Chapter 353: Massage

Chen Erbao gazed at her fair wrist. It was like flawless white Jade—smooth, delicate, and gleaming with a crystalline luster that threw his thoughts into disarray.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Erbao forced himself to calm down and gently placed his fingers on Zhao Xiang'Er's wrist.

The smooth, tender sensation that met his touch made Chen Erbao unable to resist giving her wrist a gentle squeeze.

The girl shyly retracted her hand a little, but she didn't pull away from Chen Erbao's grasp.

Chen Erbao felt the beat of her pulse as his Divine Sense traveled along her meridians, spreading throughout her body.

After a brief examination, Chen Erbao found that Zhao Xiang'Er's body was quite frail. It wasn't due to any specific illness, but rather a naturally weak constitution.

Perhaps due to a chill or some other reason, the blood vessels in her limbs were somewhat blocked, impeding circulation. This was the cause of her weakness, chest tightness, and dizziness.

Now that he had a clear diagnosis, the treatment was simple. It would either require a professional massage or a prescription to improve blood circulation.

The former method was faster; taking medicine would require at least a week for her body to absorb it and for it to take full effect.

He looked up and saw Zhao Xiang'Er's blushing face. His heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask:

"It's nothing serious. A massage should clear it right up... How about I give you one?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he wanted to slap himself.

'So much for keeping my distance from Zhao Xiang'Er.'

But as his gaze landed on Zhao Xiang'Er, his baser urges took over his brain.

Today, Zhao Xiang'Er was wearing a pink long-sleeved shirt with pure white capris and clean sneakers. White socks covered her ankles, accentuating her tender, flawless calves.

Her hair was tied back in a high ponytail, giving Chen Erbao the sudden urge to give it a tug.

Hearing Chen Erbao's words, a blush bloomed across Zhao Xiang'Er's cheeks. She gave him a shy glance and murmured a soft, "Mm."

Her exquisite, doll-like face nearly made his little brother stand at attention.

He struggled to calm himself down.

"Go ahead and lie down. I'll massage your arm."

Zhao Xiang'Er hesitated. "Shouldn't we go to the bedroom? It's a little cramped here..."

Her face was burning, and a pang of regret hit her.

'A man and a woman, alone in a room... What if someone sees us...'

"Let's go, then."

Chen Erbao swallowed hard, stood up, and headed for the bedroom.

The girl followed silently behind him.

He had been in Zhao Ruoying's bedroom many times before, but now it had a few new decorations.

A few articles of clothing were scattered on the bed.

Chen Erbao even spotted a small, lacy, light-blue piece of underwear...

Only after walking in did Zhao Xiang'Er remember she hadn't tidied up her clothes. Blushing furiously, she rushed to the bed, hastily gathered the clothes, and stuffed them into the wardrobe.

"Divine Doctor Chen... let's begin."

She slowly sat on the edge of the bed and lay back, her feet dangling over the side.

Chen Erbao reached down and took off her sneakers, revealing a pair of small, jade-like feet.

"Your posture needs to be correct, or the treatment won't be as effective."

Seeing Chen Erbao personally take off her shoes made Zhao Xiang'Er even more nervous. She closed her eyes lightly.

Chen Erbao paused, a little taken aback. He watched her eyelashes tremble with nervousness and couldn't help but be inwardly amused.

'She really is just a young girl,' he thought. 'She probably saw what happened last night and is still worked up about it...'

Chen Erbao sat on the edge of the bed, took Zhao Xiang'Er's wrist, and rested it on his thigh.

Her sweatshirt was quite baggy. Chen Erbao hesitated for a second as a tempting thought crossed his mind.

"Xiang'Er, you should take off your sweatshirt. It'll be hard for me to give you a proper massage otherwise..."

"Huh?"

Hearing his request, Zhao Xiang'Er froze, then hesitated.

"Divine Doctor Chen, I..."

"I'm a doctor. In my eyes, men and women are the same. Now be a good patient and take off your sweatshirt."

'I feel like such a creep,' Chen Erbao thought.

After a moment of internal struggle, Zhao Xiang'Er finally sat up. She nervously gripped the hem of her sweatshirt and began to lift it, little by little.

Chen Erbao's eyes were glued to her delicate figure. First, a sliver of pale skin, then her smooth abdomen, and then, moving higher, the edge of a white bra came into view.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Chen Erbao reassured her.

"Back at my village clinic, I treated plenty of women. Some of them had to get completely naked. So relax, don't be nervous."

Zhao Xiang'Er took a deep breath and finally pulled the sweatshirt all the way off.

As the sweatshirt came off, Chen Erbao's eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

Her pale, tender body was now completely exposed to his gaze. Her full breasts, constrained by a white bra, formed a beautiful arc. Her creamy skin seemed to exude a tempting fragrance, making him want to lean in and have a taste.

"The pants, too."

Chen Erbao's Adam's apple bobbed. He continued to coax her.

Zhao Xiang'Er's face was so red it looked like it might bleed. Hesitantly, she placed her hands on her waistband and slowly began to pull her pants down.

The underwear she had on was similar to the pair Chen Erbao had seen on the bed—light blue panties.

The thin fabric barely concealed the mysterious region between her slender, straight legs. Her fair skin seemed to glow, and Chen Erbao found it impossible to tear his eyes away.

He swallowed hard again, his lips feeling a little dry.

"Just lie still... don't move..."

By now, Zhao Xiang'Er's heart was pounding in her chest like a frightened fawn.

She lay flat with her eyes squeezed shut, nervously pressing her legs together and instinctively covering her groin with her hands.

'In her entire life, this was the first time she had ever been in such a state in front of a man.'

Standing beside her, Chen Erbao felt he didn't have enough eyes to take in the whole view.

This jade-like body laid out before him was a tremendous test of his self-control.

His gaze roamed from her full breasts to the barely-visible contours of the forbidden zone between her legs, then to her full, rounded hips, before finally settling on her innocent-looking face.

Chen Erbao slowly reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder.

The instant his rough palm made contact with her delicate skin, Chen Erbao distinctly felt her body tremble.

He took a deep breath, channeling a wisp of his Spiritual Power into her. "Don't be nervous," he whispered. "It'll be over soon..."

The Spiritual Power spread a pleasant warmth through Zhao Xiang'Er's body, causing her to relax involuntarily.

Chen Erbao began at her shoulders, his hands gently massaging her slender, pale arms. The back of his hand would occasionally brush against the swell of her breast, sending a shiver through them both.

After finishing the right arm with some difficulty, Chen Erbao leaned over to begin massaging the other.

Due to his position, Chen Erbao had to lean his whole body over her to reach her other arm.

This meant, however, that he was practically pressing his entire torso down on top of her.

Her full breasts brushed against his chest several times, and he could feel every soft curve!