Return to the City: The Strongest King

At this point, even Wang Xinyi, no matter how dull, knows what's happening.

Wang Xinyi's body starts to become sensitive, a blush begins to spread over her, her neck is red, her ears are burning, and her face feels even hotter.

With Song Xiaodong's thumb pressing down, Wang Xinyi's waist arches up, unable to resist moving lightly.

"How about it?" Song Xiaodong still wears a harmless face full of concern.

"What is happening, it's just a massage, why am I having a physical reaction?" Wang Xinyi's face is flushed with embarrassment.

"Damn, why am I so unrestrained?" Wang Xinyi secretly reproaches herself.

"No, nothing, just feel really comfortable, my head doesn't hurt anymore. It really works..." Wang Xinyi's tone is somewhat hurried.

Wang Xinyi wants Song Xiaodong to stop immediately, yet she can't bear to lose this electrifying sensation on her skin.

Wang Xinyi, inexperienced in worldly matters, how could she know that this tingling sensation is precisely the feeling of foreplay?

"Uh..." Song Xiaodong presses a bit harder, making Wang Xinyi unable to help but let out a soft moan, her waist naturally arches, her legs squeeze a bit tighter, feeling a faint flutter inside her spring fountain.

"I... just got my back pressed by a man, and had a reaction? What's wrong with me?" Wang Xinyi is a bit surprised, it's clearly just the numbness on her back and some warmth in her heart, how did it suddenly result in a reaction down below?

Song Xiaodong sees it all, but says nothing, just breathes heavily, blowing Wang Xinyi's hair to flutter continuously.

Wang Xinyi silently feels the heat from this man transmitted from her back, head, and thumbs.

The pleasure transmitted through acupoints grows more intense with each wave, swiftly impacting Wang Xinyi's body and mind, as her rationality begins to crumble bit by bit.

"Hahaha, let's see how long you can endure!" Song Xiaodong thinks inwardly, and starts the thumb massage on the acupoints of her back and neck again, the tingling sensation rapidly accumulates, each wave stronger, each wave travels further.

Even the toes in Wang Xinyi's slippers under the coffee table curl up.

Wang Xinyi bows her head, with large patches of blush appearing across her face, neck, and arms, breathing gradually becomes rapid, and as Song Xiaodong slightly increases the strength of his pressing, she can't help but let out an "Uh..." of soft moan.

Unlike all of Song Xiaodong's wives, Wang Xinyi's voice is very deep, and has a strong breathy tone, as if squeezed from the chest, unlike Chu Xianling and Sun Yiyi's voices, which are emitted because of pleasure.

"Haha, let's see if you can stand it now!" Song Xiaodong laughs triumphantly, thinking.

Wang Xinyi's body begins to tremble continuously, the earlobes are as red as if burned, and fine sweat beads appear on her neck.

Wang Xinyi bows her head, holding her robe tightly with both hands, tensely straining her whole body to prevent it from shivering, biting her lower lip silently without saying a word, with her breathing extremely hurried, the sound of breathing through the nose can be heard clearly.

Song Xiaodong is quite disappointed, curious about what Wang Xinyi's deep voice would sound like when released.

"Okay, your head shouldn't hurt now." Song Xiaodong, to avoid Wang Xinyi's embarrassment, walks away directly, picks up the cup on the table, and walks to the balcony, looking at the scenery and the clothes hanging on the clothesline, drinking orange juice.

Wang Xinyi is speechless, biting her lip tightly to resist the overwhelming reaction in her body, watching Song Xiaodong's back, her body still uncontrollably trembling.

"You... watch some TV first, I, I need to take a shower..." Wang Xinyi stands up, finding her robe and the sofa covered in water stains.

Indeed, a bright and fresh woman.

Song Xiaodong still doesn't look back, deliberately giving Wang Xinyi an opportunity to tidy up, responding, "Okay. Hey, your top-floor view is pretty good."

Wang Xinyi doesn't reply, picks up a bear from the sofa piled with miscellaneous items, covers the spot she just wet.

Wang Xinyi hurriedly dives into the bathroom.

Only after Wang Xinyi finishes tidying does Song Xiaodong turn around, seeing a bear lying where Wang Xinyi previously sat.

Song Xiaodong wears a mischievous smile, sitting beside the bear.

The bathroom is right next to the living room, Song Xiaodong could see the blurry situation through the frosted glass.

Song Xiaodong can also sense the situation inside through his sensory ability.

Wang Xinyi takes off her soaked robe and turns on the faucet.

The sound of rushing water echoes from the bathroom.

Song Xiaodong imagines even more wildly.

A single man and woman alone in a room, and the woman goes to take a shower, this couldn't be a more obvious hint.

But Song Xiaodong just wants to tease her a bit, if she doesn't want it, he won't force her, this is Song Xiaodong's view on women.

Wang Xinyi turns on the faucet, with the water directly splashing on her head.

"What's wrong with me, having an acupoint massage and got high?"

"I'm ruined, utterly embarrassed. I can't live anymore, might as well crash my head to death." Wang Xinyi grits her teeth and pulls her hair.

"Did he notice too, and pretended to go to the balcony?"

"Is it his fault! How could a massage have such a big effect? It's clearly very comfortable, how did it suddenly become exciting?" Wang Xinyi can't figure it out.

"Are acupoints really that amazing?"

"Did he drug me? Did he put Aphrodisiac in that bowl of sobering-up soup?"