C21 A Difficult Little Fairy

Unable to discern anything useful, Wang Feng gave up and walked out of Hua Moying's room with the medicine bottle in hand.

Hua Moying lay on the couch, her brow furrowed in discomfort. Her normally pink lips were drained of color, a clear sign of her distress.

Instinctively, Wang Feng headed to her kitchen, filled a cup with warm water, and brought it back to her. "Is this the right medicine? I've brought you some water. Go ahead and take your pills," he said, presenting the bottle for her to verify.

At the sound of Wang Feng's voice, Hua Moying managed to open her eyes with effort. Recognizing the familiar bottle, she nodded weakly, confirming, "Yes, that's the one."

"How many should you take?"

"Two."

Efficiently, Wang Feng dispensed two pills for stomach pain and offered, "Open up, I'll help you take them."

Hua Moying instinctively shook her head. "No need, I can manage on my own!"

Wang Feng couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. Was she feeling shy at a time like this?

He playfully thought about peeking into her mind to see what she was thinking.

"Ms. Hua, there's no need to be shy with me, especially not now. Come on, be a good girl, open up," he coaxed, his voice softening as if he were speaking to a child.

Without further protest, Hua Moying complied, opening her mouth to take the medicine. After swallowing the pills, she closed her eyes again, her complexion still worryingly pale. Wang Feng wisely chose not to disturb her further.

Ten minutes passed, and Hua Moying's pallor hadn't improved, which made Wang Feng anxious. He tentatively asked, "How are you feeling after the medicine? Any better? If it's still bad, I can take you to the hospital."

"I feel much better," she replied faintly.

"Your face is still very pale. Tell you what, I used to suffer from stomachaches too, and I have a remedy that might help. Shall I try it on you to see if it makes a difference?"

Curious, Hua Moying opened her eyes. "What remedy?"

"I'm worried you might not be willing..." Wang Feng couldn't bring himself to meet Hua Moying's gaze, fearing that as soon as he voiced his thoughts, she'd tell him to get lost!

"If it works, I'm all for it."

Hua Moying's response left Wang Feng visibly surprised. Wow, she was so agreeable?

"You promise you won't yell at me?" Wang Feng was still nervous. The last thing he wanted was to be labeled a thug again!

"Yes," Hua Moying nodded, "I won't go to the hospital."

"So, you promise not to yell at me or hit me, right?" Wang Feng sought reassurance repeatedly.

With a strained look, Hua Moying gave Wang Feng a stern glance and nodded, "I promise."

Feeling reassured by Hua Moying's promise, Wang Feng relaxed, flashed an 'OK' sign, and placed his hand on Hua Moying's belly.

"What are you doing!" Hua Moying's eyes bulged with surprise, her pale face flushing a mix of red and purple.

Hua Moying was both mortified and furious! Her favorable opinion of Wang Feng dwindled even further. This jerk! This lout!

Despite her condition, he was still treating her this way, taking liberties with her! Hua Moying clenched her teeth and glared at him, wishing she could strike him down with her gaze.

This despicable man, taking advantage of her vulnerability!

"Ms. Hua, could you please not look at me like that? I'm actually quite nice..." Wang Feng attempted to charm her.

But it was to no avail. Hua Moying showed no mercy and exploded with fury, "Get out!"

"..."

"What happened to not yelling at me?"

Wang Feng felt incredibly aggrieved. He had only intended to ease her pain with kindness, and instead of gratitude, he was met with harsh words!

"Ms. Hua, can you hear the sound of my heart breaking?" Wang Feng withdrew his hand from Hua Moying's abdomen, looking at her with a wounded expression, "You agreed to my approach, you promised not to yell at me. Are you playing with me?"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, Hua Moying's expression softened slightly.

"What is this ridiculous method you're suggesting? It's nothing but an excuse to take advantage of me!"

Feeling someone touch her in such an intimate way for the first time, Hua Moying was so furious she wanted to take a knife to Wang Feng.

"How could I?" Wang Feng was at his wit's end. "Whenever I had stomachaches before, I did this. My mom taught me that massaging here really helps!"

Despite his explanation, Hua Moying's expression remained sour. She snorted coldly, closed her eyes, and said, "Excuses!"

"…"

Wang Feng felt like he was cursed! Was there no way to clear his name, not even if he plunged into the Golden River?

"What, nothing to say now? Pervert!" Hua Moying's conviction that he was deliberately taking liberties with her only grew as Wang Feng remained silent.

"…"

No good deed goes unpunished, Wang Feng realized bitterly.

Don't argue with women! He repeated to himself desperately.

"Hey!" Hua Moying's anger flared seeing Wang Feng still silent.

Wang Feng sighed inwardly. Women, he thought.

"Ms. Hua, my name isn't 'hey.' If you won't let me touch you and refuse to go to the hospital, what do you expect me to do?"

"Does that method really work?" Hua Moying asked, her voice laced with discomfort. Wang Feng's spirits lifted—was this her way of giving him the green light?

Without hesitation, Wang Feng replied, "Of course, it works. My mom told me so."

"Really? Then go ahead, but keep your hands where they should be!"

Hua Moying's words left Wang Feng stunned. What was this turnaround? Just moments ago, she seemed ready to take him to task, and now she was giving permission?

What a twist!

Wang Feng couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Women were indeed complicated creatures!

"Ms. Hua, shall I begin?" he asked, as his hand ventured toward Hua Moying's lower abdomen.

Wang Feng was relieved that Hua Moying's dress wasn't a one-piece, which would have complicated things. Her skin was soft and smooth, a delight to touch. To make her feel better faster, Wang Feng massaged her gently, using the techniques passed down from the Mind Monarch as an aid.

Hua Moying's complexion quickly lost its pallor, the improvement was remarkably evident.

"Isn't it miraculous? Ms. Hua, are you still going to accuse me of taking liberties?" Wang Feng asked, his eyebrows arched playfully, his voice dripping with obvious teasing.

A flicker of guilt passed through Hua Moying's luminous eyes. She wanted to apologize to Wang Feng, but after a long hesitation, she found herself unable to voice it. Admitting fault in such a manner was not something Hua Moying would consider doing...

"Thank you," Hua Moying expressed her gratitude to Wang Feng with heartfelt sincerity.

"You're welcome," Wang Feng responded, his smile warm. As he was about to withdraw his hand, Hua Moying rose from the sofa unexpectedly and without any guard.

Wang Feng's hand, caught off guard, ended up grabbing Hua Moying's plush toy. He was immediately taken aback.

What was this move?

Wang Feng instinctively pulled back his hand. It was soft, with an excellent feel!