Chapter 146: Yinling Wellness Center (12)
After answering, Ji Ning briskly walked herself to the massage bed, removed her shoes and clothes, and no longer required Qin Yanshu to lift a finger.
If he had encountered such a cooperative and sensible female partner in the past, Qin Yanshu felt he would have found it a relief. Yet now, he felt a subtle, inexplicable irritation.
Unwilling to reveal this strange emotion, Qin Yanshu lowered his eyelids and unhurriedly rolled up his cuffs. He walked to the prop table, took two cups, and prepared two different drinks.
When he returned to the massage bed, Ji Ning had already stripped off her clothes and was lying properly on her stomach.
Qin Yanshu looked down at her from above for a moment, his gaze lingering on the stark contrast between that slender waist and the dramatic curve below. The two creamy-white, plush mounds were shaped like a ripe peach, the deep cleft between them inviting the imagination to picture the beautiful scenery hidden once the crevice was parted.
Looking only at her pure, sweet face, who could imagine that such an alluringly seductive form was hidden beneath her clothes?
"Miss Ji, today you don't need to face away from me. Do you need my help turning over?" Qin Yanshu reined in his gradually fermenting thoughts, his tone still that blend of excessive gentleness and insufficient warmth.
"It's fine." Ji Ning refused in a fluster, propping herself up on her elbows to turn over by herself.
After turning over, she abruptly crashed into Qin Yanshu's line of sight. Her heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and she averted her eyes, refusing to look at him anymore.
She thought that if she didn't look, gritting her teeth would make it end quickly. However, Qin Yanshu then parted her legs and climbed onto the massage bed as well. He leaned forward from between her legs until he was above her, his hands braced on either side of her shoulders, lowering his head until they were almost pressed together.
Ji Ning was so nervous that her hands gripped the edges of the massage bed. She tilted her head further away to avoid him, not daring to get too close. She felt as if Qin Yanshu was about to kiss her at any moment.
But when she moved away, Qin Yanshu pressed closer again. His lips hovered beside her neck, brushing against her ear with a teasing, barely-there touch. The soft puffs of his breath sprayed against the fine downy hairs by her ear, sending a tingling numbness rippling through her.
Ji Ning jolted, half her body going numb from top to bottom, even her rear clenching tight.
Wave after wave of that fragrant, heated air burrowed into her ear canal, each itch more intense than the last, until Ji Ning's ear was stained crimson and burning hot.
Ji Ning desperately wanted to refuse, but this was certainly part of the service. She could only silently inch away bit by bit, hoping to lessen Qin Yanshu's influence.
But that man's hands were blocking her in. After squirming for only a short while, Ji Ning had nowhere left to retreat. Her body was already unbearably ticklish, her endurance pushed to its limit, and she let out a sound that was almost a sob.
Fortunately, the time for Qin Yanshu to attend to her ear was up at that moment. He finally stopped teasing her ear and the side of her face, moving his head down to her chest.
It turned out that the "Wind" in "Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon" simply referred to non-physical contact, using puffs of breath on sensitive areas to flirt with the client's body.
Thankfully, her chest and private area were not as sensitive to hot breath as her ears were. For the next little while, Ji Ning only felt a mild, bearable discomfort.
However, she did glance a couple of times at the sight of Qin Yanshu sprawled over her body, and it was a bit visually stimulating.
The "Wind" finally finished blowing. Ji Ning thought there couldn't possibly be a more torturous method than having her ear blown on, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
Yet reality proved that she had thought too simply.
Immediately after, Ji Ning watched as Qin Yanshu took a sip of some unknown liquid, then bent down and enclosed her fleshy lips with his mouth. A tongue, now turned ice-cold, swept and scraped over them. An indescribable stimulation exploded within her body.
Ji Ning abruptly grabbed the bedsheet, her waist tensing up. Her mind went completely blank. She stared wide-eyed, filled with immense regret that she hadn't looked at the details carefully before switching services.
Her request was to reduce contact with Qin Yanshu. How had it instead become more and more excessive, turning into Qin Yanshu kneeling between her legs, his mouth latched onto her most private, soft flesh, licking and teasing inside and out?
The "Flower" in "Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon" actually meant "a tongue blooming like a lotus flower"!
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