After what felt like an eternity, the suffocating sense of restraint finally dissipated.
Gu Feng abruptly opened his eyes, only to be shocked to find himself lying in Dugu Yan's embrace.
Instinctively, he looked up, and what greeted him was the sight of her impressive peaks.
At this moment, Dugu Yan was smiling, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes like pools of spring water, seemingly radiating a maternal glow as she gazed at him with a hint of reproach. "Naughty little brother, why not sleep a bit longer?"
In that instant, Gu Feng finally understood what that sense of restraint had been.
No wonder it smelled so milky... it was the "facial cleanser."
Gu Feng tried to wriggle out of Dugu Yan's embrace, but the moment he moved, she held him even tighter.
Dugu Yan giggled, her softness trembling slightly with her laughter. "What's the rush? Big sister hasn't had enough of holding you yet."
"You—you let me go! What kind of situation is this?"
Dugu Yan ignored his protests, instead positioning Gu Feng to sit on her lap, her arms winding around his waist like vines.
"Alright, alright, stop struggling. Big sister just gave you a dose of paralysis toxin. Since you can't resist, why not just relax and enjoy it?"
"Wouldn't it be nice for big sister to sleep with you? Be good! Listen to me, lie down, and let me give you a massage to help you relax. Consider it compensation for being 'bullied' earlier."
Dugu Yan leaned in close to Gu Feng's ear, her warm breath brushing against his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
Gu Feng wanted to struggle, but with a gentle yet firm motion, Dugu Yan laid him down on the bed.
Her fingers lightly touched his forehead, starting from between his brows, slowly and rhythmically massaging.
"Close your eyes, don't overthink it. Calm the vital energy within you."
Dugu Yan's voice seemed to carry a certain magic, low and gentle, weaving its way into Gu Feng's ears, inexplicably calming his heart.
Her hands moved from his forehead to his temples, the pressure of her fingertips just right—not too light, not too heavy—as if engaging in a soft dialogue with his body.
Occasionally, she would playfully tickle his temples with her fingertips, sending waves of tingling sensations through Gu Feng, as if the gentle motions were slowly draining his strength.
Strangely, the vital energy that had been churning like a storm within him began to gradually settle.
"Sister YanYan..."
"Shh, don't speak yet."
Dugu Yan placed a finger gently on Gu Feng's lips, chiding him softly. "Have you been training too hard lately? You really should take better care of yourself, honestly!"
She tilted her head slightly, her cascading purple hair falling over her fair shoulders, a few strands playfully landing on Gu Feng's arm, tickling him.
She leaned back a little, allowing Gu Feng a clearer view of her delicate collarbone and the faint hint of her cleavage, her voice tender yet firm. "Big sister just wants you to relax. Look at how tired you are after being toyed with by that girl today."
As she spoke, she freed one hand and wrapped it around Gu Feng from behind, beginning to gently knead various acupoints on his body.
Gu Feng's breathing grew rapid, his body tensing up in nervousness.
Dugu Yan's approach brought an unprecedented sense of oppression to Gu Feng, yet his body seemed frozen, unable to escape.
"Close your eyes and carefully feel my hands."
Dugu Yan's breath, warm and fragrant like orchids, brushed against Gu Feng's ear, instantly turning his earlobes red.
Her hands slowly slid from his shoulders to his chest, gently drawing circles. The faint, almost imperceptible touch made Gu Feng's heart race as if it were about to leap out of his throat.
As the massage continued, Gu Feng's tense body gradually relaxed, and his breathing became steady and long.
Dugu Yan looked down at him, her eyes filled with tenderness and affection.
She gently smoothed the sweat-dampened hair from Gu Feng's forehead and planted a soft kiss there.
"Sleep now, have a good rest. When you wake up, you'll feel much better."
Dugu Yan's voice grew softer, as if afraid to disturb Gu Feng. She held him in a warm, intimate embrace, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of their peaceful breathing remained.
Under Dugu Yan's gentle care, Gu Feng unknowingly drifted into a deep sleep. The vital energy within his body calmed completely in this tranquility, returning to its usual state of peace. Even the Soul Power in his Hundred Acupoints seemed to have increased slightly.
...
After an unknown period of sleep, Gu Feng felt his head heavy and his eyelids as if weighed down by lead. As his consciousness returned, he caught a whiff of a delicate, familiar fragrance that brought him comfort.
When he fully awoke, he realized he was resting his head on Dugu Yan's plush thigh.
Noticing Gu Feng's movement, Dugu Yan smiled gently, "Awake? How do you feel?"
She tenderly stroked his hair, her actions full of affection.
"This is the ancestral massage technique of my Dugu family, specifically for treating the discomfort of vital energy caused by overtraining. It's very effective. You should feel much better now, right?"
Gu Feng closed his eyes, feeling the now-calm vital energy within him, and chuckled softly, "I do feel much better, Sister YanYan. Thank you."
Dugu Yan poked his cheek lightly, her tone a mix of reproach and concern, "You, with your intense daily training, never take a break. Even the strongest body can't handle constant strain. If you had come to me earlier, you wouldn't have suffered like this."
With that, she stood up, walked to the table nearby, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to Gu Feng, "Here, have some water. Your throat tends to get dry after waking up."
Gu Feng took a sip of the water and said softly, "Thank you, Sister YanYan."
"Silly boy, no need to be so formal with me."
Dugu Yan propped her chin on her hand, her arm bent, outlining a soft, graceful curve. Her eyes, filled with adoration, subtly revealed a strong sense of possessiveness.
"Alright, you should be feeling much better now. It's my turn."
Dugu Yan's tone shifted slightly, her voice rising a bit.
Gu Feng was momentarily confused, a hint of bewilderment flashing across his face as he instinctively asked, "What do you mean?"
Dugu Yan's lips curved into a sly smile, her eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and feigned anger, "Silly boy, I never said I'd let you off the hook for not coming to see me these past few days. Now you have to make it up to me!"
Gu Feng asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Dugu Yan slowly extended her long, fair leg, then pointed at the black silk stockings on her delicate foot that were soaked with sweat, complaining with dissatisfaction, "It's all your fault! While you were sleeping, the sweat from your forehead kept dripping, and it all ended up on my leg. The stockings are completely soaked, sticky, and so uncomfortable. Now, you deal with the mess you made."
She paused, her cheeks slightly flushed, a hint of unease flickering in her eyes. But she quickly composed herself and issued an unyielding command, "Now, help me take them off!"
Hearing such a direct and bold request, Gu Feng initially wanted to refuse. But remembering that it was his "fault" and that Dugu Yan had taken care of him, he felt obliged. He opened his mouth but ultimately couldn't bring himself to argue.
Gu Feng hesitated for a while before slowly reaching out his hand. His fingertips trembled slightly as he gently grasped the edge of Dugu Yan's black silk stockings, moving with utmost care to avoid hurting her.
As the tightly wrapped stockings gradually slid down, Dugu Yan's jade-like foot was revealed.
Her toes were round and adorable, her nails neatly trimmed, exuding a soft pink hue, like meticulously carved pearls.
The arch of her foot was elegantly curved, as if carefully outlined by the heavens, radiating a gentle and enchanting arc. Under the faint light filtering through the curtains, one could even see the faint blue veins beneath her skin, adding a touch of delicacy and allure.