Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

At the same time, a gentle soul power quietly flowed from Xu Wendong’s fingertips, into Li Jiayin’s lower abdomen.

This soul power was like a lively sprite, happily wandering within her body, leaving a tingle wherever it went.

Xu Wendong had said he wanted to heal her, and he invested himself wholeheartedly, with not a hint of perfunctoriness.

However, Li Jiayin’s body was already fine, and this sudden power roamed inside her wantonly, instead triggering an indescribable sensation, like a tiny flame igniting quietly at the bottom of her heart, swiftly spreading throughout her body, making her feel inflamed, restless, and unable to sit still.

”Mmm...” Li Jiayin couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, her voice carrying an almost imperceptible tremble.

Her body began to move unconsciously, as if responding to the power, yet also trying to shake off this strange feeling.

Xu Wendong’s fingers seemed to have the magic power to bewitch people’s minds, making her unable to stop.

Were it any other disciple, Li Jiayin would surely have slapped them without hesitation, allowing no one to touch her so intimately.

Take Lou An, for example, who in the past tried many times to show goodwill to her, even vaguely expressing ideas of greater intimacy, only to be relentlessly refused by her, leaving in a rather awkward predicament.

But today, facing Xu Wendong’s dominating actions, a peculiar emotion surged within her, not only did she not resist, but she felt a faint expectation.

She actually never liked making decisions herself, in this Heavenly Nether Sect where the strong ruled, as the Sect Master’s daughter, she was held in everyone’s palm daily, lofty as an unattainable blossom on a high ridge.

Those secretly enamored with her kept their distance due to her status and icy demeanor, not daring to approach easily, let alone act proactively, hesitatingly holding back, which frustrated her.

Yet Xu Wendong was completely different; the masculine aura and decisive style he exuded were like a key, quietly opening the tightly shut door deep within her heart, making her involuntarily feel a bit of joy.

”Junior brother... can you use a little more force...” Li Jiayin’s voice was as small as a mosquito’s, her blush growing deeper, as red as a ripe apple.

Initially, it was Xu Wendong exerting force, but gradually, she found herself involuntarily responding, her body subtly lifting, guiding Xu Wendong’s fingers to move slightly downward.

She knew well, the place she truly yearned for was further down, in that mysterious and hidden depth, like a concealed spring waiting to be discovered and soothed.

If she could block that looming ”stream,” maybe she could escape this unbearable sensation.

”More force? Seems like you’re still struggling, Senior Sister.” Xu Wendong nodded earnestly, believing he had considerable research on gynecological ailments, and since Senior Sister mentioned her period, he intended to help alleviate it earnestly.

However, as the treatment progressed, he soon sensed something amiss.

Li Jiayin’s physical response wasn’t typical of menstrual symptoms, but rather something awakened, an eager impulse.

It wasn’t long before Xu Wendong noticed a slick crystal fluid on his fingers, the slippery sensation startling him, instantly realizing what was amiss.

”This...” Xu Wendong was stunned, instinctively looking at Li Jiayin.

At this moment, Li Jiayin slowly stood, eyes lightly closed, gaze hazy with a hint of intoxication, gradually approaching Xu Wendong. Her breath sped up, warm air softly sprayed on Xu Wendong’s face, carrying a subtle fragrance.

”No way... she really is a sickly affection-seeker?” Xu Wendong marveled inwardly, he initially just purely wanted to heal Senior Sister, yet things unexpectedly developed this way, with Li Jiayin taking such initiative, completely out of his expectation.

”Senior Sister?” Xu Wendong tentatively called out.

This call was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking Li Jiayin’s trance.

She snapped back to reality, a flicker of panic and bashfulness flashing in her eyes, realizing her clothes were in disarray, her hair scattered messily about her cheeks.

Her face flushed instantly, red to the ears, her entire being trembled as if under an immobilization spell.

Suddenly raising her head, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, blending shyness and slight anger, she spoke to Xu Wendong in distaste: ”Junior Brother, you... weren’t you helping me treat an illness? How did things suddenly turn to...”

Her voice carried a tremor, as if questioning, yet also concealing her inner turmoil.

”Senior Sister, this really has nothing to do with me, I indeed intended to treat your menstrual period aftereffects, it was you who...” Xu Wendong hastily explained, but was interrupted by Li Jiayin before he could finish.

Li Jiayin bit her red lips, blush spreading across her neck, appearing both shy and defiant.

”Then you... just continue, why call me; I’m feeling very uncomfortable now, I need your help!” She gritted her teeth, feigning composure, commanding with the authority of the lead Senior Sister, yet her slightly trembling voice betrayed her inner tension and yearning.

”Alright, then I’ll continue.” Xu Wendong was helpless, inwardly wryly smiling, obviously Li Jiayin herself was enjoying it, yet insisted on displaying resistance.

Soon, Li Jiayin seemingly driven by some force, directly moved closer.

She extended her hands, personally grasping Xu Wendong’s hand, once more placing it on her lower abdomen.

As time went by, it seemed that the clothing barrier was no longer enough to satisfy her inner longing, a decisive hint flashed in her eyes, she slowly lifted her clothing, revealing a white snowy, smooth mirror-like lower abdomen, personally placing Xu Wendong’s hand on it.

The delicate skin sensation stunned Xu Wendong, as if touching the world’s most beautiful thing.

The further down, that area grew more mysterious, akin to a dense forest laden with mystery and temptation.

Xu Wendong now understood what Li Jiayin truly desired, this lady usually lofty like a goddess from heaven, deep down held fiery yearning, completely contrary to Zhao Ying’er’s claim of her disinterest in affairs between men and women.

Only because she had long been an untouchable high ridge flower, aweing people into fear, thus no one truly walked into her heart.

If those people dared act as boldly as Xu Wendong, maybe they would have won her heart long ago.

”Lower... down a bit more...” Li Jiayin’s eyes were hazy, her voice carrying a touch of plea.

She leaned slightly forward, bringing her face close to Xu Wendong, warm breath directly approached Xu Wendong’s face, making his heartbeat involuntarily accelerate.