"I’ve twisted my waist." A weak voice of Yang Tao ca from the bathroom, along with an unmistakable sense of pain.
Xu Wendong hesitated for a mont but couldn’t help saying, "Do you want to co in and help you?"
"Okay, co in!"
Yang Tao’s voice was weak. Although she was naked at the mont, she didn’t have much concern because she couldn’t straighten up.
Xu Wendong slowly pushed open the bathroom door, and the scent of body wash hit him, stirring his heart deeply.
What ca into view was an enticing, sexy figure.
Yang Tao was completely bare before him; she was bent over, holding her waist with one hand, her delicate face revealing an unavoidable pain.
And... an inexplicable shyness.
Looking at the body wash still on her body, not yet rinsed off, and the white, tender skin faintly glowing, Xu Wendong inexplicably felt a wave of desire rising in his heart.
But this ti.
He was not overwheld by lust, because he knew Yang Tao was timid and could easily be frightened.
He suppressed the flutter in his heart and said, "Sister Taozi, shall I help you rinse off and then support you to your room for a massage?"
"That’s all I can do." Yang Tao blushed, knowing that she would never let Xu Wendong help her shower unless absolutely necessary.
But now, she had no other choice.
Xu Wendong imdiately picked up the showerhead, turned on the faucet, and a stream of warm, fine water gushed out, flowing down Yang Tao’s sexy neck.
It was a very alluring process because Xu Wendong could clearly see every inch of Yang Tao’s skin.
But for him, this process was painful and tornting because he could only look, not touch, much less go further...
Yang Tao’s heart was also in tornt. Although Xu Wendong didn’t take advantage of the situation, she could feel the aggression in his eyes.
This made her feel a rush of heat in her heart, and her mind inevitably drifted to images of Xu Wendong and Liu Yi together.
Fortunately, Xu Wendong quickly helped her rinse off the body wash and then picked up a bath towel to drape over her.
Having done all this, Xu Wendong bent down and carried Yang Tao princess-style towards the bedroom.
But at this mont.
Yang Tao clearly felt a hard object pressing against her buttocks, making her uncomfortable.
Yang Tao casually asked, "Why are you carrying a stick?"
Xu Wendong almost spat out blood.
When did I carry a stick?
That’s clearly a part of my body, alright?
At this mont.
Yang Tao also realized it probably wasn’t a stick, and an enchanting blush instantly appeared on her delicate face.
The rosy hue spread to the depths of her neck, looking like a ripe honey peach, incomparably beautiful.
The atmosphere turned a bit ambiguous at this mont.
Xu Wendong gently placed Yang Tao on the bed, pressing her waist with his right hand to make her lie down.
Applying pressure was to prevent her from straining her waist injury when lying down.
But even as Xu Wendong pressed on her waist, she turned pale with pain, but fortunately managed to lie down without further incident.
"You really aren’t small; it’s a good thing I know so dical skills, otherwise you’d have to go to the hospital tonight."
As Xu Wendong spoke, he applied the Tui Na Technique, instantly relieving Yang Tao’s pain.
The painful moans beca more lodious and enchanting.
This reignited the desire in Xu Wendong.
His breath quickened, and his hands beca intensely hot.
Yang Tao instinctively covered her mouth, trying not to make any sounds.
Twenty minutes later.
Xu Wendong stopped massaging and whispered, "Your injury is better now, get so rest!" He said, preparing to leave.
Yang Tao was an extrely beautiful woman, embodying both cuteness and sensuality, with her fair and tender skin.
Being alone with such a beauty was a huge challenge for Xu Wendong.
At this mont, Yang Tao’s anxious and helpless voice rang out: "Can I... do sothing for you?"
Xu Wendong instinctively turned back, seeing Yang Tao sitting on the bed with a pink towel covering her front.
Her eyes were nervous, and her face carried a mysterious shyness: "I don’t an anything else, I just want to do sothing for you."
Xu Wendong instinctively swallowed, showing a devilish smile: "What do you want to do for ?"
Yang Tao was at a loss, "I don’t know..."
Xu Wendong chuckled, "Get so rest!" He said, decisively returning to his room.
Because while helping Yang Tao rinse, his vest and shorts were drenched, so he simply took them off and set them aside.
Lying naked on the bed, in hesitance about finding Liu Yi for relief, Yang Tao, barefoot and wrapped in a pink towel, pushed open his door.
Her face was flushed, her bright eyes emitting a shy yet determined look, as if she had decided to do sothing for Xu Wendong.
"Sister Taozi, do you still have sothing?" Xu Wendong pulled up the quilt to cover himself, avoiding an awkward sight for Yang Tao.
Yang Tao didn’t answer his question, nervously walking to the bedside, then grabbing the sumr quilt before Xu Wendong.
"What are you doing?" Xu Wendong, bewildered, clutched the sumr quilt to prevent Yang Tao from pulling it off.
"I... I’ll help you get it out." Yang Tao whispered, her voice mosquito-like, her face scarlet, her teeth lightly biting her lips, eyes full of tenderness, making Xu Wendong’s heartbeat race.
"Are you serious?" Xu Wendong was incredulous, never thinking Yang Tao would utter such words.
Yang Tao responded with a blush, "You’ve done so much for ; I want to do sothing for you too." As she spoke, she grasped Xu Wendong’s sumr quilt and tore it off, revealing that terrifying object.
How is it so terrifying?
Seeing Xu Wendong’s heirloom device up close, Yang Tao felt a strong visual shock, her heart surging with a massive wave.
Even though she’d sneaked peeks at Xu Wendong and Liu Yi together from afar, witnessing it close up was entirely different.
She quickly regained her composure, blushing, "Lie down, don’t look!"
How could soone as obedient as Xu Wendong defy Yang Tao’s words?
He imdiately lay down on the bed, his head resting on his arms, but with squinted eyes, he secretly watched Yang Tao.
Yang Tao hesitated a mont, then knelt on the bed.
She reached out with her slender jade hand and gripped Xu Wendong.
Suppressing her shyness and fear, she leaned down, enveloping Xu Wendong.
Feeling Yang Tao’s warmth, Xu Wendong couldn’t help but shiver.
The flas in his heart grew even stronger at this mont.
He instinctively reached out, pulling away the towel wrapped around Yang Tao, gripping her white, tender fullness with abandon, reveling in its exquisite feel, losing all sense of restraint.
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