A repair app that lets even goddesses get repaired?

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Qin Ze looked at the beautiful woman lying on the bed with great interest.

She lay there obediently like a lamb, covered with a large bath towel, her fair and smooth skin mostly exposed.

Her bare shoulders were rounded and snow-white, giving her an extremely plump and tender appearance.

The graceful curves of a pair of slender, translucent legs, like tender lotus roots, extended into the bath towel, sparking endless imagination.

She was probably almost completely naked, because her clothes were laid out on the stool by the bed.

Her petite and adorable pair of snow-white, slender feet were bare, and her toes were painted with silver-based, red-dot nail polish, making her feet appear even more delicate and flawless.

Especially the smooth curves of her body covered by a white bath towel, which drew his gaze, made him feel that his gaze was greedy and defiled.

In such a closed and ambiguous space, and facing such a beautiful half-fruit, Mo Yun.

Qin Ze was very excited.

Later, during the massage, I will uncover the bath towel covering her body and massage her from her back to her chest, from her upper body to her lower body, doing everything I can to treat her.

Finally, I helped her achieve another exhilarating outburst.

The thought made Qin Ze's heart race.

My breathing became extremely rapid.

He swallowed hard, trying his best to suppress his impulse.

Although he longed to devour her whole, the most satisfying part was the process of repeatedly seducing, teasing, playing with, and finally possessing Mo Jun, his newlywed wife.

Qin Ze glanced to the side and saw that there were already some massage oils placed there. He knew without guessing that Zhao Xian had prepared them.

He skillfully poured the three kinds of oil into a large plate, stirred it a few times, and the color turned light white, smelling very good.

Looking at his preparations out of the corner of her eye, Mo Yun felt a little nervous.

My heart was pounding, and I had a strong urge to run away.

However, thinking about what I had just discussed with my husband, I ultimately held back.

"Sister Mo, which part should we start the massage therapy on?"

After Qin Ze prepared the massage oil, he asked Mo Yun.

Mo Jun said with her eyes closed, "Do as you wish."

His voice trembled slightly.

"Don't worry, Sister Mo Jun," Qin Ze said softly. "I will give you a full-body treatment. The 'Qigong' therapy will definitely bring your body to its peak condition."

He was almost impatient.

Admiring her in his heart, Qin Ze reached out his large hand and held Mo Yun's snow-white, slender feet in his hands.

Mo Yun seemed somewhat embarrassed by this contact with a man other than her husband.

It tried to break free, but only with a slight struggle, or rather, a momentary hesitation.

"This is just a normal massage, right?" Mo Yun thought to herself, and gradually relaxed her body.

Qin Ze held Mo Yun's feet in his arms.

He gazed lovingly at the pair of snow-white, glistening bare feet in his palm.

Cool, thin, and tender feet, tender heels, and small, adorable toes—every part is so tender and endearing.

The softness and smoothness of her skin came through her palms, and the jade-like smoothness easily made people fantasize about other parts of her body.

Holding her tiny toes in his hands, the smooth, soft texture in his palm made him want to take a bite.

Gently and tenderly caress.

Qin Ze was very patient.

He enjoys seducing young married women, those who are dignified, a little shy, and not entirely willing.

But the irresistible affection gave him a particular sense of accomplishment.

This is the best way to love a woman.

Especially when a woman is completely captivated, utterly subdued, and allows herself to be enjoyed by him, singing and panting in response to his advances.

Although he could force himself on Mo Yun, Qin Ze was also very confident in his skills, whether it was massage or seduction.

Mo Yun was still a little nervous as it was the first time another man had so gently caressed her bare feet.

So much so that I barely dared to breathe heavily, and I could feel that his hands were soft yet very strong.

Gently massaging her feet, time seemed to drag on, even though Mo Yun was already a married woman.

However, being with Qin Ze in such an ambiguous setting still made me feel inexplicably shy and awkward.

Qin Ze dripped a few drops of the slightly fragrant liquid from a small bottle into his palm, rubbed his hands together, and gently massaged Mo Yun's fair and shapely calves. The smooth and delicate skin slid across his palm, as tender as a baby's skin.

He asked softly, "Sister Mo Jun, is it heavy? If it is, please tell me."

His magnetic, gentle voice was so soothing. Involuntarily, Mo Yun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she hurriedly said somewhat awkwardly, "No...it's not heavy..." her voice barely audible.

For some reason, Qin Ze's hands seemed to have a kind of magic; he gently caressed and kneaded his calves and ankles with extreme tenderness.

Her skin was incredibly white and translucent, and every inch of skin his palm touched seemed to be slightly warm. A faint, tingling, itchy sensation gently rippled outwards, spreading and seeping into the very marrow, extremely comfortable yet seemingly unbearable.

This made Mo Yun feel shy, surprised, and embarrassed, but she gradually became deeply involved.

Qin Ze wore a smug smile on his handsome lips.

He watched as this beautiful and innocent newlywed wife gradually went limp and became intoxicated in his hands.

Her snow-white skin gradually flushed red under his touch; this wonderful temptation was extremely alluring.

Her bare calves were being brazenly touched by this little rascal. Her soft skin felt incredibly smooth in the big boy's palms. In any other setting, such skin contact would be considered blatant sexual harassment!

Fortunately, he didn't cross the line; he gently kneaded his calves with both hands, never going beyond the bend of his knees.

His technique seemed very professional; perhaps Mo Yun had never had a massage before and thought that was professional.

I gradually relaxed.

Starting with less sensitive areas will dispel the prey's vigilance and resistance, just like a lion's lurking before hunting, arriving at the very end!

Qin Ze chose the method that would most easily lower the wife's guard in order to achieve his goal again.

Chapter 130 Sister Mo Yun

Qin Ze said softly, "Sister Mo Yun, let me massage your shoulders."

His voice was still so gentle and considerate.

But it also seemed so irresistible.

This big boy wasn't actually trying to get her opinion!

His hands were already grasping her bare, delicate shoulders, her palms touching those rounded, slender shoulders, so small and rounded that they were mesmerizing. As smooth and warm as jade.

Her shoulders were soft and delicate, making her look pitiful. The two slender, light blue shoulder straps accentuated her flawless skin and showed that the young woman was not completely naked under the towel.

Mo Jun's shoulders were trembling slightly, revealing her inner tension.

Wearing only a bra, almost naked, and with a towel to cover her, Mo Yun couldn't help but tremble with shy nervousness when the hot boy's hands grasped her bare shoulders.

How wonderful it would be to possess a newlywed young woman like this, beautiful and pure, again and forever.

Qin Ze carefully and attentively stroked the young woman's snow-white neck, gently massaging her shoulder blades.

This petite woman, with her delicate, fragile shoulders that seemed unable to withstand the elements, was so endearing.

Qin Ze's hands continued to exert his magic, like two invisible clouds of air, gentle yet resolute.

Squeeze out your will and your clarity of mind bit by bit from your body.

Mo Yun felt as if she were sinking into a bottomless, warm dream, sinking deeper and deeper.

A faint blissful intoxication gradually spread across the beautiful newlywed woman's face.

Place it in a dish, grease your hands, and gently drizzle the essential oil onto Mo Jun's shoulders.

It felt so refreshing. On such a hot day, it was so refreshing that Mo Yun couldn't help but sigh softly.

Qin Ze's hands were so gentle, first pressing down on my back, then patting it lightly from time to time.

Suddenly, he felt a chill as the towel was pulled off down to his waist, revealing his smooth, upright back.

Her snow-white, crystal-clear back was flawless, without even a tiny mole, as if it were sculpted from a single piece of fine mutton-fat jade.

Before Mo Yun could even speak, Qin Ze's gentle voice rang in her ear: "Sister Mo Yun, don't be afraid! Shall I massage your back for you?"

"I can't go on like this." Mo Yun felt a little dizzy, but she managed to muster a little clarity of mind and reminded herself in her heart.

However, Qin Ze's lips were right next to her ear, his hot breath spraying against her ear, the itchy and sour sensation penetrating to her very bones, making it impossible to resist.

Mo Jun felt flustered, as if countless fawns were leaping and pounding wildly in her chest.

"Sister Mo Jun, aren't you afraid of getting your underwear dirty?"

"It's okay." Mo Yun, who had never had a massage before, was a little embarrassed and blurted out the answer without thinking.

"This cannot continue...this is the bottom line."

Poor Mo Jun, she had no idea that she had become the prey.

Qin Ze's hand avoided the bra straps at the back and moved to Mo Yun's neck.

Mo Yun hadn't expected that feeling to be so overwhelming.

Suddenly I felt very comfortable.

His technique was really good. He gently applied the essential oil around his neck and slowly moved it to his armpits, making one back-and-forth motion at a time, very lightly and gently.

The warmth of his hands enveloped me, and a soft, tingling sensation, almost like an electric current, gradually spread through me.

Mo Yun felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her body went limp. She unconsciously began to breathe heavily, not loudly, but it was very clear in the quiet room.

At this moment, Qin Ze whispered, "Sister Mo Yun, let's remove this... obstruction?"

Mo Yun remained silent.

My mind is in turmoil. I want him to help me, but I'm also incredibly conflicted.

Seeing that Mo Yun didn't speak, Qin Ze continued to massage her back.

This time, however, I put my hand under the strap.

Slowly rotating in the center of her smooth back, that special sensation swept over her.

Qin Ze slowly moved his hand toward Mo Yunxiong's chest, his movements slow and gentle.

Mo Yun's breathing... gradually became heavier.

For the first time, I felt that joy and hummed softly.

Suddenly, I really wanted to make up my mind to remove this obstacle.

Qin Ze placed his hands on her smooth back and massaged her back.

He leaned down, brought his ear close, and whispered, "Sister Mo Yun, how about I remove this annoying obstacle for you?"

If a back massage is this comfortable, how about massages in other areas?

He thought about it, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Mo Yun's cheeks were burning hot at that moment.

Qin Ze's intimate and ambiguous actions, and his gentle caresses, somehow deeply stirred her heart.

Deep within her bones and heart, a warm and intoxicating tenderness gradually spread throughout her body, converging and drawing her in so deeply that she could not extricate herself.

Her bottom line was fragilely breached!

She seemed to want to struggle, even to reject him.

But when the big boy's fingers deftly unhooked her bra and removed the only restraint from her upper body.

She hesitated, unable to refuse, yet seemingly unwilling to refuse.

She was now fully exposed in front of Qin Ze.

Her beautifully shaped collarbones and full, rounded breasts, though not overtly glamorous, possessed a captivating sensuality.