Ye Feng said calmly, "Lift your clothes a bit and expose your stomach..."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Han Yi became even more embarrassed, her cheeks turning as red as ripe apples.
But Ye Feng's eyes remained incredibly pure, without any ripple or stray thought.
Then, Han Yi lifted her clothes a bit, exposing her stomach.
The atmosphere in the room was filled with ambiguity; Han Yi held her breath, feeling her heart pounding wildly.
Having grown up, it was Han Yi's first time to have such intimate contact with a man.
Ye Feng took out the silver needles he usually carried and said to Han Yi, "The reason you can't gather internal strength is because the meridians in your dantian are injured and blocked, which prevents the gathering of internal strength from settling.
I'm now going to unblock the meridians. After the acupuncture, massaging will completely relax your dantian."
Han Yi nodded her head, her face red, and let out a word, "Hmm..."
