"Netherworld Essential Oil? That name… it doesn't sound like anything proper!" Dugu Yan said, though she took the bottle from him anyway.
It was cool to the touch, and the peculiar, ethereal fragrance that wafted from it made her spirit power seem to leap with joy. She leaned in and sniffed it, deliberately wrinkling her delicate nose. "The scent is… quite unique. What's it for?"
"It's for massages," Ye Yin said, watching the corner of her mouth curve upwards into a subtle smile. "It can deeply nourish the body, strengthen one's foundations, and improve cultivation speed." He leaned in a little closer, his voice dropping to a low whisper near her ear. The warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe. "…And most importantly, it can make you feel very comfortable."
Dugu Yan's ears instantly flushed a bright red, a blush that quickly spread down her neck. She shot him a playful glare, her eyes full of charm. "Hmph! You're such a smooth talker! Since it can improve cultivation, then let's go to my dorm. It's a good thing Leng Leng isn't here today," she said, clutching the small jade bottle tightly as she unconsciously leaned closer to him. "But I'm warning you, if the massage isn't any good… you'd better watch out, or I'll bite you!"
Ye Yin just smiled. "Hmm, you can bite me. I have a feeling you won't be able to stop yourself."
Dugu Yan grabbed Ye Yin's hand and quickly led him toward her dormitory.
Inside the room, by her bed, Dugu Yan stood with her back to him. She took a deep breath, her fingers finding the fastenings of her outer garment. With a deft motion, she untied them, and the clothing slipped from her shoulders, revealing a snow-white back clad only in a simple bralette. Her elegant shoulder blades looked like the wings of a butterfly, and her waist was so slender it seemed one could wrap a single hand around it. In the dim light of the room, her skin glowed with a soft, pearl-like luster.
She lay down on the soft bed, burying her face in a pillow. Her long, ink-black hair fanned out around her, leaving only the flushed tips of her ears visible. Although the two had been intimate before, there was still a thrilling sense of newness between them.
Ye Yin's gaze lingered on her smooth, flawless back for a moment before he turned his attention to the oil. He pulled out the dark red stopper, and a rich, cool fragrance instantly filled the air. He let a few drops of the thick, inky liquid fall into his palm. It glowed with a deep, mysterious light.
He pressed his hands together, infusing a small amount of his spirit power into the oil. The black liquid seemed to come alive, emitting faint wisps of black mist that carried a chilling aura, yet pulsed with a strangely comforting rhythm.
When Ye Yin's cool hands, now covered in the icy oil, gently rested on Dugu Yan's warm back, they both let out an involuntary sigh of contentment.
"Ah… so cold!" Dugu Yan gasped.
"Just bear with it for a moment," Ye Yin said softly. He spent ten thousand resentment points in his system store to instantly acquire a set of master-level massage techniques. Drawing on this newfound knowledge, his fingers began to move with an expert's confidence.
His touch was both skillful and flirtatious. His fingertips, slick with the cool and silky oil, slid slowly down her spine. It felt like a gentle electric current was spreading from the point of contact, sending shivers throughout Dugu Yan's entire body. The contrast was intoxicating—the heat from his hands and the chilling sensation of the Netherworld Essential Oil.
But it was his provocative technique that was truly tormenting. The pressure was sometimes light as a feather, and sometimes deep and firm. He seemed to know exactly which spots were the most sensitive, the most unbearable, and he would linger there, increasing the pressure until she was squirming.
"Ah! Light… lighter! You scoundrel!" Dugu Yan twisted her waist, trying to evade the sensation that was a maddening mix of pain, numbness, and pure pleasure.
But Ye Yin's hands followed her every move like a shadow. He would push her right to her limit before gracefully moving on, leaving a trail of fire and ice in his wake.
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