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After a moment of silence, Yvonne Hu suddenly looked up and said, "Uh—let's, let's not talk about that for now. Let's get started!"
"Huh? S-Started with what?" Shawn Young was caught off guard.
"Of course, you're starting the Spirit Purge massage for me—w-what were you thinking?" Yvonne Hu blushed and playfully scolded.
"Oh—oh! Right, sorry, I almost forgot. L-let me get ready—" Shawn Young quickly stood up, grabbed a glass from the table, and rushed into the bathroom to get some fresh water.
When he came out holding a glass of water, he was stunned to see Yvonne Hu had taken off her tight black dress and was now wrapped in a pristine white bath towel, sitting on the big bed and looking at him. Her face was so delicate and lovely, tinged with a rosy blush, her waist was slender and inviting, and with that shy look, Shawn felt an irresistible urge to pull her into his arms and comfort her.
She sat on the bed, her long, snow-white legs crossed and pressed together, straight and round. Under the warm orange glow of the room, they shimmered with a faint light. Her smooth calves and adorable feet were as tempting as lotus roots, and with her long, flowing black hair, she looked like a priceless, enchanting work of art.
The most lethal part—because Yvonne Hu was nervous, she tightened the bath towel a bit, and between her tightly pressed legs, a tantalizing hint of black appeared. Shawn Young caught a glimpse, his eyes instantly burned with desire, and his mood heated up along with it. Naturally, his body responded as well—what a stunner! Absolute knockout!
"Y-you—watch yourself!" Yvonne Hu immediately noticed Shawn Young's excited little buddy down below.
Shawn Young was startled and quickly put the glass of water on the floor. Then, clamping his legs around his own 'weapon,' he grinned awkwardly at Yvonne Hu. "Oh—misunderstanding—total misunderstanding, I'll keep it under control—haha—"
"O-Okay, let's start—I'm going to take off my towel now, so—so you can't have any naughty thoughts, got it?" Yvonne Hu blushed as she 'reminded' Shawn Young.
She really shouldn't have said anything, because as soon as she did, Shawn Young's little buddy down below gave a fierce twitch, showing its strong protest and dissatisfaction. Shawn almost couldn't control himself and groaned, "Uh—Yvonne, let's just stick to the plan, okay? Can we not talk about this? You're making it really hard not to imagine things—"
"Oh—I-I get it—let's stick to the plan! I'm taking it off now—" Yvonne Hu took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and let go of the towel. The pristine white bath towel slipped away, revealing a body as precious and beautiful as the goddess Venus!
Perfect—her skin was flawless from top to bottom, her body as smooth as a freshly peeled egg, glowing with a jade-like luster. Her delicate face, elegant neck, and not-so-large but full and perky breasts glistened with two pink, crystal-clear little 'cherries!' She was only wearing a pair of white panties, covering the main battlefield, so the lush secret garden remained hidden for now—what a pity.
Yvonne Hu, incredibly shy, covered her chest with both hands and pouted at the stunned Shawn Young, "I'm ready now, and you're still daydreaming!"
"Oh! I-I'm good! I'm good!" Shawn Young quickly took a deep breath, trying to suppress his surging desires, clamped his misbehaving 'little Shawn' tightly, and forced himself to focus.
"Shawn, I'm a little scared—" Yvonne Hu suddenly said.
"Don't be scared, it'll hurt a bit, but it'll be over soon—your mom went through the same thing!" Shawn Young comforted her.
"Oh, that's good—uh, Shawn—can I ask you something?" Yvonne Hu asked again.
"Go ahead!" Shawn Young replied.
"W-when you saw my mom's body—did you—want to do that thing too? She said all men think about it—" Yvonne Hu whispered.
"Well—yeah—I did think about it, that's totally normal—Yvonne, please stop asking these sensitive questions, I need to focus!" Shawn Young was afraid she'd keep going and he'd slip up, so he quickly replied.
"Okay! Then I won't ask—let's do it!" Yvonne Hu nervously squeezed her eyes shut.
Only then did Shawn Young start channeling his Celestial Essence, spreading his palms and chanting: "Heavenly Treasure Lord, comfort the body. Disciple's soul, five organs of the dark underworld, heart and spirit, grant me true connection. Refine spirit, preserve Dao energy, let it be done by law—Grant!"
Instantly, two streams of sparkling white light surged into his palms. Shawn Young placed his hands on Yvonne Hu's lower abdomen, channeling the Triple Spirit Flame into her body, searching for the Soul-Leeches hidden deep inside her.
As his hands pressed on Yvonne Hu, Shawn couldn't help but marvel—no wonder she's a young woman, the elasticity is amazing! Her skin was so soft, it almost felt criminal to touch.
Yvonne Hu's belly button was just the right depth and very clean. Shawn Young couldn't help but linger there, gently poking with his finger. "Mmm—" Yvonne Hu squirmed and let out a soft hum through her nose. Shawn felt his inner demons rising again, so he quickly moved his hand away and spread his palms wider. The scorching energy from his hands penetrated Yvonne Hu's body, mixed with his strong masculine aura, sending waves of sensation through her. Her breathing quickened, and her heart raced like a startled deer!
Suddenly, Shawn Young noticed a faint bluish tint on both sides of Yvonne Hu's chest. He quickly moved his hands upward, past her abdomen, and pressed down on her chest!
"Oh—you—" Yvonne Hu cried out in surprise, the sensation was so intense she couldn't help but tremble all over. But soon, she felt as if her body was on fire, two waves of burning energy surging into her chest, followed by a writhing, piercing pain that spread through her whole body! She couldn't help but scream—'Ah! It hurts—'
But Shawn Young ignored her cries of pain, his hands still channeling energy. Wave after wave of scorching Celestial Essence surged into her body, burning her organs. Her fair skin turned pink, then drenched in sweat, as white smoke spiraled up in the room. Yvonne Hu clenched her teeth, struggling to endure.
Suddenly, Shawn Young called out—"Grant!"
Yvonne Hu felt her whole body relax, every pore seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Then she heard Shawn Young say, "Okay, Yvonne, I've expelled some of the Soul-Leeches hidden deep in your abdomen and chest. Once I burn them, I'll give you a full-body massage and you'll feel much better!"
Yvonne Hu opened her eyes and saw the black Soul-Leeches in the glass on the floor, desperately sucking up water and swelling up—disgusting! Shawn Young grabbed a small bottle of tung oil he'd prepared, poured it over the evil parasites, and burned them clean with a lighter.
Yvonne Hu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Those disgusting bugs—just thinking about them hiding in my body makes my skin crawl! Burning them makes me feel so much better!"
"Haha, that's right. Lie down, Yvonne, I'll give you a full-body massage so you can stand up again." Shawn Young said with a smile.
"Oh, does that mean I can't stand up right now?" Yvonne Hu asked curiously.
"Well—it's a bit tough, because the Spirit Purge took a lot of your energy! You can try to stand up if you want!" Shawn Young said.
"No need to try, just do it!" Yvonne Hu shyly closed her eyes again.
Shawn Young stepped onto the big bed and moved closer to Yvonne Hu, channeling his energy into the middle fingers of both hands. Since the middle finger is the longest and gathers the most yang energy, it's the best for channeling spiritual power.
Yvonne Hu's body tensed up, understandably nervous about letting a guy massage her like this. Her long legs squeezed together tightly, as if afraid Shawn Young might 'suddenly attack.'
Shawn Young started massaging behind her knees. For men, it's no big deal, but for women, it's a critical boundary. Below the knee is usually exposed, so it's not very sensitive. But above the knee? The closer you get to the thigh's root, the more sensitive it gets—especially the inner thighs, where the nerve endings are densely packed. Some women are so sensitive that just a gentle touch there can send them to cloud nine.
Yvonne Hu seemed to be one of those especially sensitive types. As Shawn Young's middle finger moved along her skin, her emotions shivered in sync with her body's reactions—
The middle finger is usually the longest of the five, often reaching ten centimeters, sometimes even twelve for the lucky ones—hard, hot, and except for not being thick or long enough, it's really not that different from a man's pride. And here, there were two scorching middle fingers!
Shawn Young could clearly feel it—when his right middle finger slid between Yvonne Hu's legs, she shuddered, her muscles tensing up, thighs clamping even tighter, nearly trapping his finger. But that only made it more exciting, almost like committing a crime with an untouched maiden!
Yvonne Hu's feelings were incredibly complicated—she couldn't tell if she regretted it or something else. She could feel Shawn Young's wicked finger wriggling in her most sensitive spot, giving her a sensation like being tickled and shocked at the same time—itchy and tingly all over.
As Shawn Young kept going deeper, Yvonne Hu felt as if her heart was being hoisted into the air, hanging and trembling. No matter how hard she tried to clamp her legs, it was useless—his middle finger, like a screw, twisted a little and went even deeper.
No matter how sensitive the inner thighs are, they can't compare to that most mysterious spot. Just like with men, a woman's secret place is packed with nerve endings—a tiny touch brings intense sensation. Shawn Young's wicked middle finger pressed and twisted, sending Yvonne Hu spiraling out of control.
It was a feeling she'd never experienced before. With each stimulating movement of Shawn Young's two hot middle fingers, Yvonne Hu felt her whole body grow lighter, as if a voice in her mind was urging her to wiggle, to rub herself, to make the pleasure even stronger!
"Oh—ah—" Yvonne Hu couldn't help but moan softly, her voice dangerously seductive!