Magic Hand Little Divine Doctor

Jiang Auntie's hand was so soft, so tender!

And so white!

I sucked again, and blood oozed out from the wound, releasing a tart, bloody taste that burst in my mouth. It was strong, but I just couldn't bear to let go.

"Xiao Chen, you... don't... It's all blood!"

Jiang Meilin finally snapped back to reality and struggled for a moment, but she didn't dare apply too much force for fear of pulling at the wound.

"This is to disinfect it!"

I said solemnly as I took a look at the wound, still bleeding a bit, then I cleaned off the blood again. However, she trembled with embarrassment, seemingly unable to accept this.

To her, I was younger than her son, just a young boy, and this act was obviously a bit too intimate.

But for the moment, she had no reason to scold me, after all, I was indeed treating her wound.

"It's done now!"

A while later, she pushed me again.

I still didn't let go.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Only when Sister Xia came out from the inside room, did I suddenly let go. Jiang Meilin also swiftly backed away, turning her body towards the stove in embarrassment, bowing her head.

"Nothing... just a small cut. I'm getting a band-aid." She turned around and walked away in a flurry. It took her quite a while to return after applying the bandage.

After that, she dared not look at me. Whenever our eyes met, she would look away, showing a hint of blame.

I began to feel uneasy, wondering if she was angry, and also a bit regretful. I had been too impulsive. There was a generational gap between us; I shouldn't have been so reckless.

In the afternoon, she kept avoiding me, leaving me even more at a loss, plus with Sister Xia there, I didn't seek her out for clarification.

It wasn't until the evening that I found a chance to be alone with her. She was watching TV in the living room while Sister Xia had already gone to bed, so I went over and sat beside her.

"Aunt Jiang, are you angry with me?"

"No!"

She glanced at me with a mix of shyness and a bit of reproach in her eyes, as if she had sensed some of my thoughts towards her, especially after the last time I gave her a massage...

"Then why are you avoiding..."

"Not at all! Xiao Chen, if you want to watch TV, sit here. If not, go back to your room and sleep early." She kept her eyes on the TV, but from time to time, she would glance over at me.

"Aunt Jiang!"

I moved a bit closer, and with nowhere left to shift to, she pretended to be annoyed and glared at me.

But I could tell she wasn't really angry, so I said with a smile, "Aunt Jiang, are you tired? Let me rub your shoulders for you!"

Perhaps really feeling tired, she twisted her neck, furrowed her brows slightly, and then nodded her head, "Let's go to my room!" Saying so, she turned off the TV and walked to her room, lying down on the bed.

I climbed onto the bed, kneeling, and placed my hands on Aunt Jiang's fragrant shoulders.

"Mmm!"

As I began to massage, Aunt Jiang couldn't help but let out appealing moans; she must have been feeling very comfortable.

I massaged with even more effort, starting from her shoulders, moving to the back of her neck, and then down to her waist, which was slim, her figure well-maintained.

Through just a layer of thin silk, the touch felt incredibly delightful, constantly stimulating me, increasing my longing...

"Xiao Chen, that feels so good, yes, right there, a bit harder! Mmm!"

Her reactions grew stronger, voicing her pleasure with continual moans as her hands tightly clutched the bedsheets, her delicate body trembling with comfort from my touch.

I grew bolder, sliding my hands lower, over her full, round buttocks, so large, so soft, and so elastic.

"Ah!"

She cried out suddenly, her body tensing, yet she didn't stop me.

I knew she was overwhelmed by the pleasurable massage. Being a very mature woman, and with her husband having passed away early, she must have been very lonely and empty these years, which explained her intense response.

Perhaps, tonight I might have a chance with her.

She was Uncle Lin's widow, my elder, and Sister Xia's mother-in-law. If I could have her, how thrilling and accomplished it would feel?

This mad, wicked thought kept lingering in my mind, thrilling me to the extreme.

After massaging for a while, it turned out exactly as I anticipated...