Seven years after transmigrating, he was cornered at the head of the bed by a cold and aloof empress

Chapter 18 Lin Zhou's techniques were too professional, and the queen of the live stream hummed

The room was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the faint scent of mugwort, which was the mosquito repellent sachet that Lin Zhou had just found.

Right now, in this dilapidated tile-roofed house, a scene is unfolding that could crash the entire internet.

Lin Zhou's expression was focused, as if he were holding not his wife's foot, but a piece of porcelain undergoing meticulous restoration. His fingers were long and strong, with calluses from years of hard work on his fingertips, but this roughness now served as the perfect massage medium.

[Divine Massage Techniques] are not just techniques, but also an absolute control over the body's meridians.

Each press landed precisely on Su Qingge's blocked acupoints.

"This is the Taichong acupoint, which soothes the liver and regulates Qi."

Lin Zhou slowly pushed his thumb in, gradually increasing the pressure. "You usually have a short temper and a lot of liver fire, so this area must be very congested."

Su Qingge originally wanted to retort, "Who's in a bad mood?", but before she could finish speaking, a sore and swollen sensation rushed up her instep straight to her heart.

That felt so strange.

It felt like a thin electric current was coursing wildly along my nerve endings. A mix of sensations—soreness, swelling, numbness, itching—intertwined and finally burst into an indescribable, exhilarating feeling that exploded through my body.

She bit her lower lip hard, her ten toes curling up uncontrollably and gripping Lin Zhou's palm tightly.

"Well……"

A muffled groan, barely suppressed, escaped from deep within his throat.

Su Qingge tensed up completely, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. She wanted to pull her foot back, but the deep-seated relaxation made her want to stay, her body acting strangely honestly and completely disobeying her will.

Lin Zhou did not stop.

His palm slid up his ankle and down to that slender calf.

Having worn high heels all day and walked along mountain paths, my muscles here were already as stiff as a rock.

"Bear with it, we'll break up the lump now."

Lin Zhou whispered a reminder, then spread his five fingers, gripped her calf with his tiger's mouth, and pushed her hard.

"Sizzle—"

The tangy and refreshing sensation is instantly doubled!

Su Qingge suddenly tilted her head back, her slender neck stretching into a graceful arc, like a dying swan.

Reason told her that the live stream was still going on and the red dot was still flashing, so she had to maintain her aloofness and image.

but……

This feels so good!

The fatigue, aches, and grievances that had accumulated throughout the day seemed to be gradually drawn away from her body as Lin Zhou's large hands massaged her. In their place came a warm, comforting current that enveloped and melted away her feelings.

Lin Zhou's technique became faster and faster, and the force became deeper and deeper.

He avoided the wound on her heel, focusing instead on clearing the blocked meridians around it. Each press felt like a precise touch on Su Qingge's sensitive spots.

"Gently... gently..."

Su Qingge's eyes were glazed over, and her voice was tinged with sobs, from physiological tears.

"Just one last push, and it'll be all right."

Lin Zhou's eyes narrowed. He pressed his thumb against the "Yongquan" acupoint on the sole of his foot and his index finger against the "Kunlun" acupoint behind his ankle. He exerted force with both fingers at the same time, and suddenly snapped his fingers together!

"Click!"

A slight cracking sound from the joint.

Immediately following, a feeling of exhilaration, like a dam bursting, instantly coursed through Su Qingge's entire body.

"Mmm~"

A high-pitched, charming, and trembling moan finally broke through the defenses of reason, exploding without reservation in the quiet night.

That sound, so poignant and complex.

That sound was soul-stirring and bone-melting.

Even the tattered window paper seemed to tremble three times.

……

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

Not only inside the room, but even in the director's monitoring room hundreds of meters away, an eerie silence fell.

The audio engineer's hand trembled, and the headphones fell to the ground.

Yan Min had just taken a bite of braised pork when she opened her mouth wide, completely unaware that the meat had fallen onto the table.

In the live stream, the originally dense barrage of comments suddenly experienced a three-second gap.

Three seconds later.

The server crashed.

It's not a lag, it's a complete black screen.

The simultaneous exclamations of "Holy crap!" from millions of online users created a massive data deluge that overwhelmed Tomato Video's servers.

The programmer was frantically typing away on the keyboard in the background, almost pulling his hair out.

"Director! Cut the camera! Cut the camera now!"

"Screw cutting! The server's crashed, what's the point of cutting anything?!"

And in the dilapidated house.

That blush-inducing, heart-pounding nasal sound still lingered in the air.

Su Qingge seemed to be frozen in place, her whole body stiffening in the chair, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

Just now... that voice... was it me who made that sound?

That sound, which sounds like something out of a pornographic film... came from my Su Qingge's mouth?

It’s over.

This time it's really over.

If the previous "push-up" could be explained as a misunderstanding, then this live "hmm~" was like nailing her to the pillar of shame, impossible to remove!

"I didn't use much force..."

Lin Zhou was also startled by the sound.

Although he knew that the divine massage technique was extremely effective, he never expected that it could make the aloof diva react like this.

He touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, took a towel and dried the water off her feet, then casually pulled down her trouser legs.

"Well... it's working now, that's good."

While tidying up the foot bath, Lin Zhou tried to ease the suffocating atmosphere.

Su Qingge finally came to her senses.

In that instant, feelings of shame, embarrassment, and utter humiliation erupted like a volcano. Her face turned so red it was almost bleeding, and she looked like a boiled shrimp. She abruptly pulled her foot back, not even daring to put on her shoes, and jumped onto the bed barefoot.

"Lin Zhou! I'm going to kill you!!"

She let out a scream of grief and indignation, grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself up in it from head to toe, curling up into a ball on the bed like an ostrich.

I'm too ashamed to face anyone for the rest of my life!

I'm retiring from the entertainment industry tomorrow!

Nobody can stop me!

Lin Zhou looked at the trembling "silkworm pupa" on the bed and shook his head helplessly.

He picked up the dirty water, walked to the door, and splashed it into the yard. Then he turned to look at the still-flashing security camera, calmly shook the water off his hands, and gave the camera a very "professional" smile.

"Dear viewers, please don't misunderstand, this is legitimate traditional Chinese medicine massage."

"The saying goes, 'Where there is pain, there is blockage; where there is flow, there is no pain.' That sound just now... was a natural reaction after the meridians were unblocked, which falls under the medical category. Everyone should trust science."

After saying that, he walked over and, ignoring Su Qingge's continued feigning death, patted her bottom through the blanket:

"Alright, stop suffocating, or you'll get oxygen deprivation. Once this is cleared up, it won't hurt when you walk tomorrow."