...
With a "whoosh".
Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly again. She turned her head, her fox-like eyes fixed on Xuan Hao, her gaze filled with a sharp warning:
"Xuan Hao, I'm warning you very seriously! Don't try to play any of those gradual tricks with me! You know my bottom line!"
"I know, I know."
Xuan Hao looked innocent. "I was just offering this suggestion from a purely technical standpoint.
If you don't want to, you can press it through your clothes, but the effect won't be as good."
Bibi Dong stared at him intently for a while, and seeing that he really didn't intend to pounce on her, coupled with the fact that the soreness in her body was indeed quite uncomfortable.
She gritted her teeth, finally managed to sit up, and took off the elaborate, heavy, dark purple papal robe, tossing it casually onto the carpet.
At this moment, she was only wearing a thin silk gauze undershirt.
The fair skin, which was originally completely covered by the long robe, was now partially revealed under the thin gauze, creating a more alluring and deadly effect.
"Lie down properly."
Xuan Hao took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and rubbed them vigorously until his palms were burning hot before placing them firmly on Bibi Dong's shoulders and neck.
"Relax, don't resist my energy and blood."
Xuan Hao's voice lowered.
His hands began to exert force, his fingertips containing gentle and pure qi and blood, and he began to knead and massage along the acupoints on Bibi Dong's shoulders and neck with neither too light nor too heavy pressure.
"Um..."
The moment those hot, large hands pressed down on her, Bibi Dong instinctively tensed her body.
But as Xuanhao began to move, the warm power seeped into his muscles through his skin, and his stiff and sore neck and shoulders actually felt an indescribable soreness and comfort.
The feeling of comfort spread quickly, causing Bibi Dong to let out a soft groan as her previously tense body completely relaxed.
"Who taught you this skill?" Bibi Dong asked with her eyes closed, her voice somewhat languid.
"I figured it out myself."
As Xuan Hao slowly pressed down along her spine, relaxing her back muscles, he casually replied,
"Back in Tiandou City, Na'er often suffered from aches and pains all over her body from training.
To help her relieve these pains, I had her lie on the bed as my human model.
I used a medical book to try and adjust the acupoints on her body little by little."
"Heh, you really do have a deep sibling bond with your sister." Bibi Dong's tone was somewhat inexplicable.
"You already knew perfectly well what my relationship with Na'er was back then, didn't you?"
Xuan Hao smiled, his hands still moving.
Bibi Dong tilted her head, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the ultimate comfort coming from her back. Somewhat casually, she continued to ask, "What about the others?
How many people have you massaged like this for? Rongrong? Or that Dugu Yan?"
Xuan Hao's hand paused abruptly for half a second.
He looked at Bibi Dong, who was lying there, with a strange expression, and coughed lightly:
"Teacher, I think we shouldn't talk about such topics that would ruin the atmosphere in this comfortable and peaceful time, right?
If I really tell the truth, you'll definitely get angry again later."
"Hmph, you do have some self-awareness." Bibi Dong snorted coldly, but did not continue to ask questions.
Xuan Hao's hands roamed over Bibi Dong's smooth, delicate back.
As he pressed and pressed, looking at the thin veil separating his palm from her skin, Xuan Hao's wicked and lewd thoughts finally couldn't be suppressed any longer.
His eyes flickered slightly, and the faint power of his blood and qi instantly condensed at his fingertips, transforming into a thin, highly heated "blood and qi knife."
"Whoosh."
A barely audible tearing sound.
Under the absolute envelopment of Xuan Hao's immense blood and qi power and the numbing effect of high temperature, Bibi Dong's thin silk inner lining was instantly and silently cut open completely in the center of her back.
Because Xuan Hao's palm remained firmly pressed against her, and because he deliberately isolated the surrounding space from fluctuations, Bibi Dong, lying on the bed, was completely unaware that the last thin membrane between her and Xuan Hao had completely disappeared.
Xuan Hao turned around, took out an exquisite jade bottle from his pocket, poured a few drops of the fragrant liquid into his palm, and then placed it directly on her smooth, bare back.
A smooth, slightly cool, and surprisingly moist feel instantly washes over you.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes snapped open, her body tensing instantly: "Xuan Hao! What did you put on my back?!"
"A herbal essence made from a pile of rare medicinal herbs that are thousands of years old, plus the finest flowers."
Xuan Hao remained expressionless, and began massaging her exposed back with both hands over a large area.
"This stuff tastes great and deeply nourishes the skin. Of course, its main function is to lubricate, making it easier to massage."
Just a side trip?!
Only then did Bibi Dong suddenly realize that the thin gauze lining on her back had been completely exposed at some point, and her large, perfect, snow-white back was now completely exposed to the air without any reservation, being wantonly kneaded by those hot hands!
"you--!"
Extreme shame and anger almost made Bibi Dong unable to resist kneeling on him again. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, her teeth grinding together:
"Xuan Hao! You liar scoundrel! You call this 'absolutely no indecent behavior'?!"
"This is really not reckless."
Xuan Hao's movements were disciplined; he simply and honestly used essential oils to massage and relax a large area of her back.
"Na'er always presses it like this. Teacher, don't worry, I absolutely won't break through to the next level.
If I dare to have any bad intentions, just unleash your Soul-Devouring Spider King Leg right now and stab me to death on this bed. I won't even try to dodge!"
Listening to Xuan Hao's shameless promise, which sounded like a solemn oath, and feeling the ultimate comfort coming from his back—which, although somewhat embarrassing, truly swept away all his fatigue—he felt incredibly comfortable.
Bibi Dong tightly closed her eyes, forcibly swallowing the anger that was about to burst from her mouth.
"Don't... move any further!"
"no problem."
Xuan Hao chuckled, and his hand movements became proper and orderly again.
In fact, most of the time, when Xuanhao gives massages to the girls in his family, he is very honest and proper.
After all, this skill is meant to help people relieve the fatigue of training, not to be used for fuss or to take advantage of others.
He only does something silly when he wants to deliberately tease or prank people.
Time passed by, second by second.
The only sound in the room was the soft rustling of the essential oil massage.
Xuan Hao's hands roamed back and forth on Bibi Dong's smooth back, his movements gentle and rhythmic.
At one point, his gaze followed the perfect spine downwards, landing on the slender waist that could be encircled with one hand, and the astonishing curve that was beginning to rise below the waist.
Looking at that absolutely forbidden area that was so close and within reach, Xuan Hao's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
He did have a fleeting impulse to go straight for it and make it a done deal.
But then he thought again, Bibi Dong wasn't the kind of girl like Ning Rongrong or Qian Renxue that he could coax with his shameless methods.
Thinking of Bibi Dong's uncompromising and violent temper, Xuan Hao rationally gave up the idea of continuing to court death.
His hands came to a steady stop on Bibi Dong's waist.
Then, he pulled a clean, warm towel from the side and gently covered Bibi Dong's large exposed white back, covering all the spring scenery again.
After doing all this, Xuan Hao clapped his hands, then lazily lay down on his side next to Bibi Dong, propping his head up with one hand and tilting his head to look at her.
Only then did he realize that Bibi Dong, who was lying on the pillow, had fallen into a deep sleep sometime during the night.
Her usually cold and gloomy, delicate face was now buried in the soft pillow, her breathing steady and long, her brows relaxed, making her appear exceptionally quiet and gentle.
Looking at her unguarded sleeping face, the violence and malice in Xuan Hao's eyes finally dissipated completely, leaving only a faint tenderness.
He stopped trying to wake her up.
Xuan Hao lay down flat, pulled a corner of the blanket over himself, put his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes comfortably.
Speaking of which, after spending more than a year in a frenzied seclusion under the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eyes, and then running thousands of miles overnight after emerging from seclusion, he himself... had not had a good night's sleep like this for a long time.
Listening to the woman's steady breathing beside him, Xuan Hao leaned against the pillow and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled golden rays onto the bed, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere throughout the bedroom.
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