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Li Qianfan was suddenly startled and puzzled as to why he did such a thing. After giving it some thought, perhaps this was just a talent men were born with.

However, Li Qianfan reacted very quickly, saying earnestly, "Sister Li, you may not know, but I am doing this to prevent your other breast from also developing fibrocystic breasts."

"Really? Well, thank you very much."

Hu Li’s voice was filled with gratitude, and she immediately gave her thanks.

Seeing Hu Li’s moved expression, Li Qianfan cursed himself for being such a great trickster, but he also understood the advice of the aunty next door. In a county town like this, you must say pleasant things, as it not only resolves unnecessary misunderstandings but also makes people happy.

Especially when facing a woman, one must learn to speak sweet nothings!

Following that, Li Qianfan didn’t say much and began to use the Yin-Yang Massage Technique to massage Hu Li’s breasts. This was the first time he used massage therapy to cure someone, so he was extremely careful, afraid that something might go wrong.

At first, Hu Li didn’t feel much, just the sensation of her breasts being kneaded. But as Li Qianfan’s palms grew hotter, everything changed.

Right now, she felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, her entire body warm and cozy as if her soul could fly out at any moment, and her bones nearly melted from relaxation. This extreme comfort made her body surrender involuntarily.

However, when Li Qianfan’s fingers touched the purple grapes, Hu Li’s body immediately tensed up again, and her beautiful legs clamped tightly together.

As Li Qianfan’s massage sped up, Hu Li’s cheeks flushed, her eyes became hazy, and more importantly, her breathing became more and more rapid.

"Slower... Qianfan... too fast, Sister can’t take it!"

Moans of pleasure continuously emanated from Hu Li’s mouth.

"Sister Li, I can’t go slow. I am dissolving the lumps in your chest. If I’m too slow, we won’t achieve the most perfect therapeutic effect. Hold on for a little longer," Li Qianfan said as his hands moved even faster.

"Mmmng!!"

Hu Li’s hands gripped the bedsheet tightly, her excited moans echoing in the rest room for a long time.

So comfortable!

It’s just too comfortable.

At this moment, Hu Li felt as though she was dreaming. The intense pleasure made everything seem so surreal. Amidst her excitement, there was also a deep sorrow.

The years of married life flashed through her mind.

Though blind, Hu Li was very happy during the first two years of marriage, working from dawn to dusk. Not only was her work fulfilling, but after sunset, she could enjoy the blissful irrigation from her husband.

Ever since her husband became fond of gambling, her life changed. His temper transformed, he no longer worked diligently, and he squandered all their savings, even losing the money for her eye treatment. Most importantly, he no longer touched her.

In the past, her husband would still deal with his chores, but as he grew fonder of gambling, he simply wouldn’t touch her at all anymore and would fall asleep as soon as he got home.

A few months might have been bearable, but after two to three continuous years, Hu Li’s body had reached a point of exhaustion. Sometimes, she couldn’t hold on and had to resort to a smooth cucumber to comfort her lonely body.

But now, Li Qianfan’s massage was giving her sensations of pleasure she hadn’t felt in a long time. Even his hands, filled with magic, could make her happier than her husband ever did.

"Faster, Qianfan, faster... I can’t take it anymore!"

Suddenly, Hu Li’s body arched, trembling gently.

At this moment, she was like a leaf boat in the ocean, subject to the fierce winds, causing her hands to flail through the air. Suddenly, a stick fell into her clammy hands, giving her an unprecedented sense of security as she gripped the stick tightly...

It’s so hot!

Hu Li felt a scorching sensation in her palms, but at this point, she could no longer care about anything else but gripping tightly, enjoying those ten-plus seconds of bliss.

Yes, she had reached the pinnacle!

After being so depleted for so long, she finally found solace at this moment; only after the overwhelming pleasure dissipated did her arched body collapse limply onto the sofa.

"Huff, huff, huff, huff!"

Hu Li’s cheeks were flushed, her little mouth opening and closing as she breathed heavily, yet her palm was still tightly gripping the rod that had appeared at some point.

As her excitement grew, so did the strength in her hand.

"Hiss!" Feeling the pain, Li Qianfan sharply inhaled a breath of cold air and vigorously shook his body, trying to shake off Hu Li’s grasp.

But Hu Li felt a special sense of familiarity with this rod and didn’t want to let go of it at all; the strength in her hand grew even more.

The pain intensified, and Li Qianfan dared not move his body anymore, for fear that an excited Hu Li might snap it off, leaving him nowhere to cry.

However, Li Qianfan’s expression became very strange. He had never imagined that Hu Li could be so sensitive that a massage would push her to the climax.

It seemed that this woman had been forgotten for too long; the slight stimulation was unbearable for her.

"Sister Hu Li, the massage is done,"

Li Qianfan said, realizing that his dragon root was still being held, as a reminder.

"That’s it?" Hu Li’s pretty face showed reluctance, but she sincerely thanked him, "Qianfan, thank you. I have to say your ’Yin-Yang Massage Technique’ is really amazing, it made me extremely comfortable."

"Sister Li, I worked so hard to massage you, yet you repay kindness with ingratitude, wanting to make me into a eunuch. You owe me an apology!" Li Qianfan couldn’t help but retort.

"Ah?"

Hu Li looked puzzled and asked, "Qianfan, what do you mean by that? How could I possibly make you a eunuch?"

"When I was massaging you just now, you kept holding on to me below, and with such strength, too; anyone who didn’t know better might think you were trying to rip it off."

Li Qianfan said with a look of grievance.

"So you mean, the rod in my hand, is your..."

Upon hearing this, Hu Li suddenly recalled the rod in her hand. She gently squeezed it, finding it hard as mysterious iron, then measured it with her fingers, only to feel as if she could not touch its end. Was this Li Qianfan’s thing?

Impossible!

The rod in her hand was thicker than her wrist; no normal human could be so large.

Then Hu Li said, "Qianfan, are you thinking that since Sister Li can’t see, you decided to deceive me? This is clearly just a rod, how could it be that thing of yours."

Li Qianfan looked down and watched himself being held by Hu Li, and yet she refused to admit it; he said, "Sister Li, I’m telling the truth. What you’re holding right now is indeed mine... Alright, fine, if you won’t apologize, could you at least let go of it first?"

"You’re still lying to me?"

Hu Li said earnestly, "Qianfan, I’m already married and I know all about men’s stuff. In this world, there’s definitely nothing that big, and besides, what would be the point of lying to me about something like this? You bad boy!"

"Sister, this thing is just inside my pants, why would I need to lie?"

Li Qianfan was completely exasperated; how could she be so stubborn?

Such an obvious thing, and she couldn’t even recognize it?

Could it be that Hu Li had really never seen a man so well-endowed? When a person confronts something unfamiliar, they often choose to disbelieve or deny it.

For instance, an ordinary person making three thousand a month, when dining with someone who makes a hundred thousand or a million, won’t believe when the latter mentions their staggering income. Instead, the one with three thousand would just think the other is bragging...

"Maybe you hid a rod in your pants and are trying to trick me? Let me pull that rod out and expose your lie."

So thinking that Li Qianfan was bragging, Hu Li, guided by her instincts, pulled down Li Qianfan’s pants and seized what was in her hand...