Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 123 Teacher Sun Relax a Bit

Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Teacher Sun Relax a Bit

Zhang Yang acted as if he hadn’t heard Sun Bingrou’s pleas, continuing to knead the plump grape. Under the stimulation of the silver needle, Sun Bingrou found herself increasingly losing control.

She kept begging Zhang Yang to stop, the feeling was far too intense.

"Zhang Yang, please stop, I’m begging you."

A sinister smile flickered at the corners of Zhang Yang’s mouth as he watched Teacher Sun, who normally held herself so high, now wearing such a pitiful and pleading expression. A desire to conquer Sun Bingrou arose in Zhang Yang’s heart.

At that moment, Sun Bingrou couldn’t stand it anymore and abruptly grabbed Zhang Yang’s wrist, preventing him from continuing.

But Sun Bingrou’s trembling body clearly had reached a climax.

Sun Bingrou’s breathing grew rapid, and her full, snowy breasts heaved with each breath.

The silver needle was still not removed from above, the scene looking exactly like a top-tier training session.

Sun Bingrou felt somewhat fortunate to be wearing a blindfold, sparing Zhang Yang the sight of her flushed face and avoiding awkward eye contact.

Although she did not cry out at the last moment, Sun Bingrou realized that being a gynecologist himself, Zhang Yang could certainly tell she had climaxed.

It was utterly embarrassing. What kind of acupuncture technique was this, able to stir such desire?

Even without any other excessive physical contact, it made her have such a strong physiological reaction.

Normally speaking, even if Zhang Yang kept stimulating her sensitive breasts and the grapes above, it should not have made her so vulnerable.

This made it clear that it was a side effect of Zhang Yang’s acupuncture.

Sun Bingrou found it hard to calm down for a long time, and now she somewhat regretted letting Zhang Yang treat her.

This was no longer just about exposing her body in front of Zhang Yang, a woman’s most excited moment was the most private time for a woman.

But how could she blame Zhang Yang? On the contrary, this long-lost feeling made Sun Bingrou’s heart flutter chaotically, making it harder to maintain her usual calm.

At this time, Zhang Yang slowly spoke, "Teacher Sun, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s a normal physiological response. You were repressing yourself too much earlier, which only made the treatment moderately effective."

Hearing Zhang Yang speak like that, Sun Bingrou awkwardly whispered, "I’m sorry, let it be then, slower it is."

Sun Bingrou was truly embarrassed to display herself so unrestrainedly in front of Zhang Yang.

"Good!" Zhang Yang didn’t insist further.

This wasn’t for Sun Bingrou to decide alone, it would soon be clear whether she could hold herself back.

"Teacher Sun, now I’m going to remove the needles, and then proceed with the massage, which is also the most critical step. Even after the massage, you can go back to the hospital and retake some scans to see. Though it won’t be very obvious, you can definitely see that the nodules have shrunk."

"Effective in one day?" Sun Bingrou asked incredulously.

"Certainly, you’ll see it then, Teacher Sun."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he removed the silver needles from Sun Bingrou’s body.

The real highlight was about to begin, as Zhang Yang poured essential oil directly onto the two soft, white buns.

Sun Bingrou immediately tensed up again, her hands with nowhere to go, could only nervously clutch the bedsheets.

And the moment she felt Zhang Yang’s hands begin to touch her, Sun Bingrou shivered slightly.

Zhang Yang clearly felt it, but understood that at this time, it was better not to talk to Sun Bingrou. He estimated, given Sun Bingrou’s personality, if it weren’t for the blindfold, she probably wouldn’t have lasted until now.

The blindfold temporarily numbed Sun Bingrou’s mind, giving her a sense of security.

At the same time, it also allowed Sun Bingrou to temporarily forget her identity and forget where she was, providing her with a space filled with fantasies.

Zhang Yang meticulously spread the essential oil over every corner of Sun Bingrou’s two snowy-white mounds without any hesitation.

During this, even as Zhang Yang toyed with those full grapes, Sun Bingrou did not object.

This delighted Zhang Yang immensely. He had thought that he and Sun Bingrou were from two different worlds, that this icy beauty was an untouchable goddess.

Unexpectedly, having only known her for a few days, this icy beauty had already opened up to him.

Looking at those mountains covered in essential oil, they appeared even more enticing.

At the same time, Zhang Yang’s fingers moved without hindrance, smoothly rubbing and pressing over them.

Sun Bingrou bit her red lips tightly, yet the "mmhm" sounds involuntarily escaped from her throat.

And when Zhang Yang’s hands finally concentrated on those full grapes, Sun Bingrou would open her little mouth, and those seductive sounds suddenly came out.

"Mm...ah..."

Whenever this happened, Sun Bingrou would instinctively tighten her legs, and her body would twist violently.

Zhang Yang felt greatly satisfied, looking at the way Sun Bingrou’s thighs were tightly pressed together, he couldn’t help but fantasize whether that mysterious garden was already moist.

Licking his lips, Zhang Yang saw that Sun Bingrou’s full grapes had hardened and stood erect, looking even more tempting. He couldn’t restrain himself any longer, bending down, he extended his tongue and began to tenderly lick them.

Because her eyes were blindfolded, Sun Bingrou initially thought it was still Zhang Yang’s fingers. But soon, she felt those sensitive grapes enter a warm, moist environment and finally realized that it was Zhang Yang’s tongue sucking on her grapes.

"Ah, Zhang Yang, what are you doing, don’t, this is not right."

Sun Bingrou instinctively tried to remove the blindfold but was held down by Zhang Yang.

"Teacher Sun, this is just a part of the detoxifying process, don’t overthink it."

Sun Bingrou was somewhat disordered, not sure whether what Zhang Yang said was true or false.

Specialization in a particular area is profound, and Sun Bingrou, clueless about Chinese medicine, felt incredibly embarrassed just being licked by Zhang Yang.

Not just embarrassment, but also being massaged by Zhang Yang in that extremely sensitive area, and now being licked, a strong desire swept uncontrollably over her.

Then, Zhang Yang said, "Teacher Sun, if you want to feel better faster, don’t suppress yourself, relax a little."

With that, Zhang Yang deliberately bit the grape in his mouth slightly with his teeth.

"Ah, no, Zhang Yang... Zhang Yang..."

She kept calling Zhang Yang’s name, but there was no follow-up.

Instead, that hand did not strive to remove the blindfold anymore, but suddenly gently embraced Zhang Yang’s head.

"Ah... lightly... it’s ticklish..."

The hand that held Zhang Yang’s head grew increasingly tight until she almost seemed to want to crush his head into her embrace.

Zhang Yang distinctly felt that Sun Bingrou had finally truly started to relax.

"Teacher Sun, does that feel good?"

"It feels good, Zhang Yang, but if I go back today and find that the lump hasn’t gotten smaller, you are dead," Teacher Sun suddenly threw out harsh words.