"Hiss..."

Zhao Tienan suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if all his visual nerve cells were boiling at this moment.

This is just too beautiful!

Today, Li Wanqing was wearing a light purple cheongsam that outlined her pear-shaped figure splendidly.

The slit of the cheongsam was very high, almost reaching the waist.

Her long legs, vaguely visible, were adorned with sexy, seductive black stockings, making one swallow hard.

The peaks on her chest were towering, and through the hollow design at the neckline, a deep, endless cleavage could be faintly seen.

And it was this hazy feeling that made one's heart itch even more, almost wishing to tear open the neckline to carefully appreciate the enigma within.

A cascade of black hair was elegantly tied up high, and her face wore light makeup, instantly revealing her elegant and yet undeniably beautiful aura.

This was simply the Yaochi Fairy, so beautiful that Zhao Tienan's mind almost short-circuited.

"Dr. Zhao, are you, are you okay?"

Li Wanqing, obviously a bit uncomfortable under Zhao Tienan's passionate gaze, couldn't help but bow her head shyly and spoke as softly as a mosquito.

Yet this unintentional bashfulness surpassed a thousand kinds of charms!

She was definitely a worldly goddess, leaving an indelible impression with just one glance.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Tienan coughed heavily a few times to ease the awkward atmosphere: "Who gave you the idea to dress like this..."

"Why, does it not look good?"

"I've learned all this from fashion magazines, and I think it can create an atmosphere."

"Dr. Zhao, didn't you mention before that to make the treatment more effective, I need to create a good ambiance? If you don't like it, I can change..."

Li Wanqing blinked and, slightly flustered, covered the slit of her cheongsam, speaking with a hint of grievance.

"No, no, don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant."

"I meant that your outfit is just too beautiful, far beyond my expectations. It's really great, I like it a lot."

Zhao Tienan stepped forward a few steps, genuinely praising her.

The cheongsam paired with black stockings was simply a perfect match, and he couldn't help but wonder what magazine Li Wanqing had been reading to come up with such a suggestion that makes a man's blood surge.

"Well, please come in."

Li Wanqing invited Zhao Tienan into the bedroom, but inside, the lights had been changed to a dreamy pink nightlight.

Where did she learn this from?

Although it seemed somewhat improper, it was clear that Li Wanqing had put her heart into it.

"Well then, Dr. Zhao, how should we start the treatment?"

Li Wanqing gently drew the curtains, feeling a mix of emotions as if a thousand ants were crawling inside her, entangled and unable to break free.

"No rush, let's play some music first to ease the atmosphere."

Zhao Tienan rubbed his nose, speaking softly.

He could tell that Li Wanqing was particularly nervous right now, which was not conducive to the treatment and might even be counterproductive.

To achieve the best therapeutic effect, Li Wanqing needed to maintain a pleasant mood, or at least not resist too much.

"Oh? Sure."

"Then let me play a piece for you myself, please give me your feedback."

Li Wanqing, being an English teacher, had a high talent in this regard and wanted to showcase it in front of Zhao Tienan.

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