Chapter 591 Notice (5)

"Oh, that should be a little gentler."

He slowed down his strength again. This time, it was not like a massage, but more like a caress. The breeze blew gently, creating ripples. He was above and could clearly see that Xia Siyu's body trembled slightly.

Xia Siyu didn't want to be controlled by him anymore, so she turned around quickly: "Stop, the back is already pressed."

"The back is ready, right? In fact, there are many reflex nerves in the front, so of course you have to do the whole set at once. You lie down, I'll help you."

Bo Yan was serious, with no expression of wanting to take advantage on his face. But Xia Siyu was deceived by his cold appearance before, so she would not be fooled easily: "No, no need."

"Why, are you afraid? Are you afraid that you will pounce on me later and ask me to love you? Or are you afraid that you will be deeply involved and will be conquered by my palm in the future?"

Bo Yan knew Xia Siyu's Achilles' heel: she couldn't stand being provoked!

Sure enough, Xia Siyu immediately glared and shouted unyieldingly: "Who, who said that! Come on, am I afraid of you?"

She was not afraid of anything really happening to him, so why would she be afraid of him giving her a massage? Is this guy funny?

After she said that, she really lay down on her back with a righteous look on her face: "Come on!"

That expression didn't look like she was going to get a massage, nor did it look like she was going to do anything bad, just like she was going to die heroically.

Bo Yan smiled, turned around and applied essential oil again. He said he would give a good massage, so he had to do it well. In the past, Bo Yan liked to knead plasticine the most, but this time his technique was obviously not kneading plasticine, he was really massaging and smoothing her body.

Bo Yan would definitely not press her knots bit by bit like a professional masseur. But he did not rub the plasticine casually like he did when he fought at night. His palms were a little rough because he had practiced Sanda in the past, and even if he applied essential oil, he could not cover up the tangled lines on his palms.

But this slightly rough touch, coupled with the warmth of his palm and his just-right strength, gave her a very strange feeling.

Bo Yan went all the way down along the midline, without any ambiguous hints. Instead, the warmth and strength of his palm gave her a warm feeling. During her previous menstrual period, thanks to Bo Yan's care, with his palm, it was like having a small hot water bag, and she sighed with comfort.

Bo Yan watched her gradually relax her vigilance, and still hovered around her abdomen for a while, and then probed down again.

After the pressure on her back just now, Xia Siyu actually felt a little relieved about him. However, compared to the back, the acupuncture points on the front are more, more complex, and more sensitive.

At first, Xia Siyu didn't feel it, but later, as he moved down, even without any deliberate teasing, she began to feel unbearable. Just now, it was the warmth of Bo Yan's palm that warmed her abdomen. Now, she also felt the heat flow from her body, and she felt warm and light, but there was still a secret that she wanted to tell.

Especially when it came to the Qugu point, which was at the end of the front midline, just above the key point.

Bo Yan's continuous pressure made her toes curl up, feeling both tangled and comfortable. She didn't even dare to move or speak, for fear that once she opened her mouth, the sound she made would not be something she could control.