Chapter 793 The Elder's Waist
It was difficult for Shi Zaixing to refuse Ye Xiaoman.
Her medicine had a miraculous effect on him, making him mistakenly believe that she had a way to cure his illness.
As soon as he nodded, Ye Xiaoman's order immediately followed: "Take off your clothes."
Shi Zaixing did as he was told. He knelt on the bed. Ye Xiaoman lay on her side, propping up her face and looking at him. He took off his outer robe, untied his belt, and let his clothes spread out, revealing a line of white on his chest. His arms hung down, and the two layers of outer clothes fell off behind him like a cicada's shell.
Ye Xiaoman was moved and envious. Thin people don't look fat no matter how many layers they wear.
She looked at him openly. Shi Zaixing took off his clothes with the intention of curing the disease, and he was not shy about doing so. He soon took off all his clothes except for his white underwear.
Ye Xiaoman waved her hand, more bold than anyone else: "Take it all off."
Shi Zai Xing insisted to this point: "My body is not good looking."
Ye Xiaoman found this "Elder Tian Yao" quite interesting. On the one hand, he claimed that he had seen through fate and had no obsession with anything. On the other hand, he was particularly concerned about his appearance. He kept his hair beautiful, and when his face was pale, he would think about putting on makeup.
He seems to have an almost pathological pursuit of presenting a perfect image in front of outsiders.
This kind of people are generally the most concerned about face.
Jing Zhui also told Ye Xiaoman that he liked to choose people who valued reputation the most as puppets. As long as they could get hold of their dark history that could ruin their reputation, they would be willing to do anything to maintain their reputation.
Ye Xiaoman silently took this observation to heart. Shi Zaixing was reluctant to take off his clothes anymore. She figured he had nothing to look good in, so she didn't force him. "Alright, lie down."
Shi Yaxing obeyed her instructions, held his long hair with one hand and let it fall to his side, then lay face down in front of her.
Ye Xiaoman stood up and knelt beside him. She first pinched Shi Zaixing's shoulders and could see the clear lines of his butterfly bones. She casually touched his back. He had broad shoulders and a thin waist, and his skeleton was naturally well-endowed. Unfortunately, he was too thin, and it felt uncomfortable to touch him, so she stopped after a few touches.
She started from the Dazhui acupoint on Shi Zaixing's back and massaged his acupoints along the Du channel.
Neptune is good at learning from the people around him, and Ye Xiaoman simply adopted Jing Zhui's methods.
"Um."
Shi Zaixing couldn't help but groan. Ye Xiaoman probably felt that kneeling beside him was not enough, so she sat on him directly.
Shi Zaixing felt his lower back sink. It wasn't that he couldn't bear the weight, but he had never been treated like this before. It felt like being held by a ball of soft cotton, which was very strange.
He could clearly feel Ye Xiaoman massaging the Shenzhu acupoint, Shendao acupoint, Lingtai acupoint... in sequence. He was not unfamiliar with this set of acupoint treatment methods. In order to delay the symptoms of gradual freezing in his torso, his disciples had done all the daily acupuncture and moxibustion care.
When he found out that Ye Xiaoman had used his previous treatment, he initially thought that it would not be very effective, so he waited for her to finish the treatment with a cooperative attitude. She was kind enough to help him, so he didn't want to interrupt her.
Gradually, he felt that something was different.
Ye Xiaoman was particularly interested in his waist. Although there was no special spot there, she kept grabbing it. After she was satisfied, she slapped it hard down there.
"You're so thin and have a nice butt, that's fine."
He heard her mumbling strange things and increasing the force of her fingers, treating him without courtesy.
"If there's no pain, then your meridians are flowing. If there's pain, it means there's blockage somewhere in your meridians. Elder, please be patient."
Fortunately, Ye Xiaoman's speech quickly returned to normal, and her words were quite characteristic of a medical practitioner.
He didn't resist at all.
His waist was very sensitive and he usually didn't like being touched, but after she grabbed it mercilessly, he felt strangely happy.
The unpleasant feeling of humiliation in his heart was easily suppressed, making him willingly endure her rudeness.
“Hmm!”
Shi Zaixing heard a few embarrassing noises, and then realized that it was his voice.
He immediately bit his knuckles in embarrassment.
Fortunately, the sound of rain was so loud that it covered up his awkwardness.
His cheek was pressed against the quilt, and occasionally his face moved on the silk as she helped him massage his muscles and loosen his bones. The boundary between reality and reality became blurred, and the trance of relaxation became clearer and clearer. A thin layer of sweat had already appeared under his thin shirt.
The long-lost heat melted the ice in his blood into warm water, clearing away every blockage, and for the first time, the pain stayed away from him.
Ye Xiaoman was a person with little patience. After hastily pressing some important acupoints on Shi Zaixing's back, she found that Shi Zaixing didn't seem to have any special reaction, and she felt a little discouraged.
She stood up, stood beside Shi Zaixing's waist, and instructed him, "Turn over."
She planned to just give it a perfunctory response and then end it.
Shi Yaxing lay there motionless, and she kicked him coldly in the side, "Hurry up."
Shi Zaixing uttered a series of vague syllables, and after a moment's hesitation, he turned over.
Then Ye Xiaoman saw his flushed face.
Shi Zaixing's body suddenly jumped, and then froze stiffly.
Ye Xiaoman raised her eyebrows.
Shi Zaixing was so ashamed that he almost wanted to bang his head against the bedpost and commit suicide. He apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I wouldn't do this before..."
In his excitement, he choked and started coughing again.
He couldn't stop coughing for a series of stitches, and the blush on his face became even redder, making it seem even more obvious that he was trying to hide something.
Under Shi Zaixing's tearful, pleading eyes, Ye Xiaoman finally ignored his embarrassment as he wished. She twisted Shi Zaixing's waist with surprising force: "So this is the elder's point."
Shi Zaixing let out another uncomfortable gasp from the bottom of his throat.
His long hair was spread out on the bamboo pillow, and his handsome face was not particularly stunning, but his eyebrows were knitted, and a few strands of black hair were slightly stained with sweat on his face. The pupils in his dark eyes were dilated, and his pale lips were bitten with blood marks, so his ordinary appearance showed an attractive beauty.
Especially since half of his face was marked with distinct five-finger marks...
Ye Xiaoman immediately thought of the weak husband who was forced to marry into the family, who fought desperately on his wedding night but was still raped, and who gave up on himself after being raped...
Ye Xiaoman was excited by her own imagination.
Shi Zaixing's cough gradually subsided, and he stared blankly in Ye Xiaoman's direction. Ye Xiaoman couldn't grasp his soul and pulled his long hair.
Shi Zaixing came back to his senses, too embarrassed to look directly at Ye Xiaoman.
He thought Ye Xiaoman would be angry, slap him again, or laugh at him, or... continue to twist his waist to humiliate him.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaoman ended the treatment directly and left him alone.
"Go back."
Ye Xiaoman sat on the edge of the bed, putting on her shoes with her back to Shi Zaixing, leaving him with a graceful and relaxed back.
Shi Zaixing's surroundings suddenly became empty, the warmth suddenly disappeared, and he felt inexplicably lost.
He blurted out, "The rain hasn't stopped yet."
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