Chapter 112: A Doctor Does Not Avoid Suspicion
Su Yuqing discovered that Chen Mo could precisely locate almost every acupoint and choose the most appropriate technique—whether it was pressing, pushing, kneading, or pinching.
The result was an experience of sublime enjoyment for the person being massaged, which was precisely why Su Yuqing was so amazed.
When he had washed her hair before, Chen Mo had only given her a light massage. After all, leaving her hair wet for too long wasn’t good for her, so he couldn’t give her a proper, extended massage.
He had only done it to help her relax and improve her circulation.
This time, however, he was giving her a truly deep and thorough massage.
It made Su Yuqing’s mind feel twice as clear.
Just as Su Yuqing thought the head massage was over, his hands gradually moved down to her neck and shoulders.
Shoulders are a common source of soreness for women.
This was especially true for women with a heavy burden up front, whose shoulders were even more prone to discomfort.
After Chen Mo used just the right amount of pressure to loosen the tense muscles in her shoulders, his fingers began to work on the acupoints of her neck and shoulders.
This brought Su Yuqing an unprecedented feeling of relief. The massage Chen Mo gave her while washing her hair had barely scratched the surface; this time, he was truly helping her relax, body and mind.
The feeling of heaviness that had been steadily increasing as her body went through its growth spurt was finally alleviated today.
It felt so good that Su Yuqing subconsciously let out a soft moan.
The next moment, she shyly clamped her mouth shut.
Seeing her reaction, Chen Mo smiled and said, "Since I’m already at it, why don’t you lie on your stomach? I can work on your back, too. Given your situation, I imagine there’s a lot of strain on your shoulders and back."
As he spoke, Chen Mo’s gaze drifted to Su Yuqing’s prominent chest.
When Su Yuqing looked up, she saw exactly where he was looking.
She blushed instantly, nodded, then hugged a throw pillow and lay face down on the sofa.
She had indeed felt that her discomfort was related to the growing burden she carried up front.
But in her eyes, this "burden" was a good thing.
’After all, she figured Chen Mo liked ’big burdens’.’
At that thought, her cheeks flushed. She quickly gave her head a little shake, trying to banish those thoughts.
By now, Chen Mo had moved to the front of the sofa and knelt on the floor, ready to begin working on Su Yuqing’s back.
At first, he thought her back would be very lean, but his touch was met with a soft, supple fleshiness.
It’s said that women have a slightly thicker layer of subcutaneous fat than men, but Chen Mo had rarely experienced it firsthand.
Su Yuqing’s figure was perfect—not an ounce more, not an ounce less.
A girl with a figure like that would have skin that was incredibly soft and delicate to the touch.
As Chen Mo reached out and began to knead gently, it felt like working a piece of soft dough.
It was the first time Su Yuqing had ever felt her entire body so thoroughly loosened up.
As Chen Mo continued to knead, she felt the tension in her upper body melt away, leaving her completely slack.
Yet, the more relaxed her back became, the more she became aware of the tightness in another area—the one that always felt the most constricted. Now, it felt even fuller.
Chen Mo had been about to finish, but then he saw Su Yuqing suddenly glance down at her front.
He had a pretty good idea of what she was feeling.
’But there are certain places I can’t exactly... help with directly.’
’Still, I can provide some indirect assistance.’
He cleared his throat. "I’m going to massage your sides next, and then we’ll be done. I might brush against... some sensitive areas, though..."
Chen Mo gestured to the areas on either side of her torso to show her what he meant.
Su Yuqing’s face flushed slightly, but she lay back down on her stomach.
The implication was obvious.
Feeling a bit awkward himself, Chen Mo didn’t say anything more. He reached his hands under her arms and began kneading the muscles along her sides.
Even though he was only working on her sides, her prominent front meant it was still possible to accidentally brush against the edges.
That’s why he had given her a heads-up—to avoid being mistaken for a pervert.
Besides, Chen Mo needed to press a very important acupoint: the Tianchi Acupoint.
This acupoint was particularly effective at relieving the discomfort some women experience from being well-endowed.
The only problem was its location in a rather... awkward area.
However, it was an incredibly beneficial point for both men and women, excellent for relieving discomfort throughout that entire region.
Though Chen Mo knew it was a bit forward, he had been close enough to Su Yuqing these past few days to see her frequently shifting her shoulders or pressing on her own sides from the discomfort. But those were only superficial remedies.
At the very least, if he helped clear her circulation and meridians today, she would be much more comfortable for the next week.
So, having gotten her tacit consent, he decided not to be coy about it.
’A doctor can’t be squeamish.’
’Just put aside any impure thoughts and focus on the task at hand.’
Even though Chen Mo told himself this, his hands still trembled a few times as he reached over.
Only after taking a deep, steadying breath to calm himself did he finally place his fingers accurately on the Tianchi Acupoint.
But he wasn’t the only one who was nervous.
Su Yuqing was even more flustered and tense.
Having her shoulders and back massaged by Chen Mo had been comfortable, but the area he was pressing now was verging on sensitive territory.
She was incredibly shy.
’But I know Chen Mo doesn’t have any bad intentions,’ she thought, forcing herself not to overthink it.
However, a little devil version of herself whispered in her ear, ’And so what if he does have bad intentions?’
Su Yuqing was in a conflicted state. On one hand, she was shy, worrying he might have ulterior motives; on the other, she was somewhat expectant of more intimate contact.
Caught in this internal struggle, she buried her flushed face in the throw pillow, not daring to let Chen Mo see.
As Su Yuqing buried her burning cheeks deep into the down pillow, the blush that started at the tips of her ears spread down her neck.
The breeze from the air conditioner lifted the strands of hair scattered at the edge of the sofa, revealing the back of her neck, which was beaded with fine sweat. Under the overhead light, the fresh droplets of perspiration shone with a honey-like glint. As she unconsciously nuzzled the pillow, they rolled down into her collar.
The fact that she was sweating even with the air conditioning on showed just how hot she was.
It was a light sweat, brought on by a mixture of her shyness and the way she had tensed up against the earlier soreness from the massage.
Seeing Su Yuqing, who was red all the way to the roots of her ears, Chen Mo couldn’t help but smile.