**Ye Qiu** finally opened his eyes just as the whistle for afternoon training sounded. He had been holding it in for a while, and if he didn't get up soon, his bladder might burst. The dormitory was quiet, with everyone else already gone for training. **Tang Guo** was sitting at the foot of his bed, leaning against the ladder, fast asleep. **Ye Qiu** had heard everything they said earlier—**Tang Guo** had insisted on staying behind to take care of him, claiming he might be in danger and needed someone to watch over him. **Radar** initially refused and was going to leave **Li Dazhuang** to take care of him, but **Tang Guo** was so persistent that even the black-faced instructor eventually agreed and promised to help her get a leave of absence from her instructor.
**Tang Guo** always seemed so assertive when she was awake, but now, asleep, she looked peaceful and innocent, like a child who needed to be doted on. Her breathing was steady, her cheeks were flushed, and her long eyelashes rested softly against her face, making her look so beautiful it made **Ye Qiu**'s heart skip a beat.
Because of the way she was leaning, the part of her body she was usually self-conscious about was more pronounced. Her thighs were full, her calves long and slender—perfect for a professional leg model. Of course, if **Tang Guo** were to choose that path, her family would likely be furious.
Seeing her sweet and serene sleeping posture, **Ye Qiu** didn't want to wake her. Just as he was about to quietly get up, **Tang Guo** suddenly woke up, and with a look of surprise and relief, said, "**Ye Qiu**, you're finally awake. You scared me to death."
"I'm fine. You're tired; get some more rest," **Ye Qiu** said, knowing that even though they had helped **Tang Guo** and **Lin Bao'er** with their luggage, the long trek must have worn her out. The fact that she was sleeping so lightly showed how worried she had been about him.
"I didn't mean to fall asleep. I just dozed off while sitting here," **Tang Guo** said, embarrassed.
"It's okay." **Ye Qiu** nodded. "I need to step out for a moment."
"Huh? Where are you going? Let me help you," **Tang Guo** quickly stood up.
**Ye Qiu** chuckled to himself. Where was the haughty young lady now? What kind of young lady takes care of her bodyguard when he's sick? But then again, he felt a bit guilty for being such an unreliable bodyguard. He still couldn't understand why his mentor had insisted on taking this job; it was rather frustrating.
**Ye Qiu** pointed to his bladder and said, "I need to pee."
"Oh, go ahead then," **Tang Guo** said, finally relaxing her stance.
When **Ye Qiu** returned after taking care of his biological needs, **Tang Guo** had somehow pulled out a large assortment of food: beef jerky, ham, duck tongues, and milk—a veritable feast.
"This is what **Bao'er** and I brought. We saved some for you since you didn't have lunch. I originally kept a meal for you, but it got cold, and there's no way to heat it up. So, eat some of this instead," **Tang Guo** said with a smile.
**Ye Qiu** was indeed hungry. He glanced at **Tang Guo** curiously and then sat down on the bed, devouring the food. In no time, he had finished off half the large package. **Tang Guo** was secretly astonished; they say men eat like pigs, but **Ye Qiu** ate even more than that.
"What happened today? Why did Instructor **Lei** take you all to the field?" **Ye Qiu** asked after cleaning up the wrappers and other trash.
**Tang Guo** recounted the events in the cafeteria, and **Ye Qiu** finally understood. It turned out that **Xie Zhiyuan** had a grudge against **Yang Le**, and because **Ye Qiu** was close to **Yang Le**, he got dragged into it. Did they really think he was an easy target to push around?
**Ye Qiu** wasn't the type to let things slide easily. He was already planning how to get back at them. His mentor always told him that it's okay to eat more, drink more, but never to tolerate any injustice. If someone slaps your face, you ruin theirs.
"How was it resolved? **Yang Le** and the others didn't get any disciplinary action, did they?" **Ye Qiu** asked, concerned.
"When you suddenly collapsed, everyone panicked. **Instructor Lei** had you carried back to the dorm and then told everyone to let it go, warning them that there would be no leniency if it happened again," **Tang Guo** replied, which satisfied **Ye Qiu**. He had pretended to faint to avoid **Yang Le** and the others getting punished.
"Aren't you going to the afternoon training?" **Ye Qiu** asked.
"No, I'm staying here. **Instructor Lei** asked me to take care of you—I didn't want to, but your instructor insisted, so I had no choice but to stay," **Tang Guo** said, avoiding **Ye Qiu**'s gaze, her voice lacking conviction.
Full and satisfied, **Ye Qiu** lay back on the bed and, staring at **Tang Guo**'s chest, asked, "Since we don't have training this afternoon, what are you going to do?"
**Tang Guo** noticed **Ye Qiu**'s gaze, her face flushed, and she glared at him, saying, "What are you planning?"
"I could help you with your meridian flow," **Ye Qiu** said with a mischievous grin. This woman was quite tempting when she was embarrassed.
**Tang Guo** reflexively covered her chest and asked, "Another acupuncture session?"
"No needles this time," **Ye Qiu** shook his head.
"Then how would you do it?" **Tang Guo** asked, confused.
**Ye Qiu** held up his hands and said, "I could use my hands instead."
"Dream on! You're just trying to take advantage of me, aren't you? Last time you used so many needles, and it didn't even work," **Tang Guo** said with a cold smile.
"You know that last time, the treatment was interrupted, so it couldn't work. And besides, I'm not the type of person you think I am."
"You are exactly the type of person I think you are."
"There are many ways to stimulate the meridians," **Ye Qiu** patiently explained. "The most straightforward and effective method is acupuncture, but if there are no needles available, another method is to massage the entire meridian with your hands, promoting blood and energy circulation, helping the spleen and liver meridians to provide the necessary hormones for your chest."
**Tang Guo**'s expression changed as she listened to **Ye Qiu**'s explanation. She grabbed a mop from the door and started swinging it at **Ye Qiu**, shouting, "You pervert! You said you weren't like that, but now you're saying you can use your hands? Why did you insist on using needles before and made me take off my clothes?"
**Ye Qiu** quickly jumped off the bed, skillfully dodging the attack, and grabbed a chair to block her next swing, explaining, "Even with hands, you'd still need to take off your clothes."
"—"
Seeing that **Tang Guo** had calmed down, **Ye Qiu** jumped back onto the bed, lying down with his face toward the ceiling, and said, "The advantage of acupuncture is that it's effective and doesn't cause any pain. Using hands, however, takes longer and can be a bit painful. I was just trying to help because I'm bored. If you're not interested, I'll just take another nap."
With that, **Ye Qiu** actually closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep.
**Tang Guo** paced around the room, feeling torn. The entire dormitory area was deserted, except for the loud noises of the ongoing training outside.
If she let him treat her, he might try to take advantage of her again.
But if she didn't let him treat her, she glanced down at her chest—it really was a bit small.
After all, he had already taken advantage of her once, so there was nothing more to lose. Finally, **Tang Guo** made up her mind. She sat down by **Ye Qiu**'s bed and nudged his arm, calling, "**Ye Qiu**—"
"—"
"**Ye Qiu**, can you really help me?"
"—"
"**Ye Qiu**, get up and help me with my chest!" **Tang Guo** snapped.
**Ye Qiu** jumped up from the bed and said, "You're not afraid I'll take advantage of you?"
"I'm not afraid. Go ahead—if you try anything funny, I'll cut you," **Tang Guo** said fiercely.
At that moment, all the instructors and students were occupied with training, so the dormitory area should be empty. Just in case, **Ye Qiu** locked the door from the inside. After thinking for a moment, he also closed the windows, which were covered with paper, so there was no worry about anyone seeing anything from outside.
"Take off your clothes," **Ye Qiu** said, rubbing his hands together until they were warm enough to start massaging the meridians.
**Tang Guo** took off her green camouflage uniform, revealing only a small silk camisole underneath. It was a delicate purple, embroidered with large peony flowers, looking both cute and sexy. Most of her back and shoulders were exposed, her skin so fair that it almost hurt to look at. That fresh apple scent filled the air again, teasing **Ye Qiu**'s senses.
**Ye Qiu** couldn't help but swallow.
"This was a gift from Sister **Mou Nong**—it's the first time I've worn it—" For some reason, **Tang Guo** felt something was off today. Her mouth was dry, her body was hot, and she felt weak, as if all her strength had been drained. She didn't know why she was explaining this to him, only that she felt she had to say something.
**Ye Qiu**'s hand gently touched her back, like caressing fine silk from Suzhou or Hangzhou—smooth, soft, and impossibly sleek, with no resistance at all.
When the allure of a woman's back becomes the new trend, we find that the most fashionable celebrity outfits have shifted away from revealing cleavage to showcasing their bare backs. Countless Hollywood actresses walk the red carpet in elaborate or simple gowns that reveal their sensual, enticing backs.
**Tang Guo**'s back, though not as mature and full as those of the actresses, had its own unique charm.
"Aren't you supposed to be causing some pain?" **Tang Guo** asked, feeling **Ye Qiu**'s hands moving across her back, as her body temperature kept rising, yet there was no pain as he had described.
"I haven't even started yet," **Ye Qiu** replied.
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