017 The First Button

Hearing Li Zhiyan suddenly say he could help her, Gu Wanzhou felt surprised.

He could help her with this kind of thing?

This wasn't computer programming, nor was it discussing a financial crisis.

How could he help her?

She asked, "How are you going to help Aunt Gu?"

"This is an old problem that no doctor has been able to prescribe medicine for."

Li Zhiyan said earnestly, "Aunt Gu, I've studied traditional Chinese medicine massage for a while, and I've delved quite deep into the subject."

"If you're willing, I can give you a massage."

"It will ease the pain."

Gu Wanzhou was slightly stunned. This kid knew traditional Chinese medicine?

How was that possible? Traditional Chinese medicine should be something that only people in their forties or as old as in their sixties could master.

Moreover, relieving pain, that was even more outlandish.

This kid couldn't be trying to take advantage of her, could he?

After all, during a massage, you really can see the cleavage.

Thinking this, Gu Wanzhou became somewhat guarded, but then she thought about how she had misunderstood Li Zhiyan before at the hotel.

She nodded her head.

"Then after dinner, you can massage Aunt Gu."

...

Once the meal was served, Li Zhiyan's appetite was also greatly stimulated.

Women in their seventies or eighties, they really knew how to cook; but from his generation on,

this traditional craft had almost completely disappeared, replaced by various toxic "chicken soups" manipulating men.

That was an important reason Li Zhiyan didn't like young girls.

Of course, Su Mengchen was an exception.

"Aunt Gu, your cooking is really delicious."

Gu Wanzhou said with a smile, "How does it compare to your mother's cooking?"

"About the same."

In Li Zhiyan's mind, of course, his mom's cooking was the best; after all, as a mama's boy, eating his mom's food came with a mother's love bonus.

"Little Darling, when did you learn your traditional Chinese massage?"

Gu Wanzhou always felt that this kid in front of her was trying to take advantage of her.

"Aunt Gu, it was a long time ago, back in junior high."

"At that time, I was still attending middle school in the county town."

Li Zhiyan's words made Gu Wanzhou think he was bluffing, but she was also afraid of misunderstanding him again, considering previous cases. After all, this kid was really a sincere person.

"Come on, Little Darling, eat some more."

...

After lunch, while washing the dishes, Gu Wanzhou's heart suddenly became a bit nervous. In a little while, this kid would be giving her a massage, but what was he really thinking?

Was he maybe trying to sneak a peek at her chest?

It was only at one o'clock that she sat down in the living room.

"Aunt Gu, let me massage you," said Li Zhiyan, somewhat impatiently.

This was a reward of twenty thousand yuan just for a massage! It would bring him one step closer to his little goal of becoming a millionaire.

"Okay."

Hearing the urgency in Li Zhiyan's voice, Gu Wanzhou grew even more suspicious of the child's intentions.

Although he was a child, he was also an adolescent.

If she agreed, he could very well take the opportunity to push things too far.

"Aunt Gu, it's not very convenient here, let's go to your room," he suggested.

After a moment's thought, Gu Wanzhou agreed.

If she found Li Zhiyan harboring other intentions and trying to make a move, she could just stop him; he was an honest child and would definitely not dare to do anything excessive.

The two entered Gu Wanzhou's room, and Li Zhiyan looked around.

The room was spacious and bright, spotlessly clean, without any signs of a man's presence.

Clearly, Gu Wanzhou had been lonely for a long time.

As for how long she had been living in solitude, Li Zhiyan had no idea.

But eventually, with him around,

Aunt Gu's life would surely be slowly filled and enriched.

"Aunt Gu, please sit on the edge of the bed, it will be more comfortable this way."

"Okay."

After Gu Wanzhou sat down, Li Zhiyan turned on the system and took a look.

He activated the massage skill, which could relieve pain and would certainly be beneficial for Aunt Gu.

"Aunt Gu, could you unbutton one of your shirt buttons? It will make the massage easier."

Gu Wanzhou felt somewhat disappointed.

As expected, this kid wanted to peek at her; no man, big or small, lacked lascivious thoughts.

If she were to unbutton one, wouldn't he see everything?

"Just massage me like this."

"Okay."

Li Zhiyan placed his hands on Gu Wanzhou's neck.

Smelling the fragrance of Aunt Gu's hair, he slowly closed his eyes, somewhat intoxicated by it.

Truly, she was a prime mature woman.

The moment his hand made contact with Gu Wanzhou's neck, a warm, smooth sensation was transmitted.

It made Li Zhiyan reluctant to leave Gu Wanzhou's skin as he continued the massage.

Gu Wanzhou's beautiful eyes widened, she realized.

Her own heart was really too filthy, too sordid.

She actually thought this young man wanted to take advantage of her, but in truth, not only did Li Zhiyan know how to massage with traditional Chinese medicine techniques,

he was also an expert in the truest sense of traditional Chinese massage!

His massage greatly alleviated her pain, but with the clothes in the way, it felt like something was missing.

"Xiao Yan, your traditional Chinese massage is really quite effective."

She voluntarily unbuttoned the first button and closed her eyes.

Meanwhile, Li Zhiyan started massaging around Gu Wanzhou's clavicle.

After a full set of systematic massage, Aunt Gu wouldn't be troubled by this kind of pain for some time, which was the magic of the system.

At the same time, Li Zhiyan had the perfect view before him.

Being an 18-year-old young man full of vigor, it was natural that Li Zhiyan would look.

Aunt Gu, really well concealed.

Perhaps because of her slim figure, she didn't look as voluptuous as Rao Shi Yun.

True capability, only those who understand would know.

Fully mature women, none of them were simple, indeed.

"Aunt Gu, does it still hurt?"

"It's much relieved. Little Darling, you're quite something."

Gu Wanzhou was increasingly troubled about how to handle her relationship with Li Zhiyan.

She really liked the lad, like a mother adores her son, but he was set on making her his girlfriend.

Putting her through the small ringer, she felt more fulfilled.

If it were someone else, she would have blocked and deleted them long ago, but now she seemed to be unable to stay away from him.

His hands appeared to have magic in them; just this ability to massage could save her from quite a lot of suffering.

Moreover, she kept misunderstanding him, always feeling guilty towards this naive boy.

He only wanted to alleviate her pain, yet she assumed he was trying to take advantage of her.

What to do?

"Aunt Gu."

"Do your legs hurt from wearing high heels all the time?"

Young girls usually dislike wearing high heels.

But mature women in their 40s who are as attractive as Gu Wanzhou,

most can't stay away from high heels.

"Actually, I'm used to it."

"I've been wearing high heels for twenty years."

"Back then, you weren't even born yet."

Gu Wanzhou wanted to remind Li Zhiyan that she was over twenty years older than him.

However, this made Li Zhiyan feel even more uncontrollable.

"Let me massage your legs in a bit."

He glanced at Gu Wanzhou's pristine white legs beneath her pleated skirt.

Li Zhiyan felt his hormones just couldn't stop being released.