Chapter 182: Cleansing Ning Xiaoyu
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Xiaoyu, you might feel a bit of pain later, but you have to endure it.”
Ye Xiaofei expressed his concerns to Ning Xiaoyu before getting started.
Ning Xiaoyu shyly avoided eye contact with Ye Xiaofei and softly replied, “It hurts… I know, but… I’m not afraid. Girls… girls are supposed to experience pain.”
Ye Xiaofei was taken aback for a mont, realizing that Ning Xiaoyu’s response seed completely unrelated to what he had just said.
Clearing his throat, Ye Xiaofei continued, “Xiaoyu, in this ‘massage and cultivation’ technique, 1 will open up your ridians and activate the true qi in your dan tian. I asked you to undress for the convenience of performing this procedure, but it’s not… it’s not about… that.”
“Oh?” Ning Xiaoyu froze for a mont, then imdiately buried her head in the blanket, too embarrassed to face Ye Xiaofei.
He gently patted Ning Xiaoyu’s head from outside the blanket and said, “Alright, we’re about to start.”
“No! Let do it.” Ning Xiaoyu muffled her voice from within the blanket.
“That won’t do. I can’t be by your side all the ti. In the future, when you go to college, you’ll encounter all sorts of people. If you can’t protect yourself, I’ll worry. Xiaoyu is such a good girl, and I want you to listen to .”
Ning Xiaoyu hesitated and said, “Then… you can’t laugh at .”
“I won’t. 1 won’t. How could I laugh at Xiaoyu? It’s my honor that you trust so much.”
After a while, with Ye Xiaofei making various promises, Ning Xiaoyu cautiously lifted her head out of the blanket.
Ye Xiaofei stroked Ning Xiaoyu’s head and softly said, “We’re about to start now. When it starts to hurt, feel free to cry out. But I definitely won’t stop; otherwise, the previous efforts would be wasted, and it would hurt all over again.”
“Oh, 1 will endure it.” Ning Xiaoyu agreed obediently, convinced by Ye Xiaofei’s solemn words.
Not wanting to delay any longer, Ye Xiaofei suddenly flicked his hand and directly pulled the blanket off Ning Xiaoyu.
Ning Xiaoyu exclaid and hurriedly covered herself with her hands, unsure where to place them.
Ning Xiaoyu was already eighteen years old. Her figure had developed quite well. Though not as curvaceous as ng Zhijing and Luna, she exuded a charming and girlish aura.
Ye Xiaofei took a deep breath and his gaze instantly beca extrely clear.
He said, “Xiaoyu, don’t move around. I’m about to begin.”
Upon seeing Ye Xiaofei’s gaze, Ning Xiaoyu’s inner turmoil gradually cald down. She nodded slightly and closed her eyes, letting her arms slide down her sides.
Ye Xiaofei held several silver needles in his hand. With a swift motion, he inserted the needles into key acupoints on Ning Xiaoyu’s body.
Then, Ye Xiaofei used his fingers to directly tap on Ning Xiaoyu, allowing the true qi to slowly enter her body.
Having done this for ng Zhijing and Luna before, Ye Xiaofei was quite skilled. However, this ti was quite different from the previous occasions.
With ng Zhijing and Luna, he had simply used the simplest thods to achieve the desired effect; there was no pursuit of high quality.
But with Ning Xiaoyu, he had to choose the best thod. He put in his utmost effort to ensure that Ning Xiaoyu achieved the best results.
His considerations even included Ning Xiaoyu’s feelings, aiming to minimize her pain and discomfort as much as possible.
When soone becos too concerned about doing sothing, they often beco more cautious and ticulous.
At first, Ning Xiaoyu felt shy, especially when she felt his hand touching her and moving all over her body, leaving no part untouched.
But wherever Ye Xiaofei’s fingers went, it felt like he was forcefully creating a pathway within her body. As the pain grew stronger, she beca less self-conscious.
Ning Xiaoyu kept in mind what Ye Xiaofei had just said. Besides, she saw his serious expression and the sweat starting to bead on his forehead.
Even though it was painful, she gritted her teeth and endured.
After two full hours, Ye Xiaofei removed the silver needles from Ning Xiaoyu’s body and then collapsed beside her, breathing heavily.
“Brother Xiaofei, are you okay?” Ning Xiaoyu exclaid in alarm and quickly hugged him.
Ye Xiaofei coughed lightly and said, “It’s nothing, just tired. I’ll rest for a bit.”
Ning Xiaoyu sat up and reached out her arm to grab a tissue from the bedside table above Ye Xiaofei’s head.
But as she reached for the tissue, Ning Xiaoyu suddenly stiffened and looked down at Ye Xiaofei.
“All!”
Ning Xiaoyu recoiled, hastily pulling the blanket over herself, blushing and stuttering, “Brother Xiaofei, you’re so bad! How could you… treat like this?”
Ye Xiaofei’s face also reddened, feeling embarrassed. He said, “Xiaoyu, it’s not intentional. It’s because you pressed onto my face like that.”
“No, it’s all your fault.” Ning Xiaoyu, still embarrassed, kicked Ye Xiaofei with both her little feet.
“Ouch!”
With Ye Xiaofei’s exclamation and the sound of him falling to the ground.
Ning Xiaoyu turned her head and saw that Ye Xiaofei had disappeared from the bed, lying disheveled on the floor..
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