chapter 12 Erotic massage

Han Tang quickly activated his XuanTian Method to suppress the heat in his heart. He began to feel better and gently applied pressure to several acupuncture points on Usan Le's shoulders. To enhance the effect, he secretly infused his true energy, sending a warm and soothing energy from his fingers.
Usan Le's neck wasn't in great condition to begin with, and after a long day of work, it had become stiff and sore. As Han Tang's large hands worked their magic, she immediately felt relief in her neck. Plus, the subtle warmth emanating from Han Tang's fingers made her feel even more comfortable, causing an involuntary moan to escape her lips.
"Oh..."
Han Tang's legs almost gave way as he struggled to maintain his composure. Alone together in the middle of the night, his heart raced at the sound of her moan, which was incredibly seductive.
The heat he had managed to suppress within himself suddenly surged back, and what was worse, he found himself having a physical reaction. To make matters even more precarious, Usan Le's back was pressed against his... prominent feature.
"What are you doing? Hurry up," Usan Le urged impatiently. Just when she had started to feel comfortable, Han Tang had stopped, leaving her dissatisfied. Her supple body was still leaning against his firm stature.
Han Tang's summer clothing was quite thin, and Usan Le was wearing only a silk nightgown. There was barely any separation between Han Tang's unmistakable response and Usan Le's elastic back, creating an indescribable sensation that made the inexperienced Han Tang feel like he was on the brink of heaven and hell.
"Uh... You should sit up straight; it's more effective that way," Han Tang said, trying to maintain his self-control despite enjoying the sensation immensely.
"You pervert!" Usan Le realized what was happening and quickly adjusted her posture, her long neck flushing red.
Han Tang took a deep breath and forced himself to clear his mind of impure thoughts. He adjusted his fingers and resumed the massage.
Usan Le felt waves of soothing warmth radiating from her shoulder as Han Tang's hands continued their work. The pain and stiffness in her fatigued neck began to fade away.
As Han Tang increased the pressure and the flow of true qi, she felt a profound sense of relaxation throughout her body.
Han Tang's massage technique was undeniably effective, and after a short while, the soreness and stiffness in Usan Le's neck completely dissipated under his skilled touch.
"Alright, Miss, take a look at your cards," Han Tang quipped, trying to break the awkward tension that had settled between them. Little did he know that as he touched her nightgown, the loose straps on her right side had come undone. The silky nightgown slipped down, revealing both her white and rosy ‘assets’, creating a captivating view.
Han Tang realized his mistake and, without appreciating the view, rushed to grab the slipping nightgown to help Usan Le put it back on. However, instead of grabbing the nightgown, he ended up holding something soft and slippery.
"Ah... Han Tang, let go quickly," Usan Le exclaimed, her instincts kicking in as she protectively covered her chest.
"Sister, you have to let go first for me to pull my hand out," Han Tang said in a hurry. He tried twice to pull his hand out but couldn't resist lightly squeezing twice. The sensation was just too good.
Usan Le screamed and finally released her grip on her chest, allowing Han Tang to reluctantly withdraw his right hand. He couldn't help but feel envious of his own hand.
"Alright, you can continue the massage now," Han Tang said, even though his eyes were greedily fixed on Usan Le's momentarily exposed cleavage.
Usan Le blushed again, realizing how provocative her accidental exposure had been, and though she cursed inwardly, her eyes carried a seductive charm that could make anyone's mouth water.
After a while, Usan Le emerged from the bathroom, with a hint of a blush still on her face, making her look even more enchanting.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to," Han Tang waited patiently to apologize to Usan Le, realizing that his right hand had made a mistake.
Usan Le replied impatiently, "You're still talking about it?"
"Alright, alright, I won't mention it again. I did give you a massage, and nothing else happened," Han Tang said, but he couldn't resist bringing his right hand to his nose, savouring the fragrance lingering on it. It seemed like something great had indeed happened.
"You..." Usan Le blushed again, but this time it wasn't because of embarrassment. She had pursued Han Tang for a long time, but today's events had taken an unexpected turn, leaving her feeling shy and intrigued.
"Go ahead and leave, I still have work to do," Han Tang said.
"Is it really urgent? You can take a break first, and continue tomorrow," Han Tang suggested.
"It is urgent. I need to organize the personnel files right away. Those I can't trust, I'll have them leave tomorrow, and then start the process of rehiring," Usan Le replied.
When it came to work, Usan Le quickly got into the zone, and the shyness on her face slowly faded away.
"Oh, by the way, there's something important I need to tell you." Usan Le picked up a few pieces of paper from the table and handed them to Han Tang. "These are the current financial statements of the restaurant."
Han Tang took a look and said, "I don't really understand these things. Just tell me what you need me to do."
"First, we're very short on funds. There's less than a hundred thousand in the restaurant's account. Replacing the things you broke is estimated to cost around twenty thousand. The remaining money won't be enough to keep the business running normally. If we don't find a solution, we won't be able to pay the staff their salaries this month."
Han Tang rubbed his nose and said, "If I had known, I would have been more careful when dealing with those bastards. The things I broke were my own."
"But the restaurant doesn't have money. How did Fatty Zhou manage to pay everyone's salaries?" Han Tang asked.
"This leads to the second thing I wanted to tell you. The restaurant isn't actually broke. There's over two million on the books, but it's all debt. I reckon Fatty Zhou was using debt collection to pay everyone's salaries," Usan Le explained.
"Well, then we'll just have to collect on those debts. Once we get the money back, we'll be in good shape. Do we have written agreements for these debts?" Han Tang asked.
"We do, but the entities and individuals who owe money are all connected to Fatty Zhou. Now that he's gone, it'll probably be difficult to recover the funds," Usan Le said.
"I'll take care of this matter. You don't need to worry about it. I guarantee it won't affect your normal operations," Han Tang assured.
"Alright, these are all the debt agreements. You take care of them," Usan Le handed a stack of papers to Han Tang.
"Do you want something to eat?" Han Tang asked.
"Of course, I'm hungry. I haven't had dinner; I've been busy working, trying to please the boss," Usan Le said, shooting Han Tang a teasing look despite her initial annoyance.
"Wait here; I'll make you something delicious to reward you," Han Tang said.
"You know how to cook?" Usan Le asked in surprise.
"Of course, I can. When you grow up poor, you learn to do everything. Just wait for a feast," Han Tang said.
After about half an hour, Han Tang returned with a steaming bowl of porridge.
"Is this the feast you promised? Porridge for your hardworking employee?" Usan Le teased, glaring at Han Tang.

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