The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Chapter 46

Wu Song’s crotch was almost about to explode.

It was truly Song Mengtian’s little cave and flower that were too enticing.

Whichever it was, if he could plunge into, pierce an opening, it would be a perfect affair.

He stared intently and forgot to look away for a moment.

Song Mengtian had to remind him,

Only then did Wu Song cough and say, "Alright then, lie down, and I’ll give you an acupuncture treatment."

Song Mengtian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly lay down on the bed.

Immediately, her snow-white jade-like divine body was fully revealed, with ample melons, a flat belly, long legs like jade, nestled with dense black hair in between,

Not a single place that wasn’t beautiful.

Wu Song’s rolling pin nearly tore through his pants.

It made it impossible for him to calmly prepare the silver needles. _{f\ree webn ovel(.)com}

Song Mengtian lay still, her whole body nervously tense, not daring to look directly at Wu Song.

Wu Song took a deep breath, finally preparing the silver needles. After disinfecting, he walked to Song Mengtian’s bedside.

Dry-mouthed, he softly said, "Then I’ll start inserting, okay?"

Song Mengtian was stunned and looked at Wu Song.

Because of the angle, the first thing she saw was not Wu Song, but the towering tent in his pants.

Song Mengtian widened her eyes in shock; she had seen a glance earlier due to the angle, but it was astonishingly more frightening than at that moment.

That size made her instinctively clench her legs, worried, how such a thick thing could possibly fit into her little cave?

Wu Song had no idea what Song Honglian was thinking, instead pinched the silver needle, starting from the acupoint between her breasts, all the way down to Zhongji at the Guanyuan point.

When the silver needle pierced into the hair and reached the acupoint, Song Mengtian suddenly shivered and whimpered, with her legs clamped tightly, pleadingly looked at Wu Song: "I-I feel uncomfortable, I want, I want to go to the bathroom."

Wu Song shook his head and said, "You can’t go, there is one more needle left to insert. Come, lift your bottom; I need to insert into the perineum acupoint, if you don’t lift, your hair will block my view."

Song Mengtian flushed with shame, struggled to suppress her urges, arched her back and lifted her bottom to expose the opening of the acupoint below.

But the angle was still not good.

"This won’t do, spread your legs, and lift them up." Wu Song pinched the silver needle, signaling Song Mengtian to spread her legs and lift them up.

Song Mengtian suppressed her shame, spread her legs then lifted them.

Arranging her in a shame-inducing "old man in a cart" position.

The little cave and flower below were clearly displayed.

The perineum acupoint in the middle was plain to see.

Wu Song pinched the silver needle and thrust it into the perineum acupoint.

With rapid motion.

A surge of True Qi was injected in.

Song Mengtian’s perineum acupoint immediately opened.

A surge of intense and turbulent feelings overwhelmed her.

Song Mengtian could no longer hold it in, shamefully cried out, "I really can’t hold it anymore."

Wu Song hurriedly stepped back.

The next moment, a jet-like stream of urine was sprayed out by Song Mengtian.

And it was unstoppable.

Along with an icy breath and pungent smell.

It sprayed for a few minutes before gradually diminishing.

Shame-stricken, Song Mengtian was completely flushed, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.

Hurriedly grabbed a pillow from the side to cover her face.

Pretended to be an ostrich.

Wu Song faintly smiled, comforting her, "You need not feel too ashamed, this is something inevitably happening in the course of treatment. Now feel your chest, does it feel lighter and warmer?"

Song Mengtian paused; she was so caught up in her embarrassment, she hadn’t really noticed these.

She hurriedly tried to sense it out.

Indeed felt much warmer and more comfortable, hurriedly touched; found the chest was no longer absurdly large or heavy, but rather light and supple, warm and comfy.

It was as if she returned to being eighteen.

Simply wonderful.

"Really, it feels great!" Song Mengtian looked at Wu Song with joy and excitement.

Wu Song faintly smiled again, "Now try feeling your abdomen, wasn’t it once cold as well, now it feels warm like spring, doesn’t it?"

Song Mengtian hurriedly reached to touch her abdomen, indeed it felt warm and moist, extremely comfortable.

"Ah, really, this is amazing! I’m so excited!" Song Mengtian excitedly sat up, staring at Wu Song, "Your medical skills are miraculous."

Wu Song smiled, "And your butt must also be warm now, right?"

Song Mengtian reached to touch her butt, which had been cold as ice, was now warm as jade, felt great to the touch.

"Am I cured?" Song Mengtian looked at Wu Song with misty eyes.

"Yes." Wu Song nodded.

Song Mengtian happily sat up, quickly grabbed tissues to wipe the residual moisture below, then curiously asked Wu Song, "What illness did I have?"

"Nothing serious, just accumulated cold energy that couldn’t be released, I’ve helped you release it, so you’re fine now," Wu Song said with a smile.

"Uh-huh. Hmm, how come these silver needles fell off themselves?" Song Mengtian looked at the fallen silver needles in surprise.

"Once cured, they fall off," Wu Song laughed.

"Mm." Song Mengtian lowered her head, sweetly smiling, didn’t feel a bit ashamed, nor hurried to dress, suddenly looked at Wu Song, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

Wu Song paused, but honestly replied, "No. Why?"

Song Mengtian looked at Wu Song joyfully, "Really?"

"Of course," Wu Song nodded.

"Then what do you think of me?" Song Mengtian’s stunning oval face flushed with expectation and excitement as she closely watched Wu Song.

Wu Song was stunned, surprised looking at Song Mengtian, "What do you mean? Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

Song Mengtian nodded, "Yes, no man has ever seen my body before, but you have, touched it too, and you’ve clearly seen below. If I don’t be your girlfriend, whose girlfriend should I be?"

"Don’t overthink it, I’m a doctor. I look at your body not to be involved with you romantically, just treating an illness," Wu Song explained.

"No, it’s the same. Because you’re a man, and you’re saying one thing while your heart says another." Song Mengtian said as she suddenly poked at Wu Song’s crotch.

At this moment, Wu Song’s crotch was still propping up a large tent.

Wu Song awkwardly smiled, "It’s human instinct, a normal reaction. After all, you’re so beautiful with a great figure, if I don’t salute you, wouldn’t it be disrespectful?"

"Do you want to sleep with me?" Song Mengtian boldly asked.

After saying this, she was surprised at herself; over the past few years, she’s grown more aloof, disinterested in social interactions, preferring solitude unless it was work-related.

But today, after being cured, she became so bold and passionate.

She didn’t mind at all, rather was very delighted.

She fixedly watched Wu Song with anticipation.

Wu Song’s heart skipped a beat, gazing at Song Mengtian’s pretty face, "Are you sure you want me to have sex with you?"

"As long as you let me be your girlfriend, then of course. Isn’t this something that all couples do?" Song Mengtian boldly took hold of Wu Song’s crotch and began rubbing his rolling pin through his pants.