"Are you asking me to lie down for the massage?"
Feeling the effects of the alcohol, Ruan Xingwen swayed her voluptuous figure to her bedside. She placed one leg on the bed, twisting her alluring body. Her beautiful eyes, filled with flirtatiousness, gazed at Wan Yunting. Her flushed face, due to intoxication, made her incredibly captivating at this moment.
"Mhm, you lie down..."
Wan Yunting, also under the influence of alcohol, sensed Ruan Xingwen's gaze becoming increasingly peculiar. However, he managed to restrain himself. He regretted suggesting a massage.
Ruan Xingwen smiled charmingly, elegantly kicked off her shoes, and got onto the bed. She then tucked her hair behind her ear, propped herself up on the bed, and looked back at Wan Yunting with a seductive smile, "Yunting, start massaging."
Watching the curves of her alluring figure and her captivating demeanor, Wan Yunting's inner fire ignited. Yet, he strived to maintain control, nodded, and stood by the bed, smiling at Ruan Xingwen, "Then I'll begin."
"Puchi..."
Ruan Xingwen, tilting her head to glance at him, suddenly couldn't help but chuckle, making Wan Yunting a little embarrassed. However, his hands were already on Ruan Xingwen's lower back, his thumbs pressing on the Shenshu acupoint. "Is it sore here?"
"Uhhhh~~~"
As the man's large hands touched her, Ruan Xingwen's voluptuous body trembled slightly a few times. Feeling the strength of Wan Yunting's fingers, the prone Ruan Xingwen let out a comfortable hum, "Yes, yes, it's sore right there. Yunting, your massage feels so good, much better than the technicians at the massage parlors I go to."
Wan Yunting bent over, his hands skillfully massaging several acupoints on her lower back with his push and pull techniques. "Although technicians at external massage parlors are professionally trained, most of them don't understand human acupoints well, so they don't massage them effectively."
"Mhm, mhm..."
Ruan Xingwen clasped her hands together, resting her left cheek on her forearm. She twisted her head to look at Wan Yunting standing by the bed. Although she couldn't see his face, she said, "Professional Chinese medicine doctors like you provide a more comfortable massage."
Wan Yunting glanced at her and smiled, "Is the pressure enough? Is it sore here?"
"The pressure is just right, yes, yes, that spot is sore too. Massage it more, it feels so good~~~"
Lying on the bed, Ruan Xingwen felt the touch and pressure of the man's hands on her lower back, making her restless heart flutter like a deer. Her body trembled occasionally, and she felt her entire body heat up, causing beads of sweat to appear on Ruan Xingwen's flushed cheeks and forehead. "It's so hot, Yunting, are you hot?"
Wan Yunting, whose hands were continuously massaging and kneading her back, actually felt the sultry heat waves permeating the air. With Ruan Xingwen's panting breaths, his inner fire grew stronger. "I'm alright. Where's the air conditioner remote? I'll turn it on."
"No."
Ruan Xingwen turned her head and smiled seductively at Wan Yunting, "It's a bit chilly in winter. After the massage, I'll take a shower."
"Alright, then I'll massage your neck..."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting's hands moved to the back of Ruan Xingwen's neck. Since she was wearing a slip dress, there was no collar. Wan Yunting's heated hands felt Ruan Xingwen's flushed, sweaty skin, like two burning embers colliding, causing Ruan Xingwen's delicate body to tremble uncontrollably. Her dangling legs began to fidget restlessly...
"What's wrong, are you tired from lying down?" Wan Yunting asked with concern, seeing her body squirming restlessly.
"No~~"
However, Ruan Xingwen, her face flushed crimson, wasn't tired from lying down. Her heart was in turmoil, and she found it difficult to bear the restlessness.
"Then I'll continue massaging your neck..."
Wan Yunting, however, couldn't discern her current state. He could only suppress his own rising agitation and continue massaging the acupoints on Ruan Xingwen's nape. "In the future, when you're working, you should occasionally stand up and twist your neck, understand?"
"Mhm, I know~~~"
Ruan Xingwen grew increasingly agitated. Under the influence of alcohol and the stimulation of the man's warm hands, her heart became harder and harder to control.
"Yunting, I'm tired of lying down..."
After a while, Ruan Xingwen's pretty face was flushed, her seductive eyes somewhat hazy, and her voice had changed.
"Then turn over."
Wan Yunting picked up his hands and straightened up. He immediately felt something and quickly pulled at his pants...
"Puchi..."
As Ruan Xingwen, who had just sat up, saw this, she couldn't help but let out a charming, sly laugh. She immediately looked up, her seductive eyes gazing at Wan Yunting. Suddenly, Ruan Xingwen got up and pounced directly into his arms...
"Sister Wen, you..."
Before Wan Yunting could feel embarrassed, he was so startled by Ruan Xingwen's action that he froze in place, his suspended hands becoming uneasy.
"Yunting, I don't know what's gotten into me..."
Ruan Xingwen, holding Wan Yunting's strong waist tightly, pressed her flushed, hot cheek against his firm chest, trembling with emotion as she said, "Ever since I first saw you, you've given me a special feeling. I don't know if I like you, but I just can't control myself. I want to be closer to you..."
Wan Yunting's expression was stunned. Listening to her softly spoken, emotional words stirred tenderness in his heart...
"Yunting, hug me..."
"Mhm..."
Wan Yunting responded with a low hum, his suspended hands finally placed lightly on Ruan Xingwen's back, gently stroking her a few times. Ruan Xingwen immediately nuzzled her small head into his chest and held his waist tighter, sighing, "It's been so long since someone hugged me..."
These words made Wan Yunting's hands involuntarily embrace her tightly, as if he could clearly feel Ruan Xingwen's inner bitterness at that moment...
And so, they stood embracing silently for a few minutes. Ruan Xingwen, her agitated emotions seemingly somewhat calmed, slightly lifted her head, her face blushing with shyness as she looked at Wan Yunting. She felt a little embarrassed, but her hazy eyes met the man's gaze, and it seemed they both understood the fire that was restlessly burning between them...
At this moment, Wan Yunting's mind was completely clear of other thoughts. Uncontrollably, he lowered his head, slowly approaching Ruan Xingwen's alluring red lips. The woman also sensed the man's change and slowly closed her eyes...
For a moment, they embraced in a kiss. Neither of them were naive, and they were both quite experienced with kissing. Wan Yunting held Ruan Xingwen, showcasing his kissing skills, while the woman passionately responded to him...
Gradually, their kiss moved to the bed...
Author's Note: "You can imagine the rest!"
On the bed, two flames burned, gradually intensifying and becoming more vigorous. They seemed to forget each other, only wanting to merge together and make the flames burn even more intensely...
"Mom..."
However, in the next moment, their daughter Song Moyi's voice echoed from outside the door, instantly jolting Ruan Xingwen, who was in Wan Yunting's arms, awake. Their eyes met, and they instantly sobered up, quickly letting go of each other. Ruan Xingwen, flustered, replied, "Coming..."
Wan Yunting also quickly got off the bed. Ruan Xingwen tidied her dress and hair and walked towards the door. Opening it, she saw her daughter Song Moyi holding a stuffed toy. Her pure, big eyes glanced inside and she asked cutely and curiously, "Mom, what were you and Teacher Wan doing?"
Her daughter's question made Ruan Xingwen flustered and nervous. Wan Yunting behind her let out an awkward cough and walked out, smiling at Song Moyi, "Classmate Song, your mom had a sore back, I was just massaging her."
"Yes, yes, your Teacher Wan was giving Mom a massage..." Ruan Xingwen quickly added.
As a result, Song Moyi stared at them with her bright, sparkling eyes, shaking her small head, "No, are you guys making a little brother for me?"
...
These words instantly turned Wan Yunting and Ruan Xingwen to stone. They looked at each other, and then Ruan Xingwen, regaining her composure, put on a stern face, grabbed Song Moyi, and reprimanded, "Moyi, what nonsense are you spouting..."
"Ahem, well, Sister Wen, it's getting late, I should be going."
Wan Yunting was so embarrassed that he wanted to leave as soon as possible, not daring to meet Song Moyi's perceptive gaze. He felt that if he stayed another minute, he would be utterly mortified.
"Oh, I'll see you out..."
Ruan Xingwen glared at her daughter, then hurriedly followed Wan Yunting downstairs. She asked the nanny to go upstairs to look after her daughter, then opened the door for Wan Yunting, "Yunting, I'll see you out."
Seeing Ruan Xingwen's nervous expression, Wan Yunting nodded. They walked side by side towards the entrance of the complex in silence, the awkwardness filling the air, neither knowing what to say. It seemed they both felt that it was the alcohol that had led to their impulsive actions...
By the time they reached the entrance of the complex, Wan Yunting stopped and turned, smiling, "Sister Wen, this is far enough."
"Oh, okay..."
Ruan Xingwen's pretty face was flushed, and she lowered her head, softly agreeing, looking just like a girl in a new relationship.
"Then I'm leaving." Wan Yunting said tentatively.
"Mhm..."
Ruan Xingwen nodded, then suddenly realized. She looked up at Wan Yunting with flustered, nervous eyes, her voice trembling with uncertainty, "Um, Yunting, just now I..."
Seeing her flustered, uncertain, and incoherent demeanor, Wan Yunting found it amusing. He said, "Sister Wen, I know what you're thinking, but we..."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting suddenly leaned in, whispering into Ruan Xingwen's ear with a breathy, mischievous smile, "Next time, can we find a more suitable place, so we won't be interrupted?"
The man's breath and mischievous words made Ruan Xingwen's earlobes instantly turn red and tingle. Her heart began to race again. She gave him a charming, shy glance, smiling bashfully.
"My car is here, I'm leaving."
Seeing his ride arrive, Wan Yunting said no more. He suddenly gently stroked Ruan Xingwen's hot, flushed cheek with his hand, giving her a final tender smile before turning and leaving the complex to get into the Didi car home.
For a moment, Ruan Xingwen felt the tenderness from this man several years younger than her, which brought her restless heart immense comfort. Although she understood that Wan Yunting wasn't offering her love, this touch of tenderness was already quite satisfying for Ruan Xingwen.
For her current self, Ruan Xingwen truly didn't wish for anything more. She knew she couldn't fall in love with a man again.
As for Wan Yunting, he was simply a man who made her feel comfortable and stirred her heart. Being able to get a bit of his tenderness was enough. Ruan Xingwen dared not expect anything from him emotionally...