Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

His sash came undone, and his outer garment slipped down his shoulders.

Lin Mo looked at Jiang Zhiwei, whose face, which was always veiled in mist, now revealed a unique kind of pure desire.

Jiang Zhiwei seemed completely unaware of what she was doing.

Her slender fingers rested on Lin Mo's chest and gently pressed down.

The movements were professional, with just the right amount of force.

In this situation, Lin Mo's CPU burned out.

Here it comes!

Is this the legendary appetizer served before a meal?

He felt a surge of electricity coursing through his chest and throughout his body, making him feel weak all over.

Unexpectedly, this usually adorable and clueless person is actually a natural talent in this kind of thing.

Who can resist such a contrast!

Jiang Zhiwei seemed quite satisfied with Lin Mo's physical "structure" and nodded.

Then, she stretched out her hands and pressed them against Lin Mo's shoulders, applying slight pressure.

"Lie down."

Her voice was still soft and sweet, devoid of emotion, yet carrying an undeniable sense of command.

Lin Mo fell backward and landed heavily on the soft bedding.

This bed smells so good.

It's not the usual floral or cosmetic scent of a woman, but a refreshing aroma that blends hundreds of herbs, instantly captivating the senses.

He felt every cell in his body screaming, every pore opening up.

He's like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

come on!

I'm ready!

Lin Mo lay sprawled on the bed, adopting a posture of being ready to be taken, and even began to imagine what would happen next.

Jiang Zhiwei is so clueless, she probably doesn't know anything about tricks, right?

It's probably the most traditional and simple kind.

But that's okay, I'm experienced and I can teach her step by step!

Lin Mo's thoughts had already drifted far away.

He felt a soft, warm body lean down, Jiang Zhiwei's breath was close at hand, and the unique medicinal fragrance was even stronger.

"Close your eyes."

Jiang Zhiwei's voice was soft, like a feather brushing against Lin Mo's ear.

Close your eyes?

Was she shy?

Lin Mo chuckled inwardly, becoming even more certain of his judgment.

But she obediently closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth began to turn up uncontrollably.

Come on, I can't wait to feel your gratitude!

Lin Mo waited.

Waiting for that imagined soft touch, waiting for that gentle warmth to arrive.

However, a second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Three seconds passed.

The tenderness I had imagined did not come.

Instead, a faint, icy aura began to roam across his chest, as if...locating him?

Ok?

What kind of new game is this, with such extensive foreplay?

Just as Lin Mo was wondering.

"puff."

A very faint sound, like a needle piercing flesh, rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp pain came from his chest.

"Um?"

Lin Mo opened his eyes instantly.

He looked down and saw a gleaming silver needle sticking out of his chest.

The tail feathers of the silver needle were still buzzing and trembling.

Jiang Zhiwei, meanwhile, was holding the second silver needle, tilting her head as if searching for the next acupuncture point.

Holy crap?!

What happened to the promise of repaying kindness with one's body? How did it turn into Rong Momo pricking people with needles?!

Lin Mo was completely dumbfounded. He pointed to the needle in his chest and then to the second needle in Jiang Zhiwei's hand, his tongue almost tied in knots.

"Seventh Sister-in-law, what...what are you doing?"

Jiang Zhiwei raised her head, her clear eyes filled with innocence and confusion, as if wondering why he was reacting so strongly.

She glanced at Lin Mo, then at the needle in his chest, and then explained, word by word, in a statement of fact.

"Your qi and blood are weak and deficient."

"Injection. Supplement."

Lin Mo's facial muscles twitched violently.

Deficiency of Qi and Blood?

deficit?

How can we avoid a deficit?

He swallowed five Blood Nourishing Pills in a row, and then poured them into the witch's mouth like they were free. Even a person made of iron couldn't withstand that!

But this isn't an illness, it's a work injury!

"So...you dragged me in, took off my clothes, and made me lie on the bed..."

"Just to...give me acupuncture?"

At this moment, Lin Mo suddenly felt like a naive fool.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Yes. In bed. Convenient."

Lin Mo lay stiffly on the bed, like a salted fish turned upside down to sunbathe, his mind buzzing.

I treat you like my wife, but you treat me like a patient?

I've already taken my clothes off, and this is what you're showing me?

He was so embarrassed he could practically dig a garden out of his toes. He struggled to sit up, trying to politely refuse the "treatment."

"Um, Seventh Sister-in-law, my situation is a bit special. I'm not sick, so I'm afraid acupuncture... won't be of much use."

He tried to prop himself up, but Jiang Zhiwei's seemingly slender and weak little hand pressed on his shoulder.

With a gentle push, Lin Mo was pressed back down onto the bed.

"some."

Jiang Zhiwei's tone carried a hint of stubbornness.

"Lie down."

Lin Mo was stunned.

Looking at his seventh sister-in-law's stubborn little face, which was filled with the determination to "make the decisions," he was completely at a loss.

Well, reasoning with them won't work.

Oh well, let them do it. It's not like I'll die. I'll just consider it a free trial of a special treatment.

Lin Mo gave up resisting and lay back down, utterly dejected.

Jiang Zhiwei seemed to have entered a state of "flow".

She was muttering to herself, using technical jargon that Lin Mo couldn't understand.

"Guanyuan point connects to the Ren meridian and is linked to the uterus..."

"puff."

"Shenque (CV8) is the main treatment for exhaustion and cold extremities..."

"puff."

"The Mingmen point benefits the kidneys..."

"Pfft, pfft, pfft."

Lin Mo watched helplessly as his chest and lower abdomen were covered with silver needles, making him look like a hedgehog.

But as the silver needles fell one by one, apart from feeling a bit of draft, the feeling of emptiness in his body from being drained did not ease at all.

It was useless as expected.

He wanted to speak to the focused healer next to him, Sister Qi, and say, "Look, I told you acupuncture wouldn't work for my condition."

Before he could even speak, Jiang Zhiwei had already picked up the last silver needle, located an acupoint on his lower abdomen, and gently inserted it.

As the last silver needle was inserted, Lin Mo suddenly felt something was amiss.

It was a kind of... indescribable warmth.

The dozens of silver needles that had previously been inserted into his body without any effect seemed to be completely connected and activated at this moment.

Streams of warmth are activated from each acupoint, beginning to converge into streams, and then rushing into a river.

The feeling of depletion caused by continuously infusing the witch with his vital energy was rapidly restored under the influence of this warm current.

This is……

Lin Mo was a little confused.

It seems... it actually works a little?

……

After an incense stick has burned.

Jiang Zhiwei began to remove the needles.

Her action of pulling out the needle was the same as when she inserted it.

Steady, fast, and accurate.

There wasn't a single unnecessary movement.

The moment the last silver needle was pulled out, Lin Mo felt the warm current in his body reach its peak, and then it burst forth!

The previous feeling of weakness, as if my body had been hollowed out and I could barely walk, has vanished without a trace!