Pirates: Going out to sea? Cultivate to the Mahayana stage first

Gion was trying to find an excuse to get Annuo to stop, but Annuo was still very well behaved, without any unnecessary moves, and was still concerned about her:

"Teacher, your muscles are stiff. You must be very tired recently."

"Let me relax you more often in the future, otherwise your muscles will become old and dead, and lose their elasticity, which may even cause some harmful effects on your body."

"How's the strength? Is it okay?"

.....

There is absolutely nothing wrong with Gion, so it would be a bit inhumane to drive him away like this.

"en..."

She had to admit that An Nuo had not lied to her about this matter. His massage was very skillful, which was something Gion had never experienced before. Her body felt like it had a slight electric shock, tingling and numb, making her forget what she had to restrain herself. Gradually, she narrowed her eyes.

As for the dark cloud in front of us, as the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind, just close your eyes.

She hummed softly, which was considered as her affirmation of Annuo's technique.

result.....

An Nuo pressed harder and harder. He could hear the swaying clothes in front of him and the dark clouds pressing down on the city, as well as the sound of the wind.

How can Gion bear this?

"You, change your position..." Gion's original intention was to ask Annuo not to move around in front of him, but Annuo's understanding was to change the position and press.

Where else can I change to?

Even An Nuo, who was acting as a hunter, was stunned after receiving this instruction. He had been pressing on the neck, and his fingers were slightly spreading in all directions. His eyes looked at the exposed shoulders. He didn't know if it was because of Gion's natural beauty, but her shoulder skin was very white, like mutton-fat white jade. Just looking at it made people unable to control themselves. He gently touched it with his hand, and it was smooth, soft and elastic.

Gion's breathing gradually became rapid. After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes again and found that the dark clouds in front of her did not go away, but instead expanded in size.

Didn't he hear it?

"You, change a place." Gion thought that he had not pronounced clearly, so he repeated it again.

Still changing?

An Nuo did not hesitate too much. He moved his fingers down from her shoulders and gently brushed the edge of the little watermelon.

One up, one down.

"en..."

As we all know, massage can quickly make the fingers and the skin it touches warm up. Gion's breathing stagnated. Just now, the place that had never been offended was actually touched lightly. In an instant, it became hot, and a strange feeling arose, making her hum involuntarily.

This voice was like some kind of invitation. An Nuo pressed harder. At the same time, the spiritual energy continued to flow like a tide, washing over Gion's body. He could even clearly see a layer of light goose bumps on Gion's back, and his snow-white skin also turned a little pink.

Her body straightened up at that moment, and her long legs clamped together subconsciously.

Teacher Gion's physique is comparable to Nami's, she's so sensitive.

This is just a massage, what if we take it a step further?

Anno became interested and began to test Gion's bottom line and physical sensitivity bit by bit.

I don't know if I can break that record. You know, Nami was just massaged by me and flew up to the clouds.

Until now, when this matter was mentioned, Nami covered her head and dared not look at him because of shame.

An Nuo pursed his dry lips. From his perspective, Gion was right below him. He suddenly realized why she had asked him to change places before.

After all, he could feel Gion's breath hitting the corners of his body.

Hiss...Teacher, can you breathe faster?

Thinking this in his mind, Annuo couldn't help but increase the strength of his fingers. As his fingers passed, a brief red mark was left on Gion's delicate skin.

"uh-huh....."

Annuo's sudden increase in strength caught Gion off guard. He had been enduring it with great difficulty to begin with, and now he could not hold it in any longer and let it all out. The comfortable feeling was like his soul was floating.

Those peach blossom eyes were blurred into a shallow slit, and the sound coming out of the mouth continued.

An Nuo really did not lie to her. At least this so-called massage technique greatly relieved her soreness and fatigue. Moreover, the comfort that emerged made Gion enjoy it very much. This feeling of her soul flying made her feel like she was about to fly.

He had a good grasp of priorities. Gradually, she let down her defense against An Nuo and her body was no longer so tense. If there was a sudden attack at this time, she was afraid that she would not be able to react immediately.

This is really not a good thing for the navy.

However, Gion seemed to have forgotten that in the rhythm that Anno brought her, her red lips would occasionally make some slight strange sounds.

Chapter 102 Something is wrong with my student

Gion had a very exaggerated idea in his mind. Could it be that he accepted Anno as his student just because he thought his massage skills were good?

It seems that this is possible.

Anno didn't know what Gion was thinking about. Hearing the vague words coming out of the cheap teacher's mouth, he felt a sense of accomplishment. However, if it continued like this, it would not be a good thing.

He overestimated himself and underestimated the charm of Gion. With such a beautiful woman right under him, he felt like a powder keg that could explode at any time.

Moreover, Gion keeps blowing fire to this powder keg. Does he think his fire is not strong enough?

If it really explodes, teacher, we will both suffer.

An Nuo took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress his anger. He thought that he could just endure it for a while, as someone would come to put out the fire soon.

Whether in dreams or in reality.

His good student, his sister-in-law...

However, it was as if Gion was taking revenge on him. After his consciousness fell, he somewhat let go of himself and even began to give orders, telling him to go to certain locations.

"Well, a little later..."

"Yes, just go in through this gap, and then push harder..."

"Yes, you can go faster... Yes, it's okay to use more strength..."

As expected, only oneself knows best what one's body likes and dislikes. After giving the command, Gion felt as if those hands were his own, and he could hit whatever they pointed at.

The corner of An Nuo's mouth twitched slightly. This time he not only failed to gain the prize but also ended up getting himself involved.

The more comfortable he felt, the more he uttered a series of low moans, a sound that made Anno feel like his bones were softening.

Earlier, Hinata was telling him how beautiful her sister Gion was and how calm she was about everything. He really wanted to bring Hinata in right now and let her take a good look to see if this was the sister Gion she remembered.

Take a deep breath.

Seeing that it was almost done, this level seemed to be within the acceptable range of Gion, so Anno suggested:

"Teacher, the upper part has been massaged. Let me massage your back. Your back is the half of your body that makes you tired." As he spoke, An Nuo had already gently pulled the quilt covering Gion.

"Ok?"

Gion was so comfortable that she almost fell asleep, but suddenly a draft entered her body. She subconsciously opened her eyes and saw Annuo lifting the quilt covering her.

Now, except for the gauze bathrobe, there is nothing else on.

"What do you want to do?"

Gion regained his composure and looked at Anno with an oppressive look.

Has the truth finally come to light?

I knew you couldn't help it!

But when she looked up, she found that the corner of the clothes that was lifted up was already very close to her. She only needed to move a little closer to bump into it.

The strong visual impact made her subconsciously take a deep breath. The smell instantly filled her nostrils. The warm and rich breath drained all her strength in an instant.

This student... has become a traitor!

What does he want to do?

Is this a massage?

Maybe he was worried that he wasn't full, so he almost pushed the corner of his clothes into my mouth.

Gion should have been very angry and scolded Anno severely, but seeing how helpless he was, he suddenly felt soft-hearted.

"I, I just want to make you feel more comfortable, teacher."

"I, I feel comfortable now."

"It could be more comfortable."

Gion actually felt shamefully moved?

Two blushes quickly appeared on her charming face.

Especially when thinking about the scene he was enjoying just now. Moreover, An Nuo was not motionless, he had to move forward and backward from time to time.

If someone saw this...

Although she had not yet completed her human life, she had lived for more than 30 years and had heard of some things.

The fleet under her command is very special, as it is composed entirely of female sailors.

As the supreme leader, she has to check on the mental health of her subordinates from time to time, and those bold female sailors can also speak fluently about certain matters between men and women.

If those women were to describe the current situation between her and An Nuo, it would be called a teacher-student relationship?

When she thought of this, her breathing became disordered again.

This, this traitor, although his intention was good, but he pulled the blanket covering her at will, wasn't that a bit unscrupulous? If it happened again, would he also pull off the gauze bath towel on her body?

What’s next?

There was a flash of shame and anger in her eyes, and she thought she was looking at An Nuo with great dignity. However, her peach blossom eyes were already filled with water, and the so-called dignity disappeared, and instead she looked like a girl's charm.

Teacher, are you scolding me or tempting me?

"Teacher, the best effect cannot be achieved because of the layer of something in between." An Nuo did not do anything forceful, but looked at Gion with an innocent face.

Rice should be eaten bite by bite. Now Gion was a delicious meal in front of him. He had already eaten a little bit of the leftovers, and he could just take his time to enjoy the rest of the delicious food.

"My back isn't okay!" This time, Gion resisted the urge to feel comfortable and refused decisively.

How could she not see what this traitor was thinking? Could his somewhat disappointed expression be fake?

She was actually feeling secretly delighted.

My own attractiveness doesn't seem to have declined.