There Are Too Many Girls, Which Greatly Delays My Cultivation Of Immortality.

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly: "I am sure and will not have random thoughts. Hurry up, don't delay the treatment!"

Xiao Yue hesitated for a while and then said: "Close your eyes and open them again when I am ready."

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly and closed his eyes as instructed.

I heard Xiao Yue making some movements.

"Okay!" Xiao Yue's voice was as thin as a mosquito wire.

Ye Qingchen opened her eyes and saw that her face was flushed and she looked away from the back of the bed, embarrassed to look at him.

Her back was exposed, and she was holding the quilt in her hands to cover her chest.

Ye Qingchen glanced at her tender back and swallowed with a gulp.

"Uncle, you...why are you still not good at acupuncture? Are you...thinking wildly?"

Ye Qingchen smiled and said, "I'm looking for acupuncture points."

After that, he picked up the silver needle and slowly inserted it into several acupuncture points on Xiao Yue's back, needle by needle.

After a while, he pulled out the silver needles one by one and put them into the needle bag.

"Okay, put on your clothes."

If Xiao Yue was granted amnesty, she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly put on her clothes and lay in the quilt again.

The blush still lingered on her face, and she pulled the quilt close to her nose, revealing a pair of big watery eyes, staring at Ye Qingchen warily.

Ye Qingchen said: "Okay, please lift up the quilt, Miss. I want to massage your legs."

"What? Still pressing...I won't!" Xiao Yue clutched the quilt tightly, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would be violent.

"You have been bedridden for a long time and your meridians are not smooth. If you don't clear it in time, if you end up with paralysis of your lower limbs, you may never be able to walk again."

"But, I'm a girl, how can you... No, I won't let you press her until I kill you."

Xiao Yue was excited and her voice was a little louder.

The princess pushed the door open and asked, "Yue'er, what's wrong?"

"He..." Xiao Yue bit her lip, "Ask him."

Ye Qingchen explained: "I need to massage the lady's legs to dredge the meridians of the lower limbs, but the lady won't let me. If it is not dredged in time, it is very likely that I will be paralyzed in the future."

"Ah?" The princess glanced at Xiao Yue worriedly and said, "Mr. Ye, don't be surprised. Yue'er is a young girl after all, and it's normal to be a little shy. Do you think you can teach the maid the techniques and let her give them to her? Where’s the massage?”

Ye Qingchen smiled slightly and said: "It's not that easy. This massage technique requires not only accurately identifying the acupuncture points, but also injecting internal force into the fingertips. If there is a slight mistake, there may be unpredictable adverse consequences!"

The princess nodded, sat by the bed, held Xiao Yue's hand and comforted her softly: "Yue'er, just let Uncle Ye press the button for you. Uncle Ye is a good man, and he is doing it for your own good. Your father, the King Both you and your mother believe in him, so you should believe in him too!"

Xiao Yue frowned, extremely confused.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Okay, but mommy has to stay with Yue'er."

The princess looked at Ye Qingchen pleadingly.

But Ye Qingchen shook his head and said: "No, Miss's illness is not a trivial matter. I must concentrate on it and not make any mistakes. Since Miss doesn't believe me, I have no choice but to give up. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I won't be able to bear the responsibility." This is the responsibility.”

After that, he stood up and left.

The princess hurriedly advised: "Sir, stay!"

Then he stroked Xiao Yue's forehead and persuaded: "Yue'er, be obedient! Uncle Ye is doing it for your own good. Just do what he says and cooperate with the treatment, okay?"

Xiao Yue pouted and nodded gently.

The princess then left the room with confidence.

Ye Qingchen couldn't help but lift the quilt, and Xiao Yue subconsciously shrank into the bed.

She asked with a look of horror: "Uncle, you...you really don't have any evil thoughts?"

Ye Qingchen didn't answer. He took off his shoes and jumped on the bed. He grabbed her calves with both hands and kneaded them gently with his fingers.

Xiao Yue was shocked. She wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. However, she felt a numb feeling flow from the place where Ye Qingchen started, into her legs, and then flowed throughout her body.

She stared at Ye Qingchen with her eyes wide open, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly pounce on her.

I couldn't help cursing secretly: Bad uncle, I don't know if he really needs a massage. He was clearly smiling evilly just now, and his expression was a bit lewd.

If he deliberately takes advantage of me in the name of treating illnesses, my innocence will be gone.

After a while, I felt that Ye Qingchen's fingering skills were very skillful. Wherever he pressed, a warm current seemed to be injected into him, and his legs were really full of strength.

She felt a little more relaxed, thinking that after all, this was for treatment. When a doctor treats a disease, there is no privacy at all.

It is recorded in the book that some girls who have gynecological diseases have to take off their pants to show the doctor the area.

Uncle Ye was just massaging me through my clothes. At this time, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. And I had wronged him just now. It was really my fault!

Just when I thought of this, I suddenly felt Ye Qingchen's fingers slowly moving up, almost touching the top of my thigh.

She just wanted to struggle and refuse, but then she thought that treatment was more important. Paralysis of the lower limbs was no joke. What happiness could there be in being in a wheelchair for the rest of her life?

Plus, the feeling is so good it's almost irresistible.

Xiao Yue's face was flushed, she bit her lips and closed her eyes.

In this way, I suffered in the entanglement for a while.

"Okay!" Ye Qingchen dragged the quilt over and covered Xiao Yue.

Xiao Yue opened her eyes and breathed slightly.

"Uncle, were you really not thinking wildly just now?"

Ye Qingchen smiled evilly: "Uncle refuses to answer this question."

"That means we have it?" Xiao Yue looked angry, with tears in her eyes, "You... you are a bad uncle!"

Bad uncle?

Ye Qingchen smiled evilly, he liked this title.

I was thinking to myself, I've only touched your leg for a while and it's broken? Today is just the appetizer, the fun is yet to come.

See how I handle you and control you next time!

Let you see what is truly bad!

He suppressed his laughter and pretended to be serious and said:

"As a normal man, if he has no inappropriate thoughts about a woman, it can only mean that the woman has no charm.

The lady is as beautiful as Celestial Immortal, with a graceful figure that makes anyone who touches her unable to control her. Uncle, I have tried my best to restrain myself. Please don’t blame uncle, okay? "

"You...you clearly have a dirty mind, yet you are still making excuses!"

Ye Qingchen ignored him, opened the door and walked out.

The princess came in and saw her daughter with tears in her eyes and asked urgently about the situation.

Xiao Yue elaborated on what Ye Qingchen said just now, and then started sobbing with aggrieved look on her face.

"I am a daughter of a royal family who is about to get married, and I was taken advantage of by this shameless person for no apparent reason. Wow..."

The princess said: "He had no choice but to do this to save you. It is really difficult for a normal man to control himself in front of a beautiful woman.

Wei Niang felt that his courage to admit this showed his sincerity. This is much better than some hypocrite with a human face and an animal heart. "

"Mom, why are you still speaking for him?"

Xiao Yue covered her face and cried louder.

…

That night, King Jin entertained Ye Qingchen alone.

I must have been depressed for too long and finally found a confidant. Although there is a big age difference, Ye Qingchen's conversation is definitely not as shallow and frivolous as other young people.

When drinking with a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. King Jin just lamented that it was too late to meet each other. The two talked about everything until they were drunk.

It's late at night.

A maid came, helped Ye Qingchen into a room, and then left the room on her own.

Ye Qingchen staggered to the bed, sat on the edge, took off his clothes, threw them on the ground, and fell on the pillow.

But he felt that there was a warm and tender nephrite next to him.

He was startled, he had already sobered up from the wine.

He propped up his body and sat up, and unexpectedly saw that the maid he had rescued during the day was lying naked on the back of the big bed, covered with a thin quilt.

She closed her eyes tightly, looking shy, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.