Villain: At the beginning, the protagonist is sentenced to castration, and the protagonist collapses

Chapter 1049: Massage



Chapter 1049: Massage

Looking at the four of them.

Jiang Yantian forcibly suppressed the flames within him that were almost burning away his reason.

He took a deep breath, and his aggressive gaze instantly transformed into a focused yet slightly playful professionalism.

He clearly remembered today's role-playing theme.

He is a service provider!

He raised his hand and waved it in the air.

A gentle aura flowed out.

"Buzz!"

Between flickering lights and shadows.

A luxurious bed, large enough to accommodate several people, appeared out of thin air in the bedroom.

"Four distinguished guests, please take your seats."

Jiang Yantian bowed slightly.

A smile, imbued with a service-oriented spirit, played at the corners of his lips.

He reached out and made a standard guiding gesture.

His gaze lingered on the four pairs of jade-like legs encased in sheer black stockings and the curves of the taut bodycon skirt.

"Our technician number 18 is at your service."

"You can take advantage of the technician, but you can't hit her."

The four women exchanged glances that were a mixture of shyness, anticipation, and amusement.

Long Wanning chuckled softly and took the first step with her jade-like feet clad in stiletto heels.

She swayed gracefully to the edge of the couch and naturally bent down to lie down.

Next came Long Qingfei, Zhongli Qingwan, and finally Xuehai Fuling with her alluring smile.

Following Jiang Yantian's instructions, they pressed their bodies against the carefully designed support structure of the massage couch.

When they lie down, the professionally designed raised supports perfectly support their most proud parts!

It showcases the most sensual curves of the waist, hips, back, and chest.

Like a work of art, it was presented to Jiang Yantian from the most alluring angle.

The thin, bodycon skirt fabric is stretched taut at the support points, outlining a clearer and more alluring shape.

"This feels so good..."

Xue Hai Fu Ling twisted her waist, feeling the perfect support. She couldn't help but giggle, her voice tinged with a lazy enjoyment.

Jiang Yantian looked at the four alluring bodies before him, his Adam's apple bobbing once more.

He forced himself to remain calm and raised his hand to shake it again.

A crystal-clear jade bottle, seemingly carved from millennia-old cold jade, appeared in his palm.

Jiang Yantian poured the contents of the bottle out.

Essential oils that shimmer with tiny starlight.

Pour some into your palm, put your hands together, and rub them slowly.

"The temperature is just right, and the aroma has been brought out."

Jiang Yantian walked to the bedside, his voice deep and magnetic.

With a barely perceptible hoarseness: "Then, this technician... shall begin."

He raised his hand again and waved, and the white shirt disappeared.

"Well....."

Several exclamations rang out.

Jiang Yantian's gaze first fell on Long Wanning's beautiful back, which was supported and accentuated her curves, and was closest to him.

get started!

"Um....."

Long Wanning almost immediately let out a satisfied, slightly trembling nasal sound.

Those hands, smooth and warm with essential oil.

The force was just right, penetrating deep into the muscles to dispel fatigue.

It brings an indescribable sensation of soreness, numbness, swelling, and heat.

It instantly made her body go limp.

He observed every change in the force of Jiang Yantian's palm.

The trajectory of each slide was transmitted to Long Wanning with unparalleled clarity.

An unprecedented and bizarre experience.

"Ah... Husband... be gentle... that..."

Long Wanning could no longer hold back and let out a soft moan filled with an intensely tingling sensation.

The body twisted slightly involuntarily.

This sound acted like a catalyst, causing the three women lying nearby to inexplicably tense up.

A little bit...≈!

Call me Number Eighteen!

Jiang Yantian's smile deepened, and flames flickered in his eyes.

"Number 18... I... I'm a little... um~~~~"

Jiang Yantian remained professional.

"Please relax, this is deep relaxation, which helps relieve fatigue from sitting for long periods of time."

As he spoke, his hand lingered a few more breaths on Long Wanning's alluring curves.

Soon, it turned to the next person.

"Well!"

Consort Long Qing's body stiffened abruptly.

She was used to Jiang Yantian's affection.

But this is a skillful touch under the guise of a special service.

It brought her a completely different kind of stimulation.

She couldn't help but bite her lower lip to suppress the groan that almost escaped her lips...

A short while later, they changed to another one.

Zhongli Qingwan.

She could only bury her burning cheeks in her arms.

It emitted a faint, suppressed breathing sound, barely audible.

Finally, there was the Blood Sea Fuling, who had been waiting impatiently.

"Number eighteen, it's my turn!"

She couldn't wait to twist her waist.

She proactively presented the most alluring curves to Jiang Yantian.

"No need for guests to rush, everyone will receive their share!"

Jiang Yantian chuckled and, without any hesitation, took his large hand, which was covered in warm essential oil, and...

"Ah ah!"

Xue Hai Fu Ling let out an exaggerated yet alluring exclamation.

Its body began to writhe like a snake.

"You are bad!"

"Hmm... then... um..."

Xue Haifu Ling's voice was soft and gentle, tense yet relaxed.

Those eerie red eyes shimmered with tears, filled with a light that was a mixture of pleading and seduction.

Time passed little by little.

Jiang Yantian's service was excellent.

The number one technician in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!

After one round, a new round begins.

They were all already impatient.

Jiang Yantian is very busy.

Now, in addition to massages, they also have to be fed mouth-to-mouth.

Long Wanning and the others seemed to be getting more and more into it.

He deliberately turned over, allowing Jiang Yantian to get a clear view of everything.

"Number 18, come to your sister's place..."

"They're here, they're here..."

"Number 18, my back is a little sore..."

They ran around for a long time.

Jiang Yantian is going to collect interest.

While he was massaging Consort Long, she was still enjoying the comfort of the massage.

Very relaxing.

The next second, suddenly!

"Well....."

Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened.

This scoundrel, so suddenly?

Jiang Yantian deliberately leaned close to her ear and chuckled, "Good sister, am I satisfactory?"

Consort Long Qing's eyes were filled with affection.

She couldn't help but turn to the side, raise her delicate hand, and gently stroke Jiang Yantian's face.

"satisfy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she kissed him.

This time, the unrest could no longer be contained.

Jiang Yantian was surrounded.

.......

One day, two days.

Time passed quietly.

The morning of the third day.

Jiang Yantian walked out of the palace looking radiant.

Hehe, no problem!

He wants to fight fifty of them!

Upon reaching the outside of the sleeping quarters, Jiang Yantian stretched.

These days are simply wonderful.

While the ladies were resting.

Jiang Yantian decided to visit the Hidden Immortal Palace.

The environment here is truly, truly beautiful.

As he walked in the sky, looking down at the scenery below.

I can't help but think of someone.

Lin Xuan!

There is a city here called Yihua City.

It belongs to the Hermitage Immortal Palace.

When he came here before, he encountered Lin Xuan, whose wife had died.

Then she tricked him into going to Xiao Yi's side and becoming Xiao Yi's lapdog.

He and Chu Fan had fought countless times.

I don’t know what’s going on now.

Thinking of all this, Jiang Yantian unconsciously headed towards Yihua City.

Standing in mid-air, I saw the same small tavern again.

Lin Xuan was drowning his sorrows in that little tavern earlier.

It was making silly, loud noises.

Just as Jiang Yantian was about to leave, he suddenly noticed that the clouds beneath his feet were churning.

It started to drizzle again.

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Did something trigger it?

Jiang Yantian felt a sense of déjà vu.

Take a closer look.

Damn it?

Familiar faces, familiar onlookers, familiar drinking sessions.

In the tavern's corridor, quite a few people watched and talked.


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