Blind Miracle Doctor

Chapter 181: Chapter 181

“All right, lie down. Before treating you, we need to follow the usual routine and relax with a massage first,” I said.

“I think ‘relax’ is just an excuse. You just want to take advantage of me, don’t you?”

Suzan gave me a cold look.

“What’s so tempting about that? We’ve done that kind of thing before, are you still shy?” I said, curling my lip.

“You… jerk!”

Suzan was furious, her little face flushing red, betraying a hint of cuteness.

“Anyway, I’m doing this for your good. If you don’t want it, forget it, but if it affects the treatment, don’t blame me for not warning you.” I shrugged, sounding indifferent.

“Well… alright, but this time you can’t deliberately tease me. No taking advantage, no…”

Suzan apparently believed my words, but she was still somewhat wary.

“Stop talking nonsense. What advantage is there to take from you? I’ve massaged countless women like you.” I looked disinterested, feigning nonchalance.

In reality, I just wanted to take the opportunity to touch her tempting peach. If I could do it with her again, that would be even better.

After all, the image of galloping behind her last time was still vivid in my mind.

Although Suzan was huffy, she didn’t say much more and then led me into the bedroom.

I saw was an exceptionally large bed, with a wedding photo

husband turned out to be

probably not wanting to see

bothered to pay attention to her, which gave

lay down, making her

those long legs in black silk, they were simply never enough to

rose and fell like surging

within me before I walked over and slowly placed my

touched her body, I could feel

away, clearly still resistant to

so tense. I’m not going to

to

“Hmm…”

to relax, emitting

Have you really never thought about working at the Massage Association? The salary there is much higher than what you earn

again, and see if I don’t deal

“You…”

at

grinding her teeth in anger made me feel

she couldn’t stand me but couldn’t do anything

you feel so good last time that you fell in

you keep this up, believe it or not, I’ll stitch

she spoke like that, I clearly

subconsciously; clearly, the experience from last time had left

moved from her shoulders gently toward