Chapter 120 Cao Xueqing's Beautiful Legs
"Do you know how to massage?"

Cao Xueqing had a surprised expression on her face.

Come to think of it, generally speaking, it takes several years of study to master a skill like massage.

Therefore, those who know massage are either practicing physicians or middle-aged or elderly technicians.

Of course, young female technicians in that special industry are not included.

And Shen Mo obviously does not meet any of the above requirements.

Cao Xueqing believed that as a high school student who graduated from Hangzhou No. 2 Middle School, it was rare for him to be able to fight in addition to studying academic subjects.

After all, in China, everyone knows that the academic workload of ordinary high school students is very heavy.

It is basically impossible to find time to learn all those miscellaneous other skills.

"Yes, Mr. Cao, I have learned professional techniques."

"Just let me try and you'll know."

Shen Mo did not retreat. He looked at Cao Xueqing with sharp and earnest eyes.

Hearing his confident tone, Cao Xueqing couldn't help but feel shaken.

Why don't we give it a try and give it a try?
If you feel that it is not working, you can ask him to stop on the spot.

"Well, that's fine."

"After dinner, please press it for me."

Although Cao Xueqing agreed, she didn't actually have too many expectations.

After a few minutes, the dishes on the table were almost cleared out.

"Xiao Mo, are you full?"

"I'm full. Thank you, Teacher Cao."

"Yeah, it's okay. Just drink some water and rinse your mouth. I'll clean up the dishes and come over."

Cao Xueqing poured Shen Mo a glass of water, then stood up to clean up the dishes.

However, a small incident occurred during this process.

A bowl tilted slightly when being cleaned because of oil on the outer wall, and the oily soup splashed directly onto Cao Xueqing's moon-white linen trousers.

Suddenly, the trousers were stained with several stains, looking ugly.

Yeah!

Cao Xueqing exclaimed softly.

Shen Mo stood up from the small sofa and came over to help.

"Xiao Mo, it's okay, just sit down and take a rest."

"I can just change my pants."

There was a hint of regret on Cao Xueqing's face, but it disappeared in an instant.

How could you be so careless!
But fortunately I am at home and can change my pants conveniently.

After she brought the dishes to the kitchen, she was not in a hurry to wash them, but went to the floor-standing clothes rack on the balcony to look for her pants.

It can be seen that Cao Xueqing has always lived alone.

Moreover, he has a somewhat carefree personality.

The clothes rack was filled with all her women's clothes.

Among them are several sexy lace bras and panties, in pink, white, and bright red with small flowers on them.

Only when she arrived in front of the clothesline did Cao Xueqing react.

Shen Mo came to visit my house today, and I didn't even put these underwear away temporarily...

Although her back was facing away from him, she seemed to be able to feel Shen Mo's eyes scanning her side.

A blush appeared involuntarily on Cao Xueqing's pretty face.

Moreover, she discovered a key problem.

Thinking that Shen Mo would give her a massage later, she originally wanted to change into another pair of trousers.

However, the pants on the clothesline are either loose sports shorts or a short skirt that has not been worn for a long time.

The trousers are in the bedroom closet.

"Hey, are all the trousers put away?"

Cao Xueqing muttered something in a very soft voice.

But Shen Mo, who had excellent hearing, still heard it.

"Uh, Mr. Cao, can I make a small request?"

"When I massage you later, your legs might be massaged, so wearing shorts might help."

He stood up from the sofa and said these two sentences calmly.

Both his tone and expression showed a certain sincerity.

It seems that he is just a young Chinese medicine practitioner who is only focused on the massage effect.

Cao Xueqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt her face burning.

Wearing shorts?
Doesn't this kid have some ulterior motives?

Although her personality has always been cold and arrogant, she is also a bit careless.

Moreover, as the executive deputy director of the Sports Center, she has quite a bit of power that comes with being in a high position, and few men dare to covet her.

But she is a woman after all, and a beautiful mature woman with an outstanding figure and appearance, so she still has an innate defensive mentality towards the opposite sex.

At this moment, she couldn't help but subconsciously suspect that Shen Mo had some sexual thoughts.

But looking at Shen Mo's earnest eyes and his handsome and innocent face, Cao Xueqing felt a little guilty.

Xiaomo is still a child, what are you thinking about?

He sees that you have back pain and offers to help you massage it.

It seems a bit inappropriate that you don't appreciate other people's kindness but instead doubt them.

"Uh, okay..."

Thinking of this, she finally took a pair of sports shorts from the clothes rack and went to the bedroom to change into them.

About three minutes later, she came out of the bedroom.

Just as Shen Mo was wondering why it took three minutes to change a pair of pants.

When he saw Cao Xueqing, whose pretty face was slightly flushed, he suddenly realized.

It turned out that she not only changed into a pair of sports shorts, but also put on flesh-colored stockings!

"Cough cough."

"Xiao Mo, this will save you from embarrassment..."

Cao Xueqing showed a rare bit of embarrassment on her face.

"Oh, okay." Shen Mo still pretended nothing had happened.

However, he already had a plan in mind.

"Teacher Cao, please have a drink of water first." Shen Mo handed over a large glass of boiled water.

After both of them rinsed their mouths, Cao Xueqing put the cup on the dining table and stood there looking a little at a loss.

She still felt a little embarrassed about Shen Mo wanting to give her a massage.

At this time, Shen Mo took full control.

"Teacher Cao, please lie down on the sofa. I'm going to start your massage." He pointed to the long sofa in the living room.

Cao Xueqing then reluctantly sat down in the middle of the sofa, then took a small pillow and lay down.

"Let me massage your waist first."

Since Cao Xueqing was rubbing her waist during the meal just now, Shen Mo also started from this part now.

"Okay." Cao Xueqing nodded and closed her eyes slightly.

After lying down, there was a gap of about 3-4 cm between the home-style ginger T-shirt she was wearing on her upper body and the sports shorts she was wearing on her lower body.

So, her snow-white and soft waist appeared in front of Shen Mo.

Shen Mo stretched out his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and held her waist.

Since he had washed his hands with warm water in the bathroom while she was changing her pants, his hands were still warm.

Cao Xueqing's body suddenly stiffened.

After all these years, Shen Mo was the first man who had performed such intimate actions with her.

Of course, when she and her teammates practiced together on weekdays, there would occasionally be physical contact, but that was limited to punches and kicks, or hugs and wrestling through clothes, and was nowhere near as intimate as Shen Mo is now.

As if sensing her nervousness, Shen Mo did not act rashly.

Part of his hands were through her clothes, while part of them were in direct contact with her skin, and he began to massage her slowly and vigorously.

Three minutes later, Cao Xueqing couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mo really knows how to massage!
She only felt that his hands seemed to carry the true energy from martial arts novels, and also seemed to carry heat. After going around in circles, the pain in her waist was significantly relieved.

To be honest, this has been her long-standing frustration as a martial artist.

How can there be no pain when practicing martial arts?
She had been suffering from back pain for several years, but today, for the first time, she felt that the discomfort in this area had eased.

Shen Mo exerted a little force.

Ah!
Cao Xueqing couldn't help but let out a short cry.

It sounds like there is an ambiguous feeling.

"Teacher Cao, are you okay?"

"Did I push too hard?"

Shen Mo's worried words rang softly in her ears.

Cao Xueqing's face had already turned red with shame. "Oh, it's okay, Xiao Mo. It's fine. You continue."

Why did I make such a sound for no apparent reason?
Cao Xueqing, Cao Xueqing, do you want to embarrass me to death?

She felt ashamed and annoyed, secretly complaining about herself.

Fortunately, she secretly opened her eyes a little and glanced at Shen Mo. She found that he still had that calm expression and did not look strange because of her "moan".

Cao Xueqing then felt relieved a little and continued to close her eyes, experiencing Shen Mo's massage.

As the massage progressed, Shen Mo became bolder seeing that the mature woman in front of him had no intention of refusing.

He quietly lifted up her ginger T-shirt.

In this way, about ten centimeters of Cao Xueqing's snow-white skin was exposed on her waist.

I have to say that as someone who has practiced martial arts for a long time, her waist has a unique charm, like delicate silk, white, smooth and elastic, and every slight twist is eye-catching.

Shen Mo pressed and rubbed her waist with his hands, and could clearly feel the seductive beauty of her waist, which was both soft and firm.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Teacher Cao, take a look, is your waist still sore?"

Shen Mo withdrew his hands, leaned over, and whispered in Cao Xueqing's ear.

The latter opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and a barely perceptible hint of shame flashed across his eyes.

How could she not know about Shen Mo's little action of rolling up her clothes just now?

However, his skillful and professional techniques really amazed her.

The waist, which was originally sore, was obviously much more comfortable after he massaged it for dozens of times.

It was precisely because of this that she resisted the urge to turn her shirt back on.

"Yeah, much better."

"Xiao Mo, thank you."

After getting up from the sofa, Cao Xueqing twisted her body slightly and expressed her gratitude sincerely.

"Oh, it's okay. It's just a small favor." Shen Mo was humble and polite.

After a pause, he suddenly suggested, "Teacher Cao, let me massage your legs."

Ah this?

Cao Xueqing was slightly stunned.

Didn’t we clearly agree just now that we would only massage the waist?

Why do you want to massage your legs again?
After all, she is still a woman, and she grew up in the traditional atmosphere of China, so she still has the reserve and shame in her bones.

Besides, massaging the waist makes sense.

As for the legs, it was really hard for her to accept.

Especially the thighs, which are a very private area for a woman.

Moreover, this is not in a public place like a sports center, but in a private environment like one's own home.

What if Shen Mo touches my thigh during the massage?
Although in terms of force, she was not afraid of Shen Mo's force at all.

But if that really happened, it would still be a very embarrassing thing.

A hesitant look appeared on Cao Xueqing's face.

She wanted to decline.

But before she could say anything, Shen Mo took the lead and said, "Teacher Cao, this massage is about the whole body."

"If you only massage your waist, the effect may not be that good."

"It's best to press the waist and legs together."

Although his words were gentle, they carried a hint of bewitching magic that made it difficult for Cao Xueqing to refuse.

"Uh, Xiao Mo..." Cao Xueqing was still a little hesitant.

Shen Mo continued to strike while the iron was hot, "We can start with the ankle."

Upon hearing this, Cao Xueqing felt a little relieved.

Ankle is OK!

"OK then."

"Sorry to trouble you again, Xiao Mo."

Cao Xueqing finally gave in and nodded slightly.

Shen Mo was delighted in his heart, but his expression remained calm and composed.

"It's not a problem. Teacher Cao, please lie down again."

Cao Xueqing followed his instructions and lay down again.

But the next second, Shen Mo's action made her suddenly nervous.

It turned out that after she lay down, Shen Mo actually hugged her legs and placed them on his thighs while he was sitting.

Isn't that how the script is written?

Cao Xueqing felt both ashamed and annoyed.

She originally thought that the posture would be the same as before, she lay on the sofa with her whole body, and Shen Mo reached out to massage her ankle.

Now, in this way, my entire calf is placed on his leg, making for an intimate contact.

What she didn't know was that in this posture, a large part of the view inside her sports shorts was revealed in front of Shen Mo.

However, Shen Mo was concentrating on massaging his ankle at the time and had not had the chance to see this beautiful scene.

Cao Xueqing subconsciously exerted force with her feet, trying to pull her legs back.

But Shen Mo reacted quickly, grabbing her ankles with both hands to prevent her from withdrawing.

"Teacher Cao, I'm going to start the massage."

He followed up with this sentence in time.

In this way, Cao Xueqing couldn't forcefully retract her legs and could only allow Shen Mo to start kneading her ankles.

Three minutes later, Cao Xueqing's face showed surprise again.

Xiaomo is a really amazing kid!
His technique can be said to be miraculous!

Press, tap, knead, or pinch...

Various massage methods, if used properly, can achieve the desired results.

Cao Xueqing felt very comfortable.

Little did they know that Shen Mo was also marveling at the thought.

After Cao Xueqing put on the flesh-colored stockings, her pair of slender legs were like natural jade pillars, with clear contours, elegant and powerful, making people unforgettable.

He gradually moved his hand upwards, "Teacher Cao, I'm going to start massaging your calves."

Cao Xueqing didn't say anything, but just nodded gently to show her agreement.

Ten minutes later.

Shen Mo pinched her slightly, but found that she didn't react.

"Teacher Cao..."

He called out softly, but she still didn't respond.

Is Teacher Cao asleep?
Shen Mo speculated in his heart.

The next moment, he made an even bolder move.

"Teacher Cao, let me take off my stockings. This will make the effect better."

As if he was muttering to himself, and regardless of whether she agreed or not, Shen Mo quietly began to take off the flesh-colored stockings on her left leg.

Inch by inch...

Cao Xueqing's snow-white and smooth long legs were exposed in front of him little by little.

Thirty seconds later, he had taken off all the stockings on his left leg and placed them in a corner of the sofa.

Cao Xueqing's legs are slender, healthy, fair and delicate, with every detail just right, as if they were a carefully carved work of art.

Shen Mo put his hands back on her smooth calves.

At this time, Cao Xueqing let out a moan and seemed to have just come to her senses.

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(End of this chapter)