"Would I joke about something ?"
I looked completely serious.
I did indeed want to take advantage of the situation with Mu Qingshuang, but I also genuinely felt an unusual lump in her full and beautiful assets. If it’s not taken care of quickly, it might lead to various complications.
After hearing me out, Wen Xiangyu got anxious and hurriedly said, "Mu Qingshuang, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and take off your bra, let Master Xu give you a massage."
Mu Qingshuang blushed and whispered, "What are you saying? This guy is a boy, how can I let him touch me there..."
"Besides, there are hospitals, right? If it’s serious, I can just go to a hospital."
"You silly child, if hospitals were so effective, would I be looking for Master Xu to help me?" With a serious face, Wen Xiangyu said sternly, "Hurry up, I’m here; what can Master Xu possibly do to you?"
"Besides, he’s not that kind of person."
"Sister Yu, if it’s really pushing it, forget it; you can’t force these things." I said with a bitter smile.
Listening to Wen Xiangyu and me, Mu Qingshuang bit her lip tightly, showing a face full of hesitation and doubt.
After a long while, she finally said, "Alright, alright, just help me with a massage."
"If you dare take advantage, just see how I’ll handle you."
I chuckled, "Then please take off your bra, and lie down without moving."
Mu Qingshuang is indeed a rebellious teenager, but she’s also a normal adolescent girl; no matter how rebellious, she would still feel shy.
She reached behind her and unclasped her bra.
As the bra fell away, those tender and firm assets were exposed before me.
So tender, so large...
If Wen Xiangyu is a ripe peach, then Mu Qingshuang is a green apple.
Each has its own charm, each has its own beauty.
These two women together create a unique beauty.
"What... what are you staring at? Pervert!"
"Let’s get started already."
Perhaps noticing my burning gaze, Mu Qingshuang shot me a glare and angrily lay on the bed.
"Xiao Xu, don’t mind her, that’s just how my daughter is; please, make sure you give her a good massage." Wen Xiangyu gave me an apologetic smile.
I nodded, then slowly reached out, placing my hand on those youthful and full assets.
With just a slight pressure, Mu Qingshuang couldn’t help but let out a painful cry.
"What’s wrong with you? I already told you it hurts, and you still used so much force," she complained.
I gave a bitter smile but didn’t lessen the pressure, instead increasing the intensity.
Truly youthful assets, even with the lumps inside, the feel was still rather nice.
As I kneaded, stimulating the acupoints on her assets, slowly, that pain began to dissipate, replaced by comfort.
Mu Qingshuang tightly pressed her lips, clutching the bedsheet, not sure if it was from pain or nervousness, as her delicate body slightly trembled.
"Is it not as painful now?" I asked softly.
"Yeah... not as painful."
Mu Qingshuang responded breathlessly, "I didn’t expect you, as young as you are, to be so good at massaging."
"What... what are you doing, don’t touch there, it’s very ticklish."
When my fingers pinched the protruding bud, her cry suddenly escalated, and her legs involuntarily tightened.
My eyes involuntarily moved downward, naturally landing on that rising hilly area.
The girl’s mound is so beautiful, like a small bun.
Because she tightened her legs, the panties below were squeezed tightly into the gap.
Just looking at it , one could imagine how snug that gap must be.
And it seemed I hadn’t seen any hair exposed.
Which means the hair there is probably quite sparse.
Or maybe... a white tiger?
After massaging for a while, Mu Qingshuang’s face was already flushed, with fine beads of sweat even forming on her upturned nose. Her small mouth opened wide, breathing heavily, as if she had just been through a climax.