Enjoy App: Goddesses at My Command

The air seemed to freeze.

She quickly withdrew her hand, her voice trembling slightly: "My... hand is a little sore, you can practice slowly."

"Okay."

Su Rou felt extremely embarrassed: Did he hear that?

This is so embarrassing... I lost my composure!

When she secretly glanced at Jiang Fan, she found him completely absorbed in playing the piano.

The lingering warmth on the outside of her thighs made her heart race.

Under the warm yellow light, Su Rou's cheeks were flushed with an ambiguous blush.

Strange, why do I always want to touch his body?

Am I a shameless woman?

Ugh... No way!

Jiang Fan is a diligent student who studies the piano with great care. Isn't my ambiguous behavior just... seduction?

Su Rou panicked and wanted to retreat to her original position.

Jiang Fan, who had been 'passive' throughout, suddenly took the initiative: "Thank you, Teacher Su, I think I understand now!"

His eyes were open and honest: "There are only 2 minutes left in get out of class... Your hands must be tired after teaching for so long, shall I give you a massage to relax them?"

Su Rou looked somewhat surprised.

Reason told her she should refuse.

But the ripples stirred in my heart had not yet subsided.

She knew very well that Jiang Fan's gaze was neither the gaze of a student looking at a teacher, nor the gaze of a lecherous wolf looking at its prey.

The relaxing sensation of the hand cream allowed her to let her guard down.

Jiang Fan's charm and obedience precisely struck a chord with her inner needs.

The last trace of offense was replaced by the pleasure that might follow.

Anyway, this is what the script requires... so it should be fine, right?

In terms of self-control, Su Rou is more serious than Shen Ting.

The suppressed emotions of many years are beginning to ignite.

Su Rou smiled elegantly: "Okay~ I believe Jiang."

A hint of shock flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes.

I didn't expect her to agree?

If it were Teacher Shen, she definitely wouldn't cooperate obediently without the [dialogue] permission.

Jiang Fan did not launch an attack rashly.

The words "I believe in Jiang" made him feel a little uneasy.

I always felt that Su Rou was harder to win over than Teacher Shen; at the very least, it was difficult to judge her true thoughts from her expressions.

Teacher Shen is stubborn and will flip the table if her bottom line is crossed.

Su Rou always had a smile on her face and would even cooperate with requests.

But you can hardly figure out her bottom line!

If she accidentally crosses the line... she will most likely silently endure it and then disappear forever!

Jiang Fan's task was to constantly 'test' the waters, find a way out, and entice Su Rou to take the bait.

"Okay, Teacher Su."

Jiang Fan took the initiative to reach out and grab Su Rou's fair and delicate hand.

During this contact, he could clearly feel Su Rou's wrist trembling slightly.

She was very nervous!

So all that composure and elegance on the surface was just an act?

The lights in the music room were soft, and the shadows of the two people were very close.

Chapter 11 Su Rou's Weakness?

Jiang Fan's large hands were warm and rough, typical of a young man.

He gently massaged Su Rou's delicate, jade-like hands, praising them from the bottom of his heart: "Teacher Su's hands are so beautiful, she was born to play the piano."

My fingertips slowly moved along the smooth back of her hand.

The movements were gentle and professional, reflecting the respect students have for their mentors.

Su Rou's beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly.

A tingling, comfortable electric current emanated from the back of my hand.

Jiang Fan's fingertips moved at varying speeds.

Like the most subtle brushstrokes, it repeatedly plucked at the taut strings of her heart.

Su Rou tensed up, her expression no longer composed: "What...what are you saying? Teacher is already an aunt...she's no longer beautiful."

Her tone carried a hint of helplessness.

A beauty grows old, a hero grows old.

Even the most beautiful woman has to face the inevitable process of aging.

Su Rou is 36 years old this year.

Despite her efforts to exercise and control her appetite.

But her weight continued to increase slowly.

The once smooth and flat abdomen now shows the outline of excess fat.

"Teacher Su, are you joking? You are the most elegant woman I have ever met."

The young man's praise stirred a wave of shame within her.

Su Rou tried to pull her hand away, but her palm was limp and she couldn't exert any force.

So comfortable...

Su Rou turned her head away in a panic, trying to avoid Jiang Fan's focused gaze, which seemed to be appreciating a work of art.

My hands...are they really that beautiful?

Jiang Fan glanced at Su Rou's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Her ears were already turning red; the praise from earlier had definitely worked!

Jiang Fan continued the massage: "Teacher Su is so gentle... Your son is so lucky!"

"Jiang... classmate, the teacher doesn't have children... don't jump to conclusions."

Su Rou's voice became noticeably weaker.

She didn't understand why she needed to explain to Jiang Fan.

"Huh? That can't be right! You look like a responsible and good mother!"

Su Rou's heart suddenly raced, and her expression stiffened.

Su Rou was very talented in piano when she was young and had the potential to make a name for herself in international competitions.

However, the eldest sister-in-law died from postpartum hemorrhage during childbirth with Su Ming, and the Su family's business was also sabotaged by outsiders.

For the sake of the Su family, she gave up her dreams and returned to the Su family to help her eldest brother protect the country.

A few years later, the Su family evolved from a small clan into a large conglomerate.

Knowing he owed Su Rou too much, the eldest brother made a will leaving half of his property to his sister and letting her enjoy the life of a princess in a wealthy family.

Feeling guilty, Su Rou took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility of educating Su Ming.

She raised her nephew as if he were her own son.

Su Ming made her look good; her public persona was that of an obedient, well-behaved student with excellent grades. However, she once rebelled and said, "You're not my mother! Why do you have the right to interfere so much?"

These words were like a thorn deeply embedded in Su Rou's heart.

The recognition she craved was delivered by Jiang Fan.

Su Rou's heart immediately started pounding like a deer.

Jiang Fan's hands became increasingly bold, his five fingers gently kneading.

"Jiang, there's no need... no need to press so carefully."

Su Rou tried to maintain the dignity of her teacher, but her weak protest sounded more like a soft murmur of coy refusal.

"That won't do! Teacher Su's hands are priceless; she's played the piano for so long... I have to make them comfortable and relaxed!"

Jiang Fan gratefully grabbed Su Rou's other hand.

He wantonly kneaded and squeezed the soft, tender flesh.

Su Rou felt waves of heat rushing from her hands into her mind.

One's breath catches in their throat as the surging, wondrous object rises and falls, a truly pleasing sight.

"uh-huh..."

Su Rou could no longer suppress it, and a low, suppressed moan quietly escaped from her lips.

Her long eyelashes trembled violently.

Her long-dormant heart was stirred by the young student.

"Teacher Su, are you feeling alright?"

Jiang Fan quietly approached Su Rou, their shoulders almost touching.

"If you feel uncomfortable, please speak up. The student union will work hard to improve our massage techniques... to make you more comfortable next time."

"It's...it's alright."

Her palms were already hot and slippery, slightly damp with fragrant sweat.

Jiang Fan felt the time was right and slid his left hand onto Su Rou's right hand.

His five fingers slowly wedged between her fingers... and then gently, softly, locked them together.

"Mmm..."

The only sound in the music room was the increasingly rapid, intertwined breathing of the two people.

There was also the sticky, wet sound of skin rubbing together.

Like a beautiful white swan, Su Rou tilted her head back slightly, closed her eyes, and gradually succumbed to the comfort of the massage.

Unable to break free, they lost ground at every step.

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Old rules.

Jiang Fan ended the massage voluntarily when there were 30 seconds left in the script.

He astutely observed that the influence of "good mother" on Su Rou was greater than that of keywords such as "beautiful hands" and "elegant beauty"!

Su Rou personally admitted that she had no children and was not wearing a wedding ring.

If she wasn't married... why did she react so strongly to the term "good mother"?

The app has already warned that you cannot use permission-based tools to extract real-world information.

Doing this disrupts the logic of the script!

To win over Yue Rouguang, you must first understand Su Rou.

I want to understand Su Rou, but I have to meet her in person... Sigh!