Playboy in the City-Chapter 75: Stripped Clean

"Sister Li, I..."

Chen Yang’s words immediately made Chen Huishu nervous. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she clenched Li Yan’s hand tightly.

"Go on, just relax. Xiao Chen’s medical skills are excellent."

Li Yan smiled and patted Chen Huishu’s hand, which was ice-cold with nervousness. "Zhou Chun and I will be right outside. It’s fine."

Chen Huishu exhaled sharply. She glanced at Zhou Chun, who obviously wanted her to refuse, then gritted her teeth. Grasping the decorative ribbon on her dress, she stood up and walked toward her bedroom.

The more Zhou Chun wants me to refuse, the more I’m going to agree.

"Lao Zhou, my one rule for treatment is that I don’t like to be disturbed."

Chen Yang glanced at Zhou Chun, nodded at Li Yan, and followed the nervous Chen Huishu into the bedroom.

Watching the bedroom door close, Li Yan’s icy gaze turned to Zhou Chun. "Sit down and behave, you useless thing. Are you actually worried that Xiao Chen might screw your wife?"

"Director Li, that’s not it," Zhou Chun said. "I just don’t want this kid to see my wife naked and touch her all over."

Zhou Chun wasn’t actually worried about Chen Yang sleeping with his wife. He was certain the kid wouldn’t dare, and neither would she. He just felt deeply uncomfortable with the whole situation.

"Hah," Li Yan sneered, giving Zhou Chun a mocking look. "In a doctor’s eyes, a patient is just a piece of meat. Only someone as filthy-minded as you would think that way."

"I..." Thinking about his own misconduct when treating female patients, Zhou Chun didn’t dare say anything more. He quickly changed the subject. "By the way, Sister Li, which big shot are we going to have this kid treat to build connections?"

「Inside the bedroom.」

Chen Huishu sat nervously on the edge of the bed, her hands twisting the decorative ribbon on her dress. She didn’t dare to look at Chen Yang, a far cry from her demeanor when they first met.

Chen Yang, however, appeared very composed.

The growth of the profound life-and-death energy in his Dantian has quelled his initial cravings and impulses toward women, allowing him to maintain complete self-control.

He calmly pointed to the soft bed behind Chen Huishu. "Sister Chen, please take off your dress and underwear and lie down on the bed so we can begin the treatment."

"Of course, you’d better place a highly absorbent blanket or something similar under your hips," he added. "After the massage, the acupuncture will open your Yin and Yang meridians. When that happens, you might squirt a large amount of fluid, and we don’t want to get your bed wet."

Chen Yang felt it was necessary to give these warnings beforehand to mentally prepare her.

"Ah? I’ll squirt? Does that mean I’m going to climax? This is..."

At this, Chen Huishu’s pretty face flushed a deep, hot crimson. She became even more tense, having never expected that Chen Yang’s treatment would have such a result.

To make me climax in front of a strange man... how utterly shameful and embarrassing!

Chen Yang nodded earnestly. "You’re frigid. We must stimulate your libido; it’s a necessary part of the healing process."

Chen Huishu took a sharp breath. Seeing Chen Yang’s serious expression, she was struck by how masculine and handsome he was, stirring an unfamiliar feeling deep inside her.

This is something I’ve never once felt with my husband, Zhou Chun.

"O-Okay... you..."

She took a deep breath. She had been about to ask Chen Yang to turn around, but then she remembered he would have to massage her and perform acupuncture, so she immediately abandoned the thought.

With a flushed face and a racing heart, she stood up. Under Chen Yang’s steady gaze, her fair hands untied the dress ribbons, and she slowly undressed.

Instantly, her delicate, jade-like body was revealed to him—slender and curvaceous, with long, slim legs devoid of any fat. Her prominent, perky breasts were tightly bound by a sexy, exquisite white lace bra, and the snow-white valley squeezed between them seemed deep enough to swallow a man’s soul.

Chen Yang hadn’t expected her to have such a toned abdomen. "Sister Chen," he asked curiously, "are you a dance teacher at the kindergarten?"

"Ah..." Hearing his sudden question, Chen Huishu was momentarily stunned. Realizing he had noticed her toned abs, she instinctively moved to cover them but stopped herself. "Yes. I teach dance and other activities to the children."

Perhaps the thought of the cute children put her at ease, as she smiled, her tension visibly lessening.

"No wonder you have such a defined stomach. That’s a physique many women dream of."

Chen Yang offered the compliment freely. Inwardly, however, a desire to conquer Chen Huishu rose within him. After all, among all his women, not even Lin Ruixin, with her perfect and youthful figure, had abs like these.

"Thank you."

Receiving Chen Yang’s praise, Chen Huishu’s tension dissipated quickly. She reached behind her back and expertly unclasped her white lace bra.

Instantly, her snow-white breasts sprang free from their restraints, bouncing to reveal their full, perky shape with no signs of sagging. The pinkish areolas that crowned them were as pure in color as a young girl’s, looking like ripened peaches ready to drip with sweet juice. The visual impact was intensely powerful and difficult to resist.

Chen Yang, though outwardly calm, felt a wave of heat rise within him at the sight, and a stirring in his loins. He quickly suppressed the reaction. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Seeing the clarity in Chen Yang’s eyes, which held not a trace of lust, Chen Huishu relaxed significantly, her favorable impression of him growing immensely.

Chen Yang is completely different from the men I usually encounter. When other men look at me, their eyes are filled with a devouring hunger that I find disgusting and repulsive.

Without another word, Chen Huishu slipped off her white lace panties, revealing the sparse patch of hair below.

As Chen Yang watched, she sat on the edge of the bed with a flushed face, lifting her beautiful legs to slide the panties off her delicate, porcelain-white feet. As she moved, the glistening, pink flesh between her thighs became fleetingly visible—an incredibly tempting sight.

A very clean woman, was Chen Yang’s assessment. Indeed, his spiritual sense confirmed that apart from her frigidity, Chen Huishu had no gynecological problems. She was healthy, pink, and immaculate down there. He could hardly imagine how a useless degenerate like Zhou Chun managed to marry such a fine woman.

Soon, Chen Huishu was lying flat on the bed. Overcome with shame, she didn’t dare open her eyes. She placed one hand over her chest and the other over the beautiful patch below in a futile attempt at modesty.

"Dr. Chen... Xiao... Xiao Chen," she stammered, her face burning, "you can... begin the treatment now."

"Relax, Sister Chen. My treatment won’t hurt."

Chen Yang nodded. He took the Silver Needle Package from his pocket and set it on the bedside table. Taking a deep breath to suppress his arousal, he reached over and gently moved the hand covering her chest aside.

The sudden touch of his large hand made Chen Huishu’s body quiver lightly, and she turned her pretty head away.

Chen Yang chuckled at her shy reaction. He then placed his hands on her jade-like breasts and began to massage them to improve her circulation.

The kneading from his large, warm hands was too much for her to bear, and she moaned out loud...