"Really? Is it that serious?"
Upon hearing my words, Miss Ah Cai became anxious too.
"Whether it's serious or not isn't up to me to decide, we need Dazhuang to have a look first."
"How is he going to look? He's not going to use his hands to feel, is he?" Ah Cai bit her red lips, a look of difficulty on her face.
I knew what she was worried about. For most women, it's nothing unusual to have a massage on their legs, but touching the more private parts is not something most women can easily accept.
"You're absolutely right, Sister Qin. A few touches from me, and I'll know what's the matter with you," Dazhuang nodded solemnly.
"But..."
Ah Cai bit her lip, hesitated for a while and then nodded, "Alright then, just a few touches, but I want you to keep this absolutely secret; you must not tell anyone."
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's, and her little face was so red it was almost dripping blood.
