Perfect Tattoo (part 1)
Shuiyue’s body was stiff for a millisecond; however she subconsciously reached to Qi Yue’s shoulder.
The feeling of fullness just filled his palm; it felt big, so Qi Yue pinched it to determine if it was real. Although he had a relationship with Nana for some time, he never touched her body much less such an intimate action. Shuiyue was surprised, so how could he not be?
The white jade small hand fell on Qi Yue’s shoulder; he only felt a hot touch before his body suddenly fell back to the ground from the irresistible force. She was caught by surprise as she fell on top of the hooligan.
“You…” Shuiyue screamed in angered. She suddenly found that something was wrong. At this point, Qi Yue, who just woke up, fell back into a coma, his face became very red, and a faint heat radiated from his body.
“Ah! Not good!” Shuiyue remembered that she used her family’s stacking palm art in that moment of shame. The skill in itself isn’t that strong or overbearing. But to those who didn’t practice any martial arts, it is domination a force. She grabbed Qi Yue’s hand but she felt his temperature rising, he was having a fever.
The stacking palm is a kind of internal martial arts, it’s one of the secret arts of the Shui family (literally meaning water and referring to the soft attribute of the technique). It’s mainly used in therapy and healing but it has enough power to be used in self-defense. As one of the main children of her generation, she was taught from a very young age. She was practicing this art for more than ten years. Qi Yue was wondering how could such an innocent looking girl could travel all the way to Tibet, simply put she was already counted as a martial master.
Shuiyue looked at Qi Yue’s pained expression and couldn’t help but be anxious. After all, she learned Chinese medicine from her father to help people not to hurt them. And although she was in a hurry, she rushed to get off Qi Yue. She easily took off his shirt that was drenched in sweat to examine him.
Qi Yue’s skin was healthy and had a bronze color. There was no excess fat on his body, but his muscles were not bulging. He looked a little thin. From his pulse, he was obviously a little malnourished. In contrast, his right shoulder had become red and swollen. The bluish skin gradually radiates a faint heat flow.
Shuiyue was injured by her family’s martial arts before. She was very clear about the attacking power of the stacking palm. Although she was in a hurry and only used thirty percent of the palm’s power, it was enough to cause death. The most overbearing aspect of this martial art is the yang aspect. Thankfully she was a woman and her innate yin weakens the offensive power of the stacking palm arts. Otherwise, it would only take a breath to end Qi Yue’s life.
She quickly floated to the door as if she was weightless; she barred the entrance before returning to his naked body. She didn’t want people to see this scene
Returning next to the bed Shuiyue blushed, she turned extremely red. She could see that under the thin white pants was a protruding bulge. She knew exactly what it is. She was a doctor after all.
Editor’s note : a bulge if you know what I mean
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