Nangong Yehen wanted to see Chu Lingzhi's reaction at that moment, so he propped himself up on his elbows and looked at her.
Seeing her flushed cheeks and ears, he asked coldly, "Never seen a man's thing before?"
His sudden voice startled Chu Lingzhi, making her hands tremble.
Quickly, she calmed herself down and gave a disdainful smile. "What a joke. I've seen naked men countless times."
As a medical student, one had to be familiar with human anatomy. In university, she had faced countless male cadavers.
"How many times have you seen my naked body?" Nangong Yehen asked with interest.
Chu Lingzhi almost choked on her own saliva. As far as she could remember, this was the first time she had seen him naked.
"Are you attracted to me?"
Hearing this, Chu Lingzhi's heart suddenly raced.
She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, and didn't answer his question.
She continued the massage, but her palms were sweating.
Seeing her shy demeanor, Nangong Yehen's eyes darkened.
He lay back down, his voice deep and low. "The pressure is just right. Don't go any lighter."
"I decide the pressure. Who's the therapist here?" Chu Lingzhi didn't know what else to say, so she resorted to talking back.
She didn't dare look at him anymore, keeping her head down and eyes closed as she continued the massage.
Damn it, with her eyes closed, that thing of his became even clearer in her mind.
Time passed, and finally, thirty minutes were up. Chu Lingzhi's fingers ached.
"Done." She pushed his legs aside and stood up to leave, but she hadn't noticed the chair behind her. As she turned, her fibula hit the edge of the chair, causing sharp pain. She spun around abruptly, losing her balance and falling toward the bed.
Nangong Yehen's gaze suddenly turned dark, his expression grim.
Damn woman, was she trying to play with fire?
Chu Lingzhi wanted to die. Of all places, she had to fall right onto Nangong Yehen.
And her face, unfortunately, landed right between his legs, her chin pressing against that mound of masculine heat.
She didn't need to look to know the scene looked like she was pleasuring him with her mouth.
Chu Lingzhi was stunned for a long moment before snapping out of it.
She quickly tried to get up, but a large hand pressed down on the back of her head.
Her face sank deeper, and even through the cotton bath towel, she could feel his heat.
"Chu Lingzhi, are you playing hard to get with me?" Nangong Yehen asked coldly, his tone laced with contempt.
Who wanted to play hard to get with him? But if she said no, would he believe her? He'd only mock her more, wouldn't he?
"Yeah, I wonder if it worked."
Nangong Yehen curled his lips. "Can't you tell if it worked?"
"..."
She could tell. The scorching heat was growing stronger, and that thing was arrogantly rubbing against her skin through the fabric, making her extremely uncomfortable.
Chu Lingzhi's eyes twitched violently. Did this guy have to be so cocky?
The hand on the back of her head suddenly released. Nangong Yehen asked lazily, "You started the fire. Now you have to put it out."
Chu Lingzhi quickly sat up, looking at that arrogant thing, wanting to cry but having no tears.
Suddenly, a spark of inspiration hit her. Chu Lingzhi smiled seductively. "Any method?"
Nangong Yehen curled his lips, his smile utterly charming. "Mm."
He was curious to see what method she would use.
"As long as I put out the fire, you'll let me go, right?"
"Mm."
Summoning her courage, Chu Lingzhi yanked off his towel.