Dashing Student-Chapter 492: Push a Little Harder

Chen Nan struggled to control the desire inside him as he helped Yan Jin massage her shoulders and neck.

As the massage progressed, Chen Nan’s hands unconsciously increased their strength. His palms firmly pressed against Yan Jin’s skin, as if he could feel the warmth emanating from deep within her body.

Yan Jin’s body also twisted slightly with Chen Nan’s movements, the hem of her purple slip dress lightly swaying, intermittently revealing the almost hidden skin at the top of her thighs, sending out an alluring fragrance.

An ambiguous atmosphere permeated the room, and the temperature seemed to be rising continuously.

Beads of sweat appeared on Chen Nan’s forehead, his breathing becoming rapid and heavy, his gaze also steadily becoming blurred.

Yan Jin’s breathing became disordered too, her cheeks flushed, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion and desire.

Yan Jin was enjoying Chen Nan’s massage, panting, "Chen Nan, do you know that our country’s marriage laws explicitly state that if one spouse dies unexpectedly, the marriage ends there?"

Chen Nan’s movements paused for a moment, evidently not expecting this specific stipulation to exist in the marriage law.

Seeing Chen Nan not saying anything, Yan Jin couldn’t help but sigh softly, "My marriage to your dad was in name only, not to mention he’s already left this world, why should you hold onto the past?"

After a pause, she turned her blushing face towards Chen Nan, her eyes revealing a hint of nervousness, "My chest feels a bit sore, can you massage it for me?"

"Okay!" Chen Nan agreed to Yan Jin’s request.

Yan Jin felt a surge of joy inside, full of expectation as she rolled over and laid flat on the bed, her beautiful eyes revealing a captivating sparkle.

Looking at Aunt Yan lying in front of him, Chen Nan couldn’t help but envision the image of them together- although it was only once, it was enough to be etched in his memory for a lifetime.

He nervously extended his hands to her chest, gently starting to massage Yan Jin.

Every movement was made with the utmost care, fearing that his strength might be too much or too little.

His palms gradually adapted to the temperature of that patch of skin, his movements became slightly more natural, his palms conforming to Yan Jin’s chest, feeling the subtle undulations with the kneading.

At that moment.

The room was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing somewhat rapidly.

His fingers occasionally touched the edge of the purple slip dress; the thin fabric glided gently beneath his fingers, adding a further hint of ambiguity.

Chen Nan’s forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, feeling an uncomfortable sense of restlessness.

For him, giving a massage was usually a very relaxed affair.

But at this moment.

He had the illusion of being on tenterhooks.

As time passed.

Yan Jin’s body would occasionally tremble slightly, her breathing growing more hurried.

Once in a while, she would let out a very soft moan from deep in her throat, the sound like an electric current, directly penetrating Chen Nan’s ears, turning them instantly red and giving rise to a heat within him.

Especially after seeing Aunt Yan, flushed and coquettish, he, too, felt his mouth dry and his tongue scorched, with a certain part of him uncontrollably reacting.

But his hand movements did not dare to slacken in the slightest, still focusing on making circles on Yan Jin’s chest, trying to alleviate the so-called pain.

However, the thoughts of both seemed to have already drifted elsewhere.

Both were immersed in an atmosphere filled with forbidden allure, unable to extricate themselves.

"Chen Nan, Auntie has mammary gland nodules in her chest, can you treat me?" Yan Jin gazed at Chen Nan with eyes brimming with affection, her beautiful eyes radiating irresistible spring charm.

Chen Nan’s heart thumped fiercely, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

His gaze involuntarily lingered on Yan Jin’s heaving bosom for an instant before turning away in a fluster. His hands awkwardly suspended in mid-air, uncertain of what to do.

Seeing Chen Nan’s dilemma, Yan Jin gently bit her lower lip, her luscious red lips even more enticing under the dim light.

She shifted her slender waist subtly, adjusting her posture, allowing her purple camisole to reveal even more. The expanse of her fair skin was fully exposed before Chen Nan’s eyes, where he could even glimpse the profound ravine.

"Chen Nan, Auntie doesn’t want to go to the hospital, could you just treat me this once, please?" Her voice was soft and alluring, her eyes filled with pleading and desire, like a deep, bottomless tarn that irresistibly drew one in.

Chen Nan felt his throat parched, swallowing saliva with difficulty.

His reason was gradually crumbling under the ambiguous atmosphere, yet a sliver of lucidity made him aware that this was wrong.

However, his body seemed out of control as he slowly extended his hand and placed it back on Yan Jin’s chest, grasping her right, snowy mound.

In that instant.

The tender touch shot straight to his heart, sending a jolt of pleasure through him, the heat inside growing more intense with the passing of time.

He tried to calm himself, his hands mechanically moving, pressing and kneading lightly.

With each touch, he could feel Yan Jin’s body tremble slightly, along with her suppressed, barely audible moans.

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Yan Jin’s breathing grew more rapid, her chest heaving as she tightly grasped Chen Nan’s arms, her nails unconsciously digging into his skin, as if to vent the turbulent emotions within her heart.

"Chen Nan, a bit harder... right there, it feels so comforting..." Her voice turned hoarse and hazy, laden with endless seduction.

Chen Nan’s own breathing became heavier; his hands, as if bewitched, followed Yan Jin’s guidance to explore and press.

Suddenly, he touched a sensitive spot, and Yan Jin let out a high-pitched moan, her body involuntarily arching upward.

At this point.

How could Chen Nan not realize that Aunt Yan was already physiologically aroused?

Seeing her seductive expression, Chen Nan couldn’t help but swallow.

Meanwhile.

She instinctively reached out with both hands, tightly encircling Chen Nan’s, her face bearing a look of urgency, as if she wished to meld eagerly into him.

Suddenly, driven by an invisible force, Yan Jin bolted upright, quickly wrapping her arms around Chen Nan’s neck.

Before Chen Nan could react, she pressed her scorching lips forcefully against his.

The kiss was so swift and intense. Yan Jin’s lips were soft and insistent, with an irresistible overbearing nature.

Her tongue eagerly pried open Chen Nan’s clenched teeth, charging in to entwine voraciously with his.

Chen Nan’s body tensed instantly, his hands subconsciously trying to push her away, but Yan Jin held on tightly to him, her nails nearly sinking into his back.

In the midst of this passionate kiss, Yan Jin’s body pressed tightly against Chen Nan, her full chest pressing against his, gifting him a different sensation.

And it made Chen Nan’s rationale gradually dissipate amidst this surging tide of emotions...