NOVPUBWu Qiong murmured an acknowledgment, then continued, "The Zhang Family is vengeful, and Zhang Zhicheng is likely not to give up easily. You should prepare in advance!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Nan's lips curled into a disdainful smile: "I'm very curious to see what kind of tricks that old guy has!"
Wu Qiong lay on the bed, shifting her body slightly with a hint of discomfort flashing across her face: "Doctor Chen, can you help me turn over? I've been lying here so long that I feel like my back is getting prickly heat."
"Sure!" Chen Nan readily agreed to Wu Qiong's plea, assisting her in turning over from lying down flat to lying on her side.
"Doctor Chen, could you check if there's any prickly heat on my back?" Wu Qiong's expression appeared somewhat pained, feeling a sensation akin to needles piercing her skin.
Chen Nan lifted the clothes from her back.
In an instant, tiny red spots the size of millet came into view, densely packed and alarming to the eye.
"Miss Wu, you do indeed have prickly heat on your back," Chen Nan said. "But it's not a big issue. I'll prepare some medicine, grind it into powder, and apply it to your back. It'll be cured by tomorrow!"
Wu Qiong nodded repeatedly, expressing gratitude all over her face: "Thank you, Doctor Chen!"
Chen Nan turned and left the East Wing, then proceeded to the front hall, where he found several kinds of traditional medicine, ground them into powder, and then fetched a basin of warm water, returning to the East Wing.
"Miss Wu, before applying the herbs, I need to wipe your back!" Chen Nan said to Wu Qiong with a slight sense of embarrassment.
A blush swiftly rose on Wu Qiong's face, evidently surprised by Chen Nan's words, even though she had always lived in a martial arts school, surrounded by many men.
Yet she was still an unmarried maiden and hadn't experienced such intimate contact with the opposite sex!
She took a deep breath, looking at Chen Nan nervously and speaking cautiously: "Doctor Chen... would it be too much trouble to ask you to wipe my whole body?"
"The room is a bit stuffy; I feel like I've sweated a lot, and it's uncomfortably sticky!"
On hearing this, Chen Nan was completely taken aback!
He had just intended to wipe Wu Qiong's back before applying the medicine, but in his wildest dreams, he hadn't expected Wu Qiong to suggest having him wipe her entire body!
Although he was aware that those on the Jianghu were not bound by as many conventions, Wu Qiong's proposal made his heart beat faster and his breathing quicken.
He initially didn't want to agree, but somehow found himself saying, "Alright!"
Wu Qiong's breathing turned rapid too, her heart fluttering with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.
Chen Nan swallowed nervously, extending his hand, but his fingers hovered over the ribbon at Wu Qiong's waist, trembling slightly.
Wu Qiong clenched her eyes shut, her chest heaving with rapid breaths.
"I... I'm starting," Chen Nan's voice was deep and husky, his fingertips trembling gently.
He slowly untied the silk ribbon, and Wu Qiong's clothes slipped aside, like petals unfolding, revealing a moon-white undershirt beneath.
Wu Qiong bit her red lips lightly, her chest rising and falling violently, the curves under the silk sheets gently trembling along with her breath.
Her delicate fingers were tightly gripping the sheets, her knuckles faintly pink.
"Doctor Chen... I..." her voice quivered slightly with embarrassment and anticipation as she looked at him.
Chen Nan's Adam's apple moved up and down, his gaze instinctively drawn to the opening of her collar.
Wu Qiong's skin glistened like pearls in the candlelight, with fine beads of sweat collecting on her collarbone and slowly tracing that enticing curve downward.
"Don't be nervous." Chen Nan murmured hoarsely, resting his long fingers lightly on the ribbon at her waist.
He could distinctly sense Wu Qiong's rapid breathing stirring her waist and belly, the taut skin radiating a scorching heat.
As the ribbon came undone, Wu Qiong's garments slipped away like flowing water, revealing the moon-white undershirt beneath.
The fabric, thin as a cicada's wing, could hardly conceal her proud curves, with two points vividly visible against the damp material.
"Turn around," Chen Nan's voice was low, almost hoarse.
When his fingertips touched the knot at her back, Wu Qiong let out a soft cat-like whimper, her smooth back arching into a graceful curve.
At the moment the undershirt dropped, two white, plump forms bounced free, the tips of the tender buds quickly hardening in the cool air.
Chen Nan's breath hitched at the sight, the round, full forms rising and falling with Wu Qiong's rapid breaths, casting an enticing sheen in the dim light.
Despite this, he still picked up the towel, gently wiping her delicate body.
As the warm towel touched her back, Wu Qiong threw her head back sharply, her slender neck drawing an elegant line.
Chen Nan could distinctly feel the incredible elasticity of her skin, the sweat-damped spine blushing enticingly under his touch.
Drops of water trickled down her taut waistline, ultimately disappearing into the cleft between her full buttocks.
"Ah..." As the towel slid to her waist, Wu Qiong suddenly clamped her legs together, beads of sweat emerging from the inner thighs.
Chen Nan's thumb lingered purposefully in that sensitive dip for a moment, eliciting a gasp with a sobbing tone from her.
Upon turning her over, Chen Nan's breathing fell into complete disarray.
Wu Qiong tried in vain to cover her blossoming chest with her slender arms, making the deep valley between them even more pronounced.
Water droplets slid down her flat stomach, finally disappearing into the mysterious shadows between her legs.
"Doctor Chen... down there..." Wu Qiong's voice trembled with unbearable need, her legs unconsciously rubbing against each other.
Yet Chen Nan held onto her slender wrist, gently pressing her hand into the pillow.
"You agreed to the whole body," his voice gruff and terrifying, his gaze burning as he looked at her most private part.
That area was already slightly moist, with delicate fur holding glistening dewdrops, shimmering enticingly in the candlelight.
When the warm towel brushed gently over that forbidden zone, Wu Qiong trembled violently, her toes curling and stretching, the cherry-red tips on her chest stiffening completely, as if she might melt into the bed.
She bit her lower lip but still let out a sweet, syrupy moan...
Wu Qiong's breathing was becoming more agitated, her chest heaving violently, the moon-white undershirt soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to her skin, outlining curves that made one's blood surge.
The full, round forms gently trembled with each breath, with two points blushing vividly against the soaked fabric.
Chen Nan's gaze uncontrollably drifted downward.
Wu Qiong's slender waist was easily grasped, gleaming like pearls in the candlelight, with a vermillion mole at the waist, especially alluring.
Further down were two plump, pert buttocks, now tensely drawn, pressing alluring curves into the sheets.
"Doctor Chen... don't..." Wu Qiong's voice trembled with an unbearable need, her long legs unconsciously rubbing against each other.
Only then did Chen Nan notice her inner thighs already had beads of sweat, sparkling like dewdrops in the candlelight.
That mysterious triangular area barely visible, with delicate fur holding glistening dewdrops...
