Rakish Little Immortal Doctor
Chapter 6 The Tearful Hong Jiumei

Boom!!

Seeing the scene before him, Li Qianfan's brain roared, and he instantly lost all ability to think, standing dumbfounded like a wooden chicken, completely stupefied in place.

Holy shit, this sudden?

Li Qianfan had never dreamed that when he mentioned the effects of the Yin-Yang Massage Technique, Hong Jiumei would become so excited that she would remove her last barrier without hesitation.

In his daze, Li Qianfan closely inspected the two soft jades of Hong Jiumei.

To be honest, they were not too large, just enough to fit in one hand, which could not compare with Sun Qian at the front desk. However, they were exceptionally perky and extremely fair, like white snow. Under the pink light, they emitted a captivating magic that made one want to take a bite.

Gulp!

Li Qianfan's Adam's apple moved as he swallowed quietly.

This is killing me, it really is gunning for my life!

"Li Qianfan, why are you spacing out?" Hong Jiumei saw Li Qianfan standing there in a daze, subconsciously waving her hand in front of his sunglasses. After making this gesture, she paused, puzzled—clearly, he was blind, so why make such a gesture? Strange!

This gesture suddenly reminded Li Qianfan of his identity. He immediately held his breath, focused his spirit, and silently adjusted his emotions. He said, "Boss Jiu, I wasn't spacing out. Maybe because I am blind, it made you feel like I was."

Hong Jiumei didn't ponder over this too much as she said, "I've been worried about having too small breasts. If you massage them for me, see if they can grow bigger. If your massage technique really does have a breast-enlarging effect, I'll hire you on the spot, and give you a base salary of fifteen thousand a month plus a commission."

"Really?"

Hearing the salary the lady boss offered, Li Qianfan's heart couldn't help but be excited, and his face clearly showed his elation, smiling so wide his mouth could barely close.

No wonder Li Qianfan was so excited. After becoming blind, he felt his future was bleak, reduced to being a burden on his family. But now, he could earn a monthly salary of fifteen thousand with his skills. To him, this was more than a pleasant surprise.

With just four months of hard work, he could not only pay off his brother's fifty-thousand debt but also save a few thousand bucks.

"Of course it's true, but whether you can earn fifteen thousand depends on your skills,"

Hong Jiumei said nonchalantly.

"Alright, I'll massage you now."

Without a second thought, Li Qianfan reached out towards Hong Jiumei. When he held the soft jade in the palm of his hand, his body shuddered violently, instantly tensing up.

Oh my goodness!

The soft and fluffy sensation almost made Li Qianfan lose control. A supreme goddess like Hong Jiumei was undoubtedly the dream of many men, and countless men yearned to touch Hong Jiumei's "big white rabbits."

And now, what so many men dreamed of was in the palm of his hand; if he wished, this enchanting soft jade could become any shape he desired.

"Is your massage technique just holding them like this?"

Hong Jiumei, seeing the look of enjoyment on Li Qianfan's face, blushed instantly and rolled her eyes, then asked softly.

It was strange to say—she was not a woman who liked being touched by men, but after Li Qianfan held them in his hand, she felt no aversion, instead looking forward to what was to come.

"No, no, no, the massage hasn't started yet!"

This sentence pulled Li Qianfan, who was lost in thought, back to reality. He said, "Madam, the feel of your skin is just too good, exceptionally soft, and extremely perky."

"Li Qianfan, you must have touched quite a few women's breasts before, so tell me, compared to other women's touch, whose is better?"

With a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, Hong Jiumei inquired.

Upon hearing this, the image of Meng Lin flashed in Li Qianfan's mind, because just before he came for the interview, he had happened to touch his sister-in-law's breasts.

Compared to the feeling of both, his sister-in-law was still a cut above the rest because hers were bigger!

But Li Qianfan was no fool; he understood that surviving in the town was very different from the village. He needed to be a chameleon, adapting his words to suit the speaker. He immediately said, "Madam, your breasts' feel is unique, the most wonderful I've ever experienced. This feeling, hiss... simply indescribable with words, in any case, better than any woman I've ever touched."

"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."

Even though Hong Jiumei knew there was a lot of flattery in Li Qianfan's words, what woman doesn't like to be complimented? Moreover, the man was a young and handsome guy, which made her laugh even more, her face trembling with joy, "Alright, alright, enough with the flattery. Sweet talk is fine, but you still need to have the skills to stay on, I don't keep idle people around here, you know!"

Hearing this, Li Qianfan instantly became serious, grabbing one with each hand, and started to massage.

It was as if Li Qianfan's hands possessed magic, and in no time at all, Hong Jiumei felt heat throughout her body and her breathing became rapid.

"Hmmm hmmm hmmm~~"

The seductive moaning echoed continuously around the room.

The sound was like an aphrodisiac, arousing Li Qianfan inexplicably, his hands moving faster and faster, the exquisite soft jade in his palms constantly changing shapes.

As Li Qianfan sped up, Hong Jiumei's breathing grew more and more rapid, and for a moment, it gave her a sense of happiness she had long been missing, even bringing her to shed two glistening tears.

No matter how successful Hong Jiumei seemed, no one knew of the bitterness in her heart.

Simply because she was a widow!

Three years ago, shortly after she had married, her husband died in a car accident, and she became the beautiful widow that everyone feared. Many people said that she had jinxed her husband.

In the three years that followed, many people tried to set her up with suitors. Despite her beautiful and attractive looks and her curvaceous figure, the superstitious belief that she caused her husband's death led to the failure of each blind date, until she finally gave up on replaceing someone and thought it wasn't too bad living by herself.

Indeed, there was no need to worry about finances, but after all, she was a woman in her thirties with her own needs. Every time the night grew silent, she would always feel lonesome and lonely.

Although she could satisfy that loneliness with her hands and tools.

But how could that compare to a real, living man?

Now, as Li Qianfan massaged her, she felt a long-lost sense of happiness, and the desire that had been sealed for so long began to be released with each of Li Qianfan's kneads.

The moaning sound grew louder, eventually turning into pants.

"Qianfan, your technique has passed my requirements, from now on, you'll work here, I'm sure many customers will like you... ah ah... you're so amazing... yes, just like that, a little faster," Hong Jiumei's face was a portrait of ecstasy; she reached out and hugged Li Qianfan around his waist, as if she wanted to merge herself into him.

Encouraged by the boss, Li Qianfan was full of confidence and became even more adept, displaying the Yin-Yang Massage Technique in all its glory at that moment.

Desire breaking its cage is bound to rob one of all reason, and the next moment, Hong Jiumei, as if bewitched, slowly reached her hands downward and grasped it in her palms.

Upon feeling the scorching hot sensation in her hands, Hong Jiumei's eyes widened in shock, and her face revealed an unmistakable look of astonishment.