A dignified city lord like him, pulling down his pants and lying on the bed to have a bodyguard massage his butt?
Nangong Yehen couldn't imagine that scene, and this woman even dared to ask, "Is that not allowed?"
His gaze fell coldly on Chu Lingzhi's chest. "Then let a woman massage your chest!"
"Why would I need a woman to massage my chest?" Chu Lingzhi exclaimed in shock.
Nangong Yehen glared. "Why would I, the dignified Nangong Yehen, let a bodyguard see my bare ass?"
"..." Chu Lingzhi's lips twitched slightly at that, and a scene involuntarily formed in her mind:
Nangong Yehen lying bare-assed on the bed, the contours of his buttocks strikingly sexy and elegant.
Huo Luan sitting by the bed, his thick, powerful fingers massaging the acupoint on his buttocks.
Huo Luan's eyes flickered with an ambiguous glint, occasionally glancing toward his deeper regions.
Nangong Yehen lying face down, looking as if Huo Luan was about to take him from behind, his face twisted in pain, all while cursing her in his mind...
A chill ran down Chu Lingzhi's spine. "Actually, it doesn't have to be the butt... the acupoint. Massaging Yanglingquan would work just as well."
Huo Luan couldn't massage him. A man as seductive and wicked as him would definitely make her do it.
She couldn't imagine the consequences of massaging him.
She didn't like him doing anything intimate to her, let alone the aura he exuded when he got close.
So the smartest choice was to massage the Yanglingquan acupoint to treat his injury.
The Yanglingquan acupoint, located below the knee, was more convenient than the acupoint on the buttocks.
Besides, Huo Luan could massage it for him, and he could even do it himself.
"You massage it for me." Nangong Yehen extended his right foot.
"Mm." Chu Lingzhi had already expected him to ask her, so she didn't refuse.
She sat comfortably on the floor, focusing intently on massaging him.
Nangong Yehen watched her sharply, her focused demeanor making her look even more feminine.
For the first few minutes, Nangong Yehen felt nothing.
After ten minutes, he sensed a warmth spreading from the spot on his left foot that had once been injured.
He raised an eyebrow, his sharp eyes deepening. "I feel pain."
Chu Lingzhi smiled. "It'll pass in a moment."
She continued massaging him. "You need at least thirty minutes of massage for it to be effective."
"Stick with it for half a year?"
Chu Lingzhi didn't look up at him, just nodded. "I once treated a patient with a sprain who recovered after two months of persistence. Your condition is more severe than his, so you'll need at least five months to heal."
"Spending thirty minutes every day sitting here letting you massage me?"
"You can do it yourself," she said. "It doesn't have to be me."
"Once you're familiar with your own Yanglingquan, just take thirty minutes each day to massage it."
"I'm swamped with work every day; I don't have that much time." Nangong Yehen snorted coldly.
Hearing that, Chu Lingzhi couldn't help but laugh. "No time to treat your foot injury, but plenty of time to harass women?"
At that, Nangong Yehen's gaze deepened as he locked onto her fair, exquisite face, curling his lips. "You're bolder than I imagined."
Chu Lingzhi smiled faintly. Her courage really wasn't small.
Ever since she had her son, her personality had completely changed.
Chu Junyu had said she was the toughest woman he'd ever met.
"A bold woman dares to do what other women wouldn't."
"For example?"
"Having a child out of wedlock."