CHAPTER 240: CHAPTER 240

Wu Song looked at Bai Qiqi in confusion and asked, "What’s up? Is there a problem?"

Bai Qiqi glanced at Wu Song awkwardly and said weakly, "It hurts quite a bit. It’s not supposed to hurt this much, right?"

Wu Song laughed, "It doesn’t hurt, you’re overthinking it... Relax, get ready, don’t worry too much."

As Wu Song spoke, he indicated for Bai Qiqi to let go of the big gun.

Bai Qiqi slowly released her hand, trying to relax, and this time Wu Song aimed directly at the acupoint and without further ado, thrust himself deep in!

Forcefully pushing halfway in.

Directly breaking through that membrane.

"Ah..."

Bai Qiqi let out a scream, her whole body twitched as if she’d been stabbed, clinging tightly to Wu Song, not letting him move.

Wu Song also did not move.

After all, he had already entered, breaking through the virgin membrane, the major task was completed, now it was just about letting her adjust.

"You, you lied to me!" Bai Qiqi stared at Wu Song with grievance, her eyes red, tears welling up and rolling down.

Wu Song bent down to kiss Bai Qiqi, while also fondling her breasts.

Soon, Bai Qiqi’s tense body gradually relaxed.

The tearing pain in her small acupoint also slowly subsided.

It was no longer as painful.

Wu Song released her small mouth.

Bai Qiqi immediately breathed heavily, the passionate kiss nearly suffocating her.

Wu Song smiled and said, "We’re both adults, and you’re a doctor, isn’t this kind of thing normal?"

"But it hurts so much!" Bai Qiqi said aggrievedly.

"Pain is inevitable the first time. Besides, my gun is a bit big, and your acupoint is a bit small, just bear with it." Wu Song comforted Bai Qiqi, feeling her acupoint, and said in some surprise, "Your little acupoint is truly exceptional, so tight and moist."

Wu Song could feel that Bai Qiqi’s small acupoint, although not like Qi Siyan’s which was narrow at the entrance but with a larger cavity inside, full of warm fluid making the gun head feel impossibly comfortable as it stirred inside.

Bai Qiqi’s small acupoint was somewhat similar to Sun Taoxiang’s.

Sun Taoxiang’s small acupoint was very narrow and tight.

Even after giving birth to Wu Xiaohong, it still could recover quite a bit.

Bai Qiqi’s was even more so.

Not only tighter, but narrower, that the gun head felt that behind the virgin membrane, there seemed to be another lock.

Could this be a double-locked acupoint?

Wu Song was very curious but he didn’t act immediately.

Because Bai Qiqi had not yet adjusted.

She only began to feel less pain, but if he started moving, Bai Qiqi might just break out crying.

It turns out, this ethereal Miss Qiqi was indeed made of water.

No wonder she was so moist.

With a slight touch, the juices flowed, making her acupoint incredibly slick.

Wu Song embraced Bai Qiqi, allowing her to relax, then got up, pinching one of her breasts and leaned down to savor the other.

After a taste, Wu Song turned over, letting her on top, encouraging her to try squatting down.

Bai Qiqi sat on top of Wu Song but lifted her hips, not daring to come down.

It was clear to see the big gun was still mostly outside, only a small section thrust between her legs.

A neat tuft of black hair obscured Wu Song’s view, hiding the sight of her acupoint being stretched.

Bai Qiqi soon couldn’t hold on, her legs weakened but she didn’t want to come down, that would mean pushing it deeper.

She felt it was unbearable, the pain was intense.

Though it didn’t hurt as much as before, the pressure still made her uncomfortable, and she didn’t dare to move randomly.

Wu Song turning over earlier almost made her break out in sweat.

Wu Song sighed helplessly and had to hold her and turn over again.

"Ah, gentle, gentle..." Bai Qiqi hurriedly reminded Wu Song, not letting him move too much.

Wu Song had to handle her gently, slowly putting Bai Qiqi down with the big gun still inside, without pulling out.

However, a small acupoint has an advantage, it grips tightly.

Even after changing positions twice, it didn’t slide out.

Wu Song rolled over, pressing Bai Qiqi down, and slowly moved a bit.

"Don’t..."

Bai Qiqi hurriedly reached to grab Wu Song’s big gun.

Stopping him from moving carelessly.

Wu Song was excited by her grip, becoming increasingly impulsive.

But he could only endure, yet uncontrollably grabbed a breast to knead,

Curiously asking Bai Qiqi, "Is your little acupoint somewhat unique?"

Bai Qiqi was taken aback, "What do you mean? I’m just a bit tight, nothing special, right? Besides, don’t you like it small?"

Wu Song gave an evil smile, "Of course I like it, I just meant I feel like there’s another barrier inside your acupoint, just behind your membrane."

Bai Qiqi’s eyes widened in shock, "What do you mean? Do you have to break it again?"

Looking down at the small acupoint bleeding, Bai Qiqi was extremely nervous.

Wu Song laughed, "No, you’re overthinking it, I was just saying it. It shouldn’t be the case, no one has a barrier inside an acupoint."

Bai Qiqi let out a sigh of relief, but then she glanced at Wu Song with an odd expression, asking, "Have you heard of the Top Ten Famous Acupoints?"

Wu Song’s eyes lit up, looking at Bai Qiqi, "You know about the Top Ten Famous Acupoints?"

Bai Liuliu’s face flushed with shyness, yet she said, "So what? It’s just an exploration, right? Those studying medicine should know about this, right? After all, this is relevant to women, especially since some women aren’t aware of these situations and come to you for diagnosis. If you don’t know, wouldn’t you be incompetent?"

Wu Song gave a thumbs up, "You truly are an ethically sound physician, it was right to pass on the Bodhisattva Hand to you."

Bai Qiqi felt a twinge of happiness in her heart, saying, "Of course, since you’ve passed it to me, I surely won’t let it down."

"Then haven’t you answered me yet, do you know the Top Ten Famous Acupoints?"

Wu Song laughed, "I don’t know the Top Ten Famous Acupoints."

Bai Qiqi frowned, "You don’t know?"

"I know the Top Ten Famous Instruments," Wu Song said with a mischievous smile.

"Gosh, are you doing this on purpose?" Bai Qiqi chided, playfully punching Wu Song with her pink fists.

Wu Song laughed heartily, "How could I be doing it on purpose? I’m a decent person."

With that, he leaned down to catch Bai Qiqi’s small mouth again, as his big hand continued to play with her breast.

Bai Qiqi was more engaged and excited than before, passionately responding to Wu Song.

Wu Song tried to gently move the big gun.

Bai Qiqi didn’t have much of a response, after all, that small acupoint was now extremely moist, making it easy for Wu Song’s big gun to move.

Moreover, it felt that her small acupoint had already adjusted to his size.

Wu Song’s eyes narrowed slightly, seeing Bai Qiqi’s flushed cheeks, her eyes in a daze, completely enraptured under Wu Song’s movements, he began to slowly withdraw and thrust the big gun, not going deeper, just in the section he had already entered, moving back and forth, slowly thrusting, creating a sticky, wet sound like a cat licking its paws.

Bai Qiqi closed her eyes, breathing rapidly as Wu Song moved within her.

Yet, as Wu Song withdrew and thrust, the gun head probed, gradually advancing, once again clearly feeling an obstruction, like a narrow rubber ring, locking the passage.