Private Miracle Doctor

"Ah, Zhang Yang, let me go, or I’ll tell my mom."

Jiang Ting’s delicate body trembled, struggling fiercely.

Her chest is her forbidden zone.

Whether it was at school, or the last time they kissed, she wouldn’t let anyone touch it.

"Fine, go ahead and tell her, I’ll also let her know about your video watching."

I feigned indifference.

Last time, I caught her with hidden toys, and this time, caught her watching a video.

She is like a fish on the chopping board for me.

"Zhang Yang, you’re shameless, I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person."

"Then what kind of person are you for watching that video? Don’t tell me it’s to relieve study pressure."

My words made her stomp her feet anxiously.

"Don’t think of me like that, it was a pop-up from the website I accidentally clicked, and you arrived just as I opened it."

"But your body is all heated up, could it be that you’re feeling something?"

My tone was full of accusation.

Inside, I felt very excited.

Such close proximity, looking down at her youthful, shy little face.

It immediately made my heart itch, reminiscent of the sensation of love.

"No, you’re talking nonsense, how could I feel anything!"

Jiang Ting was so ashamed she didn’t dare to look at me, burying her head in her chest, instinctively clamping her legs.

"Words are not proof, let me check and I’ll believe you."

I held her and laid her down on the bean bag chair.

Jiang Ting was stunned.

"Do I really have to take off my clothes for you to check?"

"That’s right, if I find out you felt something from the video, I’ll tell your mom directly."

"You..."

Jiang Ting was both ashamed and angry.

Her little face was full of beautiful blush.

Captivating yet filled with the beauty of a youthful girl.

I found it delightful and wanted to provoke her a little longer.

"Okay, since you’re hesitating, I won’t force you. Let’s see what your mom says."

I pretended to take out my phone, acting as if I was calling her mom.

As expected, Jiang Ting panicked immediately: "Wait, if you want to check, go ahead, but you absolutely can’t tell my mom."

"Alright, take it off yourself and let’s see what’s going on."

I put down the phone, looking serious.

"Oh, what’s the situation? I said there won’t be any feelings, so there won’t be!"

Jiang Ting was quite resolute.

She gritted her teeth, hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly took off the printed T-shirt.

The cute bra encased her half-exposed pink soft apples, smooth and slightly upturned.

Her size wasn’t large, just enough for one hand, but it was her youthful vitality that mattered.

I used to dream of catching a glimpse or touching them.

"Alright, now you see there’s no problem, right?"

Jiang Ting, seeing my heated gaze, was too shy to meet my eyes and turned her head to the side.

Her fair, delicate body trembled slightly.

"It’s not all off yet, how can I check it thoroughly, like last time!"

"No way, last time was so embarrassing, playing with toys in front of you."

Jiang Ting blushed and shook her head repeatedly.

"I never said to play with toys. What’s with you, do you actually want to do that?"

I watched her with interest.

It seemed like I’d hit a nerve, and Jiang Ting’s little hands were at a loss of where to place them.

"No, it’s not that. If you want to check, I’ll let you check."

In order to clear herself of suspicion, she hurriedly unhooked her bra.

The two pink softness, like little rabbits, popped out, rounded and wobbling slightly, creating a strong visual impact.

The tips of her apples were like new buds of red tea, standing upright, both pink and tender...