"You’ve misunderstood. I really just want to help you. If I’m not mistaken, you must have felt something unusual lately."
"When your period comes, the muck down below increases, right?"
I said this without any embarrassment, with my face still serious.
"There is a bit more, but... but that’s still not okay," Tong Tong furrowed her brows slightly, showing a stubborn expression.
"If I don’t look carefully, I won’t know how to help you. After all, it’s your body. If you don’t treasure it, there’s nothing I can do."
"Here’s what I suggest: you should go to the hospital for a thorough examination. But for treatment, it might be lengthy and troublesome."
Upon hearing this, she glanced at me, her attitude gradually changing, not as resistant anymore.
"I know what you’re saying is right, but... I can’t accept it," she murmured, her face turning so red it looked like it might bleed, "Well... alright, I agree. You can check."
After hesitating for a long time, she finally agreed.
I’ve seen many before. In the end, they still care about their own bodies.
She slowly stood up, holding the edges of her jeans with both hands, and started to pull them down gradually.
It was like peeling a ripe peach, stripping away bit by bit.
As the jeans came off, the pink panties beneath were revealed.
With cartoon patterns, incredibly cute.
She bent down, pulling the jeans down to her knees, before stopping and standing there with her face red, shyly avoiding my gaze.
At that moment, my breath nearly stopped. Watching her bashful appearance, it was truly a delight.
That hilly area was the tenderest I’ve seen; although not completely bare, it had sparse hair.
Beneath the mound-shaped hill was a narrow slit...
It’s truly beautiful.
I just stared dumbly, feeling utterly comfortable.
That type of cleavage, I’ve seen it before; imagining how tight it is, I guess even a single finger could barely fit.
"Could you... stop looking at me like that? I... I feel embarrassed,"
She shyly lowered her head, not daring to look at me, her gaze evasive.
At this moment, both the upper and lower private areas were exposed to me, along with her shy eyes and blushing face, each part so alluring.
After appreciating for a while, I finally walked over, squatted down, and slowly reached out my hand towards the tender Peach Garden.
"Why are you touching me there?"
"Ah... stop, please stop."
When my finger poked at her panties, she stepped back in fright, instinctively resistant.
Just based on this reaction, I could tell she is a good girl.
At the very least, she keeps herself pure.
"No, please, no, umm..."
Yet as my hand covered that triangular area, she couldn’t help but let out those shameful cries.
Those were purely instinctive physical responses.
A girl’s body is just that sensitive.
Not to mention this, even just a kiss might trigger her cravings.
Feeling her tender body grow increasingly hot, the comforting sound of her cries started getting louder.
I know she must be very comfortable right now.
"In the future... do I have to do this for clients too?"
At this point, she was already sitting limply on the floor, her beautiful eyes slightly open and gasping for breath.
"No, you just need to do massages. Most clients just need a simple massage. If it gets more complex, I’ll have to take care of it myself."
"Once you’ve learned well, it’ll be different."
"Oh, and later I might need to stimulate your body to make your lower part release some fluid, so I can judge if the inside is normal or not."
"If it’s just a problem above, that’s uncomplicated. But if there’s an issue below too, then it really requires attention."
I breathed heavily, trembling as I spoke.
This girl’s body is truly wonderful, incredibly sensitive.
Just touching a few times over the panties and it’s already soaked.
"What do you mean?" Tong Tong was startled, clearly not understanding fully.