pertwk Chapter 229 Han Ruoruo: The only person my sister can ask for help now is...
Chapter 229 Han Ruoruo: The only person my sister can ask for help now is...
Chapter 229 Han Ruoruo: The only person I can ask for help from now on is you, Yuhao.
When Huo Yuhao followed Han Ruoruo to an inconspicuous door deep in the attic, and saw her push open the door to reveal a bottomless staircase leading down below, darkness almost instantly swallowed Han Ruoruo's figure.
Huo Yuhao subconsciously swallowed, a sense of inexplicable tension welling up in his heart, as if there was some extremely terrifying place below those stairs.
And just as he hesitated for a moment, Han Ruoruo's familiar, gentle voice rang in his ears.
"Yuhao, what are you waiting for up there? Come down now!"
"Oh, I'm coming right away."
Huo Yuhao composed himself and stepped into the darkness.
After descending the stairs for several dozen steps, the view suddenly opened up before me.
Compared to the dark and oppressive stairwell above, the basement now presents a completely different world.
Several flower buds, emitting a soft white light, can be seen, casting a hazy glow on the surrounding environment. The interplay of light and shadow creates a truly extraordinary scene.
"This flower is called the Night Bloom Flower, and some people also call it the Moonlight Flower. It can absorb and store sunlight during the day, and then emit a soft white light in the dim environment at night."
Around midnight, it will fully bloom, releasing a fragrance with a warm, sun-like scent that nourishes the spirit of a Soul Master.
As they were talking, Han Ruoruo, who had come in earlier, had already slowly dragged a portable soft mattress that was placed against the wall to the center of the room.
Looking at the large, spacious bed that could easily fit three or four people, Huo Yuhao's eyelids suddenly twitched violently.
"Sister Ruoruo, didn't we say we were going to admire the flowers? What's going on here?"
"If it's just ordinary flower viewing, isn't that just a waste of time for us Soul Masters?"
Han Ruoruo turned around and spoke softly, her tone still gentle, but her beautiful black eyes shone with an unusually bright light under the hazy white light.
"Didn't I tell you? When the flowers bloom, their unique fragrance will be helpful for cultivation."
As she spoke, she flipped her hand, revealing a crystal bottle filled with a dark red liquid. She shook the bottle and continued:
"According to the ancient book I consulted, the fragrance of the Night-Blooming Flower, combined with my specially prepared medicinal liquid, can produce a miraculous effect that is far greater than the sum of its parts."
I originally planned to have Ming'er help me apply the ointment, but now...
Looking at Han Ruoruo, who was looking down and letting out a barely audible sigh, Huo Yuhao's throat became even drier.
There is no doubt that Wu Ming fainted suddenly because of herself.
Even if Han Ruoruo were incredibly resourceful, it would be impossible for her to have foreseen such a sudden situation, right?
And most importantly, Han Ruoruo is not wearing glasses now.
This shows that the current situation is very safe, and everything is just me overthinking and scaring myself.
Han Ruoruo took a few steps forward with the crystal bottle and placed it in Huo Yuhao's palm, her voice carrying a rare hint of shyness.
"The night-blooming jasmine flower has a very short blooming period; if you miss it tonight, you'll have to wait another year. So, the only person I can ask for help from now on is you."
"Sigh, this..."
Looking at the bottle in his palm, Huo Yuhao's throat felt dry.
Although he had mentally rehearsed countless possibilities, when things actually took the most ambiguous turn, his mind inevitably went blank for a moment, and he didn't know how to respond.
Looking at the stunned white-haired boy in front of her, Han Ruoruo felt as if a soft feather had gently brushed against her heart, bringing an uncontrollable itch.
She could only blink her bright, dark eyes, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips.
"Don't worry, it's just asking you to apply some medicine to your sister to promote the absorption of soul power. Nothing serious will happen."
As she spoke, she gently pushed Huo Yuhao's shoulder, helping him sit on the large, soft mattress.
Then, she placed a small booklet from the bed into Huo Yuhao's hands.
"It will be a while before the Night-Blooming Flower is in full bloom, so I'll go take a shower first."
Han Ruoruo said softly, then pointed to the booklet in Huo Yuhao's hand, "That booklet contains instructions on how to use the medicine and acupressure points that I copied from ancient books. You can study it first."
As she spoke, as if remembering something, she naturally ruffled Huo Yuhao's soft white hair, her tone full of tenderness:
"Don't be too nervous, this is my first time using this too. Even if you don't do it right, I won't blame you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Han Ruoruo turned and walked into a small door in the corner of the secret room, leaving behind only a warm fragrance mixed with the scent of flowers and the girl's body.
Huo Yuhao sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the crystal bottle and the thin book in his hand.
Especially after casually flipping through the contents, my eyes widened as I read on.
The document not only details the acupoints on the human body, but also uses fine brushstrokes to illustrate the corresponding application techniques and massage sequence.
The description was so detailed that even a seasoned veteran like him couldn't help but exclaim from the bottom of his heart, "The ancients were so incredibly sophisticated in certain aspects!"
According to the book, the medicine should be applied evenly to almost every inch of the skin, and should be combined with specific massage techniques to promote its flow.
Huo Yuhao couldn't help but complain to himself, "If the requirements are so high, why not just prepare a medicinal liquid and take a medicinal bath? Wouldn't that be more convenient and quick?"
Not long after, the bathroom door was gently pushed open.
Amidst the rising steam, Han Ruoruo's figure reappeared.
She was only wrapped in a white bath towel, and glistening water droplets slid down her still-dry hair, adding to her allure.
The bath towel wasn't very wide; its length barely covered the top of her thighs, leaving her long, slender, snow-white legs completely exposed.
Her jade-like feet were white with a healthy rosy tint, and she wore a pair of transparent slippers. Her delicate toes were tightly pressed together with a hint of tension, which sparked the imagination.
"Yuhao, have you been waiting long? Let's begin now, so we can catch the flowers when they bloom for the best effect."
As Han Ruoruo spoke, she naturally walked to the bedside, bent down and lay on the soft bed, coiling her smooth black hair behind her head, revealing her smooth nape.
As she bent over, the bath towel was untied and laid flat on the bed, revealing her fair, smooth back to Huo Yuhao without reservation.
Clearly, Han Ruoruo hadn't put on any extra clothing in preparation for the upcoming medicinal massage.
No, if you look closely, you can vaguely see in the dim white light that between those round and perky buttocks, there seems to be a small piece of simple fabric that blends almost into the surrounding snow-white skin.
Whether it was the water droplets left after the shower or the fine sweat seeping from the body, the already thin fabric was soaked to the point of being almost transparent, making it difficult to detect its existence.
Huo Yuhao felt his breath catch in his throat, and his blood seemed to ignite and begin to boil rapidly.
Subconsciously, I twisted open the cap of the crystal bottle, and an unusually sweet aroma instantly filled the air.
The dark red liquid was poured into my palm, its texture resembling the stickiest cream.
Even under the faint glow of the Night-Blooming Flower, the thick liquid clinging to the fingers still refracted a breathtaking light.
"Sister Ruoruo, I'll begin then."
"Hmm~"
Han Ruoruo, who seemed to be shy and kept her eyes tightly closed, trembled slightly with her long eyelashes and let out a soft response from her nose.
Fortunately, the bed was spacious enough that Huo Yuhao didn't have to stand awkwardly by the bed.
After taking a deep breath, he sat down next to Han Ruoruo and gently placed his hands, which were covered in medicine, on her warm, fragrant shoulders.
With a light but firm pressure, I pressed down with my fingertips and used my thumb to massage her Jianjing acupoint in a circular motion.
A tingling sensation mixed with the unique warmth of the medicinal liquid instantly spread from my shoulder to my entire body.
Especially Huo Yuhao's perfectly timed pressure relieved the tension in her muscles, causing Han Ruoruo to comfortably open her eyes, turn her face to the side, and ask in surprise:
"Hmm? Yuhao, you're actually good at massage?"
Huo Yuhao's palm followed the contour of her shoulder blades, slowly moving towards her spine, and then slowly descending along that beautiful curve, the warm medicinal liquid forming a smooth film between his palm and skin.
She leaned down slightly before speaking softly: "When I was little, my mother often had to do a lot of heavy work, which caused her to develop many health problems."
To alleviate her fatigue after work, I specifically consulted some of the maids in the manor about massage techniques. While I'm not an expert, I think I'm doing a decent job.
Of course, this is only part of the reason.
More importantly, in his previous life, he suffered greatly within the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, leaving his body almost crippled.
During that time, Wang Dong'er took care of herself day after day, massaging his whole body to soothe the muscles that had become stiff from being bedridden.
Later, his health gradually improved, and he learned to massage himself to improve his condition.
Over time, there has been considerable research and understanding of the meridians and acupoints in the human body.
"I see. Then if I have the chance next time, I'd like to go back with you to see your aunt. Hmm..."
Han Ruoruo's words were cut short by a soft, enigmatic hum, a sound that trembled with an electric current and was incredibly seductive.
Huo Yuhao had somehow moved to the foot of the bed and gently picked up her snow-white, crystal-clear bare foot. He was pressing and rotating the incredibly smooth and delicate acupoints on the sole of her foot with his knuckles.
A young girl's feet are naturally sensitive, especially for someone like Han Ruoruo who has never been touched by a man before.
Even though she had made thorough mental preparations, the intense tingling sensation that kept surging up from the soles of her feet, especially combined with the unique warm and moist feel of the medicinal liquid, still made her feel like her mind was constantly going blank.
Even the adorable toes, as white as pearls and jade, couldn't help but curl and stretch, making one want to hold them in one's hands and play with them.
An ordinary massage would not have made a control-type Soul Master, whose Soul Power has reached the Soul Saint level and who has made great achievements in mental power, appear so vulnerable.
The reason for this is twofold. Firstly, although Han Ruoruo's plans were meticulous and her actions were bold.
But when she actually faced Huo Yuhao, she still felt a lingering girlish shyness, especially since this was the first time in her life she had been treated so intimately by a man.
Secondly, it was naturally because she had personally prepared this medicine.
Although its main effects have changed drastically, it is still a product of the fire poison in Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire, so how could its fiery nature be completely erased?
Just as Han Ruoruo said when she first deceived Ma Xiaotao, no other similar product on the market can compare to its efficacy.
At this moment, Han Ruoruo felt that her skin, starting from the soles of her feet and extending all over her body, was becoming increasingly hot.
Huo Yuhao's hands seemed to possess some kind of peculiar magic. With each press, the warm force could penetrate the skin and reach deep into the body, causing the blood to surge.
She couldn't help but let out another soft moan, her cheeks flushed, her half-closed eyes filled with an irrepressible moisture, and her long, beautiful legs involuntarily began to gently rub together.
As Huo Yuhao's hands continued to move, the sweet smell of the medicine mixed with Han Ruoruo's elegant fragrance, like a rare orchid in a secluded valley, became increasingly strong in the enclosed basement.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yuhao let out a soft breath and stopped what he was doing.
At this moment, Han Ruoruo's entire back had become pink and glossy. Even in this dim environment, it still shone with a soft luster like mother-of-pearl, which was quite beautiful.
Especially in the latter half of the massage, Huo Yuhao also used a trace of the abundant life force brought by the Life Gold to slowly clean up the subtle hidden injuries left in Han Ruoruo's body in her early years due to cultivation or breaking through bottlenecks.
As she felt increasingly comfortable, Han Ruoruo, who had been forcing herself to stay awake and had her eyes half-closed, unknowingly relaxed completely and fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at the snowy back that rose and fell slightly with her steady breathing, even when she was lying face down on the bed, her amazing softness still formed a perky curve due to the pressure.
With her glossy, snow-white skin, it would be a lie to say that Huo Yuhao wasn't moved at all.
Besides, he's not some clueless blockhead who's never tasted anything before.
Some things are simply a matter of either zero times or countless times.
Gently straddling Han Ruoruo's slender waist, he placed his hands on her rounded shoulders again, lowered his head slightly, and brought his lips to her delicate ear, whispering with warm breath:
"Sister Ruoruo, wake up. Shouldn't we move on to the next step?"
(End of this chapter)