Chapter 325: Chapter 325
Cao Xin suddenly clamped her legs together, blocking Wu Song’s fingers from moving further down.
Wu Song was taken aback and looked at Cao Xin: "What do you mean?"
"We can’t continue," Cao Xin said with great difficulty, her body trembling slightly.
"I know what will happen if we continue, and though it’s embarrassing, it’s a part of the healing process. If you don’t let me continue, your illness can’t be cured," Wu Song said seriously to Cao Xin.
Cao Xin looked at Wu Song, feeling troubled.
"Is it necessary?" Cao Xin asked in a low voice.
"It’s necessary," Wu Song nodded.
"Alright then." Cao Xin covered her face with her hands, then grabbed a pillow from the side to cover her face.
Wu Song smiled slightly and said, "You need to relax, this is normal. There’s no need to feel embarrassed, especially during treatment."
Despite Wu Song’s reassurance, Cao Xin couldn’t relax.
She just lay there with her face covered, legs tightly together.
Wu Song’s fingers were blocked from moving further down.
Wu Song was quite frustrated.
He looked at Cao Xin and said, "Relax."
Cao Xin ignored him and kept her legs tightly clamped.
Wu Song sighed helplessly and suddenly pressed a finger on Cao Xin’s leg.
Cao Xin let out a muffled sound, feeling her leg go numb and lose strength.
Her legs could no longer stay together.
Wu Song’s fingers slipped into the gap.
He touched the point.
A stream of True Qi followed.
"Ah..."
Cao Xin moaned softly, her whole body tensed. The next moment, she felt her abdomen collapse, a rush of warmth gushing, erupting from deep within her uterus and flowing downwards, like an uncontrollable flood.
"No..."
Cao Xin was frantic, muffled a groan while covering her face, instinctively clamping her legs together, but the flood had already breached, making it impossible to stop.
The warm flow gushed out.
Flowing down through the gap.
Spilling everywhere.
Wu Song hurriedly grabbed tissues to help stop and wipe.
Cao Xin herself was paralyzed, staring blankly at the ceiling, not knowing how to face what happened next.
Wu Song helplessly glanced at Cao Xin, holding the tissues, said: "Do you want me to do it, or will you do it yourself?"
Cao Xin, instead of answering, asked: "Am I cured?"
"Temporarily, yes, but not completely... If you want a complete cure, you’ll have to do something else," Wu Song said with a peculiar expression, looking at Cao Xin.
Cao Xin finally calmed down gradually and could face Wu Song again, taking tissues to clean herself.
This took Wu Song by surprise.
Such a reaction was unexpected.
Considering Cao Xin’s status, she should be very calm.
But what happened?
She was surprisingly flustered.
It took her so long to calm down.
Cao Xin finally cleaned herself.
Picking up underwear, preparing to put them on.
Wu Song interrupted: "Why don’t you pause for a moment?"
"What do you mean?" Cao Xin frowned, looking at Wu Song.
Wu Song said: "Do you want a complete cure?"
Cao Xin said: "Of course I do, but how do you plan to completely cure it?"
Wu Song said: "Actually, it’s simple, it’s about the exchange of Yin and Yang. Within you, there’s still an imbalance of Yin and Yang."
Cao Xin looked at Wu Song with hesitation, yet somewhat doubtful, "What are you up to?"
She already had suspicions.
She even stealthily glanced at Wu Song’s crotch.
Saw the prominent state there.
Her suspicions grew more certain.
Wu Song glanced at Cao Xin with a peculiar look, saying: "Didn’t you already guess?"
Cao Xin’s expression changed, angrily saying: "Do you really dare?"
Wu Song shrugged, "Whether you want it or not is up to you. If you don’t want it, I don’t care. You can practice slowly, balancing yourself."
Cao Xin glanced at Wu Song with a complex look, lowered her head to check between her legs, still a bit hesitant.
Doing those things with Wu Song felt counter to her principles.
"I’ll try on my own." Cao Xin took a deep breath, picking up her underwear and bra to put on.
Adding a touch more seductive charm.
After putting on her clothes, Cao Xin looked at Wu Song: "What about my Cultivation Technique?"
Wu Song, wearing a peculiar expression, said: "Did you forget something?"
Cao Xin paused: "Forgot something?"
"Yeah, the terms, you just wanted my Cultivation Technique. Did you forget what you promised me?" Wu Song teasingly glanced at Cao Xin’s alluring figure, especially her long legs, imaging how they’d feel wrapped around his waist.
Cao Xin fell silent.
Speechless.
Irritated.
In her panic earlier, she forgot the conditions she agreed to with Wu Song and put her clothes back on.
But now, she had to take them off again.
Embarrassment.
Cao Xin stared at Wu Song, pausing, asked: "What do you want?"
"What do you think?" Wu Song shrugged.
Cao Xin gripped her clothing, silently starting to undress.
Wu Song, with a peculiar expression, said: "If you don’t want to, then don’t."
Cao Xin stopped her actions, staring at Wu Song: "Are you sure I shouldn’t?"
"If you don’t want to, why insist? Though I have desires, I don’t force anyone! After all, you haven’t offended or angered me," Wu Song smiled.
Cao Xin said: "Then are you still willing to teach me the Cultivation Technique?"
"Of course, do you think I have such low awareness? Just because you don’t sleep with me, I won’t give you the Cultivation Technique? Besides, this technique is significant for the Security Bureau," Wu Song said with a smile. "Why wouldn’t I do something so meaningful?"
Cao Xin’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Wu Song, showing appreciation, "I see you in a better light now."
"What, you looked down on me before?" Wu Song jokingly glanced at Cao Xin.
Cao Xin nodded, "I read your files before, about your situation with Song Mengtian... My opinion of you was that you’re very capable, but your character was questionable."
Wu Song felt a twitch, "And now?"
"Now you’re even more capable, but your character is decent too," Cao Xin said with a peculiar expression, even the ideas she held onto shook slightly in her mind.
She had an odd thought.
Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to sleep with Wu Song.
After all, he’s in good shape, quite handsome, capable, and seems to have a decent awareness, he seemed like a good choice.
Wu Song wasn’t aware of Cao Xin’s thoughts, and with a smile, said: "Looks like I did a good job today..."
’Not bad,’ Cao Xin nodded lightly.
"Then give me paper and pen," Wu Song smiled.
"What?" Cao Xin looked puzzled.
"The paper and pen."
"What?!" Cao Xin’s expression changed, glaring at Wu Song with an unfriendly look.
"Pen and paper, I need to write the Cultivation Technique for you. Don’t you want it?" Wu Song teased, looking at Cao Xin.
Cao Xin realized, feeling a wave of embarrassment, she thought Wu Song wanted her.
But it was paper and pen.
She had heard wrong.
Embarrassment.
She couldn’t help but scold herself, how did she end up thinking like that?
Since when did she become so dirty?
Cao Xin, somewhat flustered, got up to fetch paper and pen, bending over to search the desk, her round rear high facing Wu Song, noticing afterward, quickly glanced back at Wu Song, seeing his pants forming a noticeable tent.