. This is completely normal, so don't worry. I'll use my True Qi to help you clear your ridians."
As he spoke, he inserted the four silver needles one by one into several of Feng Lulu's major acupoints.
Feng Lulu could tolerate the stinging pain.
But the numbing sensation that followed, spreading from her acupoints, was almost more than she could bear.
There was a simple reason for this.
A stream of True Qi flowed from Jiang Xinghai's hand, entering the silver needles and seeping through them into her acupoints.
This strange, warm current, which was clearing Feng Lulu's ridians, was a sensation that nothing else could replicate.
For her, the sensation was utterly marvelous.
"Oh my god, what is this feeling?"
Feng Lulu peeked at Jiang Xinghai's serious expression through narrowed eyes, thinking to herself, 'Thank god I can hold it in, otherwise I would've cried out…'
"Lulu, the ridians in this area have been cleared. You should see a second growth spurt starting tonight."
Five minutes later, Jiang Xinghai removed the silver needles and took a deep breath. "Next, I'm going to start the massage. Try to think about sothing else."
"Go ahead," Feng Lulu said resolutely.
She had co this far; she couldn't possibly give up halfway.
「The next instant.」
She felt the heat radiating from Jiang Xinghai's hands.
"Mmm… You… could you be a little gentler…?"
Even though Feng Lulu had prepared herself, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan at his touch.
She kept her eyes squeezed shut, trying to think about sothing else.
But this was the first ti in her entire life she had ever been massaged like this by a man!
How could her heart not flutter?
"Your hands… are so hot!"
Feng Lulu clenched her jaw, wanting to tell Jiang Xinghai to stop.
But for so reason, as if possessed, she blurted out, "It's fine! Continue! Don't stop!"
"Alright!"
Jiang Xinghai's voice grew louder, and a thin sheen of sweat beaded on his forehead.
'This is killing !'
It would have been one thing if Feng Lulu hadn't reacted.
But her soft moans and the slight squirming of her body were testing his self-control at every mont.
"Your movents… can you make them a little smaller?"
Suddenly, Feng Lulu seed truly unable to take it anymore. Her breathing grew ragged.
"I'll… do my best."
Jiang Xinghai's breathing also grew heavy and quick. Since he was leaning over her, his hot breath washed over her skin.
The scent of his pheromones, already unusually potent, instantly made Feng Lulu's situation all the more unbearable.
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