At this moment, Wang Yaqi had somewhat lost herself, her eyes slightly squinted, lips parted, continuously making suggestive moans.
"Master Xu, it’s so, so itchy, and a bit sore too."
Right then, the peculiar sensation from the healing wound made her body involuntarily start squirming on the massage bed.
I swallowed hard, my fingers incessantly reaching upward, already exploring under her skirt, inching closer to that mysterious Holy Land.
She seemed unaware, completely plunged into the pleasure of enjoyment.
Watching my fingers delve deeper, at this moment, I only needed a bit more audacity to touch the mysterious Holy Land wrapped in cute Panties, to feel its tenderness and warmth.
Once this thought emerged, it became impossible to suppress.
I was like bewitched, with only one voice left in my head.
Just a touch, it should be alright, right?
But in the end, I still restrained that impulse.
Even though my fingers were mere one finger’s breadth away from that delicate territory.
With the cessation of my movements, that Comfortable sensation also faded, and Wang Yaqi slowly started to regain her senses.
Noticing my fingers lingering at the root of her thigh, her face instantly blushed.
"Mr. Wang, I’ve dealt with the wounds on your legs, next I need to lift your skirt to tend to the injury on your hip."
Taking a deep breath, I swiftly lifted her skirt completely up, exposing her pair of snow-white beautiful legs fully, and the white cotton Panties inside.
Mr. Wang opened her mouth to stop me, but it was clearly too late.
Under her flustered, bashful gaze, I also became exhilarated.
Wang Yaqi pursed her lips tightly, and the next second, her body froze, her face blushing as if it would bleed.
Though it was to treat the wound, for any normal woman, revealing the sight beneath the skirt unreservedly in front of a strange man is unacceptable.
"Master Xu, how... how could you do this."
She glared at me, her face full of shy anger, her voice contained no blame but was filled with panic.
My eyes were fixedly staring at the area wrapped by the Panties, my breathing growing more rapid.
However, soon enough, a pair of tender hands blocked my view.
But I had already seen everything very clearly.
Just as I had imagined, Mr. Wang’s Holy Land indeed had a perfect shape.
What excited me even more was that at this moment, she was unmistakably wet, the cotton Panties showing a distinct damp patch in the middle, outlining the enticing crease.
I stared intensely, my mind a complete blank.
"Master Xu, even though I know you can’t see, you still... this isn’t right. If someone saw this, they’d think that we were... "
"To think I considered you a kind-hearted good person, but you’re ."
Wang Yaqi tightly covered herself there, then let her skirt back down, looking at me with a face full of anger.
"I didn’t think you’d be so vile, so shameless!"
Her emotions became increasingly agitated, her eyes reddening.
After scolding me a few times, she started to get up and leave, limping.
"Mr. Wang, you’ve misunderstood, I... I didn’t mean to take advantage of you."
I hurriedly stopped her, she tried to push me away but didn’t have much strength. Instead, due to the sudden movement, the pain in her hip worsened, causing her to cry out and sit back down on the massage bed.
But at this moment, the look she gave me was full of disappointment and contempt.
"Mr. Wang, it’s not entirely my fault, look, I am a normal man, though I can’t see your face, I believe you must be a great beauty."
"Just now, it was a momentary impulse, and your injury... I had to lift your skirt to reach it, so I just..."
I hurriedly started to explain, fearing that Wang Yaqi would come to detest me.
"But... but you can’t just lift my skirt without my permission."
Wang Yaqi was still somewhat angry, though her tone had gradually softened.