"What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and massage."
Seeing how I hadn’t moved for a while, Mu Qingshuang urged impatiently.
Only then did I snap out of it, trembling as I reached out my hand and pressed it on his shoulder.
Wen Xiangyu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn’t speak.
"Mmm... so comfortable."
As I kneaded, Mu Qingshuang couldn’t help but let out a sound of comfort, closing her eyes, her face full of enjoyment.
"Your technique is really good. No wonder even my picky mom is willing to let you massage."
"Isn’t the effect not great massaging ?"
"I see my mom takes off her clothes, I want to take mine off too."
With that, she sat up and started to take off her clothes.
"Mu Qingshuang, don’t mess around."
Wen Xiangyu seemed a bit anxious, rushing to stop her.
After all, I was about the same age as her daughter; she was fine with me massaging her, but she didn’t want me touching her daughter’s body.
I was completely dumbfounded, standing there a bit at a loss for what to do.
To be honest, I indeed wanted to feel this girl’s delicate body.
But the problem is, this rebellious girl, I really can’t handle well.
If I mess this up, it’ll be a big problem.
Before I could respond, Mu Qingshuang had already stripped down to just her bra and panties.
A pink bra, white panties with cartoon patterns, really cute.
It was clear that she wasn’t as rebellious as she appeared on the surface; she still had a girlish heart.
"Come on, just massage ."
She lay on the bed, hands folded over her lower abdomen, eyes slightly closed, posing as if ready for me to do as I pleased.
I awkwardly smiled, unsure whether I should proceed.
"Since she wants a massage, just give her one."
Wen Xiangyu sighed helplessly and also closed her eyes.
The conversation had gone this far; if I didn’t start, it would make this young girl suspicious of my relationship with Wen Xiangyu.
"Then... I’ll start now."
With that thought, I took a deep breath and slowly placed my hand on her collarbone.
As I gently kneaded, my gaze involuntarily drifted to the deep crevice.
Although Mu Qingshuang was young, the two beauties on her chest were quite full and large, even comparable to the mature Wen Xiangyu.
While massaging, my fingers would inadvertently brush against the exposed tender flesh.
I knew I couldn’t act recklessly at this moment, but with massages, accidentally touching places you shouldn’t is inevitable.
Unexpectedly, with my touch, she couldn’t help but let out a muffled hum.
Tightly pressing her red lips, her brows furrowed.
It wasn’t a look of enjoyment but rather pain.
Seeing her reaction, I couldn’t help but freeze.
"Miss Mu, does it hurt here?"
I lightly tapped the tender flesh above the bra with my finger.
"It does hurt a bit."
"None of your business."
She gave me a sidelong glance and turned her face away.
"Does it feel swollen, with piercing pain at a touch? And very hard inside?"
I withdrew my hand, asking seriously.
Hearing my words, Mu Qingshuang opened her eyes, looking at me in surprise but said nothing.
Even though she didn’t admit it, she didn’t deny it either, and I was sure my diagnosis wasn’t wrong.
"Sister Yu, if I’m not mistaken, your daughter probably has a lump in her breast that needs to be removed quickly, or it will be a big trouble."
I said seriously to Wen Xiangyu.
"Really?" Wen Xiangyu looked at me suspiciously.
"I’m sure." I nodded firmly.
I knew what she was worried about; she thought I was making up excuses to take advantage of her daughter.
But honest to God, I really wanted to help this rebellious girl.
"How could that be? She’s still a virgin and hasn’t had children, how could there be a lump there?" Wen Xiangyu murmured softly, her pretty brows furrowing slightly.
"It’s quite common, many young girls have similar situations. Some are mild, some severe. If not treated in time, it could develop into some breast-related diseases."
I explained patiently.
"Is it that serious?"
Before Wen Xiangyu could say anything, Mu Qingshuang sat up in a flash.