Chapter 66: So Embarrassing
Liu Yun’s desires weren’t as strong as Qin Fei’Er’s.
And unlike Su Qianqian, she’d never thought about getting revenge on her husband this way.
But, just like her two best friends...
She was a normal woman.
And she was at that ravenous age.
Furthermore, ever since her condition was diagnosed, her husband seemed to recoil from her.
They shared a bed less and less.
Especially over the past year, she could count the times on one hand. And on those rare occasions, her husband had treated it like a chore, just going through the motions.
For a woman in her prime, this was nothing short of both mental and emotional torture.
She had spent so many nights suffering in lonely torment.
Whenever she saw other couples being affectionate, her heart would ache with unbearable envy.
It wasn’t that the thought of finding another man hadn’t crossed her mind.
But she would crush those thoughts the moment they appeared.
It wasn’t that she was fundamentally conservative, like Qin Fei’Er.
Rather, she worried that if she started cheating, she might get addicted, be discovered, and stir up a host of unnecessary trouble.
When she was just talking with Chenyang about sensitive topics like sex, ripples had already spread through her heart.
But now, as her eyes fell upon the outline of that massive thing straining against the fabric—the tent he was pitching—she couldn’t stop her imagination from running wild, and her body began to have an instinctive, physical reaction.
Liu Yun didn’t dare look any longer.
Genuinely afraid she might do something rash if she couldn’t control herself, she suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind and quickly lay down flat on the bed.
Even lying down, her perfect figure still exuded a seductive aura.
Her full, high breasts didn’t flatten out as she lay down, but remained perfectly pert.
Although her pressed-together legs obscured much of the magnificent scenery in that secret region, the hazy, fleeting glimpses only made Chenyang more eager to explore.
’So beautiful.’
’She was like an impossibly rare goddess gracing the mortal world.’
’Lying naked before him, a hint of bashfulness added a unique layer of beauty to her mature allure.’
’She was a human banquet, making him want to pounce on her and savor every last bite.’
"Xiaochen, you can begin."
"Ah... Okay."
Snapping out of his daze, Chenyang swallowed hard. As he disinfected the silver needles, he began to prepare the necessary medicine.
He fought to keep his eyes off her as he worked, but they seemed to have a will of their own, darting back to every stunning sight on her body.
’And when he thought about how he would soon be touching every inch of her with his own hands, his blood felt like it was about to boil.’
Three or four minutes later, Chenyang soaked several silver needles in the medicinal solution he had prepared.
He also coated his hands with the solution, paying special attention to his fingertips.
"Sister Liu, I’m going to begin."
"Mm."
Liu Yun’s pretty face flushed slightly. She averted her gaze, biting her lip as she responded.
As a surgeon, she saw naked patients almost every day.
Back then, her mind was clear of distractions; she thought nothing of it.
But now, lying naked as she waited for Chenyang to treat her, her heart began to race for no reason.
The thought of Chenyang’s hands on her—touching even her most sensitive spots—made her face flush deeper, and her already tense nerves pulled even tighter.
"Sister Liu, you need to relax. Otherwise, the treatment won’t be as effective."
"I... I’ll try."
Liu Yun took a deep breath, doing her best to calm herself.
But just as she began to feel her nerves settle, Chenyang’s hand was on her lower abdomen.
The heat from his palm made her tense up all over again, and her body’s physical reaction intensified.
She could faintly feel herself growing moist between her legs.
’How humiliating.’
Chenyang didn’t notice the subtle way Liu Yun pressed her legs together. Placing his hands on her lower abdomen, he began the massage.
His movements were rhythmic.
From light to heavy, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.
After several cycles of massage on her lower abdomen, he slowly moved upward.
His hands brushed over the fetching little mole by her navel before coming to a stop between the acupoints and meridians along her rib cage.
While he was doing this, Liu Yun was quietly enjoying it.
The massage sent a warm current flowing through her lower abdomen.
It spread slowly outwards, a deeply comfortable sensation.
During this time, she couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Chenyang.
She meant to watch his hands and his expression, but her gaze uncontrollably drifted lower.
The tent was pitched even higher than before.
His posture made the outline even more distinct.
HUGE!
THICK!
’The visual impact was overwhelming.’
And as Chenyang continued to massage his way up her body, the bulge in his pants drew closer and closer to the dampness between her thighs.
A moment later, Chenyang’s hands moved from her ribs, converging toward the center.
They slid past the sides of her breasts and quickly scaled their pert, jade-like peaks.
And as he leaned his body forward, that steel-hard behemoth pressed unerringly against the enthralling, secret place between her thighs.