Chapter 90 Sister Ying, I didn’t mean it!
This posture was obviously beyond Lin Ying's expectations.

Why did you put it on his lap?

A blush appeared on her pretty fair face, and her body shrank slightly, trying to pull her legs back.

But how could Shen Mo let her succeed?

He clamped his hands around her ankles, lightly but firmly.

And then he moved the stool forward a little, so that his body could get closer.

Lin Ying's ears turned red with embarrassment.

But in the current situation, she couldn't insist on pulling her legs back.

After all, he was massaging her to relieve the pain, and she would feel uncomfortable if she was too reserved.

Shen Mo started the massage at this time.

His hands can be described as slender, and the palms and fingertips of the young man are very soft.

Before coming over, he washed his hands with warm water, which were still warm.

At this moment, he put all his knowledge into practice. When he did it lightly, it was like sweeping with a whisk, and when he did it heavily, he just pressed lightly with his fingertips. This was a massage technique designed for women with sensitive physiques like Lin Ying.

Therefore, from Lin Ying's point of view, having such a pair of soft, warm hands on her legs gave her a very comfortable feeling.

She couldn't help but close her eyes, enjoying the perfect massage and rubbing.

I have to say that Lin Ying's feet can definitely be called jade feet.

Not only is her whole body flawless and white, but her skin is also very tender and smooth, like the newly born spring water, or the shy blooming peach blossoms, and it feels great to hold in your hands!

When the massage reaches a comfortable state, the toes gently tap, which seems to bring an indescribable poetic feeling, causing an inexplicable impulse in people's hearts.

The overall appearance is as delicate as jade and appears crystal clear under bright light.

Seeing this scene, Shen Mo felt the hormones in his body gradually begin to flow, and a certain part of him was ready to move.

For a moment, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing.

Until Lin Ying felt that he had not moved for a long time and felt a little strange, she called out "Xiao Mo".

Shen Mo finally came back to his senses and casually found a topic to talk about, "Ahem, Sister Ying, I guess I'm not being too harsh."

"Yes, sure." Lin Ying responded softly without opening her eyes.

Shen Mo adjusted his pants to make them less squeezed, and then continued to use his skills.

He pressed lightly.

"what……"

Lin Ying couldn't help but let out a soft cry, which sounded a bit like a moan.

When people hear this, they can't help but think about it.

"Sister Ying, are you okay?"

Shen Mo quickly reduced his strength.

He was indeed a little excited just now and forgot how hard to hit.

"It's okay, Xiao Mo, you continue."

Lin Ying also came back to her senses and realized that she had overreacted.

Shen Mo was just pressing normally, which is a necessary step in massage.

However, deep down, she didn't have high expectations for Shen Mo's massage.

The reason she agreed was because he sounded so confident and said he had studied professional massage, so she couldn't bear to spoil his fun.

After all, Shen Mo is a very important person in her heart.

Many times, even though she felt that Shen Mo's request was a bit too much for her, Lin Ying still chose to agree because she didn't want to make him sad.

If it were another man, there would be no way he would agree to it.

For example, this massage is an example.

It was difficult for her to agree to other men entering her home, let alone giving her such a close massage.

At this moment, what Lin Ying was thinking was, let him give her a massage. Even if it didn't have much effect, it didn't matter. She would go see a doctor tomorrow.

But after a few minutes, as the massage continued, Lin Ying's eyes gradually widened.

His method really works!

She felt the pain in her ankle was significantly relieved.

And the swelling seemed to have subsided a lot.

Shen Mo reduced the intensity of the ankle massage again, almost like stroking with a whisk, and continued massaging like this for a few minutes.

Finally, he looked at the mature woman lying on the sofa.

Lin Ying's breathing was seen to be light and long, with her full chest rising and falling with the rhythm.

She closed her eyes, seeming to be completely intoxicated by his technique.

Shen Mo said softly: "Sister Ying, you are tired after a day, let me massage your calves."

Lin Ying heard Shen Mo's question in a daze.

She didn't reject it too much.

I've touched the ankles, so the calves are nothing.

After all, after a day in the cake shop, my calves did feel a little sore.

So she moaned, "Yeah." Shen Mo did not hesitate after receiving a positive answer.

He made a move - gently rolling up Lin Ying's linen trousers.

Under the bright light of the living room, a pair of jade-like feet gradually emerged.

Lin Ying's beautiful legs are delicate and smooth, shiny white, like a flawless piece of jade, tender and soft, and slippery to the touch.

Not inferior to Chen Weining at all.

The only difference is that Chen Weining's legs are slightly longer, while Lin Ying's are softer.

These top mature women are indeed very well protected.

Shen Mo leaned forward and turned his body sideways.

He gently turned Lin Ying's beautiful legs sideways and placed them on his legs.

Thanks to his excellent technique in massaging her ankle, Lin Ying seemed to still be immersed in that comfortable feeling.

Therefore, there was not much resistance to his action.

I have to say, once you have mastered this massage skill, you can get twice the result with half the effort!
After changing to this position, Shen Mo can better facilitate his massage movements.

And that's not the point.

More importantly, compared to before, this time he was closer to Lin Ying's upper body and could more clearly see her plump breasts that rose and fell slightly with her breathing.

I could also smell her fragrance more clearly.

This is a body fragrance mixed with female hormones, which is refreshing.

Lin Ying's thoughts were somewhat conflicted.

On the one hand, the silent massage made her feel a little ashamed.

Although this time, it was indeed because of a sprained ankle, so for the sake of his health, he let Shen Mo try it.

But since she was a child, because of her gambler father and the scene when she accidentally saw her sisters being molested by the uncle next door when she was a child, she has been very afraid of men.

This led to her particularly shy and conservative personality.

If I wasn't particularly grateful and trusting of Shen Mo, and actually liked him deep down in my heart.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let him massage her.

During these days when Zhou Wanyun came over, she not only often invited her to her home for dinner, but the two of them also always treated each other as sisters.

The relationship between the two is becoming more and more like that of best friends.

Naturally, Lin Ying's mentality also changed, and she began to think more like Shen Mo's aunt.

But at this moment, her legs were being held by her best friend's son and being touched.

This seemed to have exceeded her expectations.

Originally, she thought it was just an ordinary posture: she sat down, and Shen Mo held her sprained foot and rubbed it.

How did things get to this point?

On the other hand, Shen Mo's massage made her feel very comfortable.

Originally, she wanted to let him try because she couldn't bear to reject his perfunctory attitude.

But to her surprise, Shen Mo's massage was so effective.

It was so good that not only did it help her remove blood stasis and relieve pain within just a dozen minutes, it also gave her a special sense of comfort.

His young hands were soft and tender, and full of warmth, like the true energy in martial arts novels, brushing against her skin lightly or heavily, causing slight tremors.

Feeling that pair of warm hands rubbing and kneading her sore ankles and calves, she even felt so comfortable that she had the urge to fall asleep.

The two bodies were very close.

Lin Ying could smell the scent of Shen Mo.

It was a faint smell of sweat mixed with teenage hormones, which was very tempting to a mature woman like her.

For a moment, she just wanted to lie on the sofa like this forever, enjoying this rare comfort and satisfaction in her life.

No matter what, despite some inner conflicts, Lin Ying finally lay there without moving, letting Shen Mo help her relieve the pain.

And Shen Mo didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

The only thing was to move the stool a little closer to Lin Ying, closer to her.

Of course, Shen Mo's purpose in doing this was naturally to better massage her calves.

It wasn't intentional.

As the distance got closer, the scent of Lin Ying became more fragrant. It was a mixture of the natural body odor of an virgin woman and the scent of shower gel. It smelled very pleasant.

In order to prevent his hormones from becoming too impulsive, Shen Mo used very light force in the massage.

Otherwise, if the movements were a little bigger, he might not be able to control himself.

Or knead, or knock, or rub, or pinch...

He put his knowledge into practice like a tireless craftsman carving a work of art.

Suddenly, when he looked up by chance, he discovered a strange sight!
The reason was that when he rolled up Lin Ying's trousers, he pulled them a little too hard, and her trousers were made of loose linen material.

This caused her pants to stick tightly to her skin at the crotch.

Looking from the direction of Shen Mo...

Is this Sister Lin Ying’s…?
Shen Mo's eyes widened instantly.

(End of this chapter)