Chapter 169 - Master of Massage (Kinda R.-.1.8 Maybe, Close to the end of the chapter)

Qiao Meng and Wang Ming felt a lot closer after their bonding session. After a long bath, they both sat down on his bed. Even though her b.u.t.t stung when she sits, she appreciated that Wang Ming is so honest with her. Though she had told him that if he hits her again another time, she would crush his balls with a kick, this time she needed it. She had acted like a child, she honestly did not know what she was even thinking.

She still felt guilty that a police officer had treated Wang Ming like that, but it's something she just has to cope with, well unless she wants another spanking by Wang Ming as she had been told. Luckily, most of his wounds hadn't been as bad as she thought. She had gotten a better look after they had cleaned up all the dried blood. She had to use a whole box of band aids to cover all the wounds on Wang Ming's upper body.

She hated that Wang Ming kept teasing her about her breakdown when she helped him with his wounds. She bit him every time he mentioned it as a small payback.

Even though she's not a doctor, getting injured is normal in her line of work. She estimated most of his wounds would recover in the next 3 to 4 weeks, which made her feel at ease. "Wang Ming, remember to wash your wounds properly, okay? Your wounds shouldn't take that long to heal, but it's going to be a big problem if your wounds become infected. Please do it for me okay, Darling?"

"I will sweety." Qiao Meng's face reddened when she called Wang Ming for Darling. She had never called someone that before. It made her heart beat fast. She couldn't even look at Wang Ming and used her hands to hide her face.

Because of her occupation, Qiao Meng always tries to act like a responsible a.d.u.l.t, but in front of Wang Ming, she just can't. She keeps acting like a little kid at the same age with Ming Ming.

Wang Ming couldn't believe how adorable Qiao Meng is. He had never met someone so s.e.xy, but also so cute. "Meng…" Qiao Meng's face, who was still flush red with embarrassment, looked so cute, her lips so enticing. Before he could say anything more, Qiao Meng attacked him. She put her hands on his shoulders as that was the only place he didn't have any wounds. With a gentle push, Wang Ming fell to the bed.

Qiao Meng had almost no experience in kissing, except from kissing her dad and Wang Ming. She felt so nervous that Wang Ming would judge her because she's a terrible kisser. She kept giving Wang Ming pecs on his lips, thinking that since she doesn't have the quality, she could make it up with quantity. Wang Ming felt bad that he wanted to laugh at her kisses, but of course he didn't.

Wang Ming's not a great kisser either, but the one thing he had learned is slow, heartfelt and soulful kisses are much better than fast ones. His lips had bled from Qiao Meng repeatedly hitting her lips on his teeth. Grabbing her shoulders, Wang Ming stopped her right before she hit his teeth again.

"Just take it slow, Meng."

Qiao Meng caught on almost instantly. She gave him a slow kiss, just lip on lip. She didn't know what changed, but it felt a lot better now, Qiao Meng could taste the blood from Wang Ming's mouth from their battle. Which made her break the kiss. She wanted to apologize, but Wang Ming didn't give her opportunity and sealed her lips with his own.

While he kissed her, Wang Ming let his hands rest right on her big a.s.s. Her a.s.s felt incredible in his hands, the feel of her soft a.s.s totally distracted him from the kiss. Feeling Wang Ming digging his hands into her a.s.s, she instinctively wanted to slap them off, she's always been conscious over the size of her a.s.s.

His hands felt like a furnace that threatened to burn her skin, but somehow it also felt amazing. His slow massage on her a.s.s relieved a lot of tension in her lower back and legs she didn't know she even had. Wang Ming's hands just felt so good that she couldn't even kiss him anymore. The only thing she could do was m.o.a.n in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

Wang Ming kept massaging her a.s.s and the area surrounding for a few more minutes before he stopped. Which made her pout. She wanted the massage to go on forever.

Opening her eyes, she saw Wang Ming grin at her, like he wanted to tease her again.

"Did it feel good?" Qiao Meng didn't know what Wang Ming wanted her to say, but she gave him an honest answer. "It felt great."

"No wonder you were m.o.a.ning so loud, I was afraid that the entire neighborhood would hear your s.e.xy voice." Qiao Meng slapped Wang Ming on his c.h.e.s.t, even if it's true why would he say it like that. Her face felt hot again. Is she really that loud?

"I don't care. Please massage me more, okay? My body feels so hot right now, you have to massage the rest of my body! Or else I won't be able to sleep, I will die!" Wang Ming didn't think that Qiao Meng would beg as a child, but it proved effective as he couldn't refuse her at all. No one had ever taught him massaging techniques, so he didn't know why she thought it felt so good. He had just massaged close to the nerves which goes from her lower back into the b.u.t.t then further down the legs.

Since that technique clearly worked, Wang Ming just kept massaging the nerves and the pressure points around her body, which got her entire body fired up in only a few moments. She kept m.o.a.ning louder and louder. If someone had heard her voice, they would definitely have thought that she's masturbating or having s.e.x.

Though what Wang Ming didn't know is that his massage felt almost as good as s.e.x, especially when he massaged her a.s.s, t.h.i.g.hs, lower back. Qiao Meng didn't know what was happening with her body, but she felt an urge to pee the longer the massage went on.

She tried to warn Wang Ming between her breaths, but it just wasn't possible. One of Wang Ming's strokes when he massaged her t.h.i.g.hs had hit her c.l.i.t, which broke the dam. Luckily she didn't squirt as much as Lang Lin, but her p.a.n.t.i.e.s and Wang Ming's hand got soaked in her discharge. Wang Ming had tried to withdraw his hand, but Qiao Meng's powerful t.h.i.g.hs clenched it in place.

What none of them had noticed during their small bout, is that they had a visitor. A distraught Lang Lin was looking at them from the door. She wanted to talk with Wang Ming, but seeing Qiao Meng and Wang Ming being affectionate, waited for them to finish.