The Young Doctor with His Harems

Xia Bei widened his eyes, his blood roaring with excitement.

The fair, luscious skin exposed at the collar sent a strong jolt to his senses.

He had seen many women's chests before, all beautiful, but never this full—like a bulging water balloon, rounded and taut.

The scent of milk wafted to him, and he realized it was the nursing phase; she had just given birth.

"You are...?"

Jiang Ya looked puzzled, lowered her head again, and noticed the exposed cleavage, quickly lying back down.

"I'm Xia Bei, you taught me three years ago, Class Seven."

"Xia Bei? Oh! I think I remember... How did you end up working here?" Jiang Ya recalled, surprised, scrutinizing the former student with a look of pity.

While others went to university, he ended up working in a beauty salon, doing massages!

Her lovely brows furrowed, feeling a bit disdainful towards the student.

Xia Bei noticed this, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"Of course, it's for earning money!"

"Tsk!"

Jiang Ya scowled, looking him up and down with contempt in her eyes, "Xia Bei, I'm not here to lecture you, but do you think this job is worthwhile? Why did you drop out of school? If you had studied properly, would you have ended up like this?"

Xia Bei felt anger at her words and retorted, "Teacher Jiang, all professions are equal, why do you look down on me?"

"You... talking back to a teacher?"

Jiang Ya was upset, "You are so rude, listen when a teacher speaks, don't talk back."

"Equal professions? Massaging is disgraceful, low in status. Liu Wei, who was in your class, went to Qing University. Others went to Renmin University, each one has a future, unlike you..."

She sat up straightforwardly, starting to lecture.

Xia Bei felt more uncomfortable but didn't want to argue with her.

"Why aren't you speaking? Weren't you just defiant? Speak! You must be ashamed now, right?" Jiang Ya sneered, shrugging uncomfortably.

"I didn't know it was you, but now that you're here, I might as well get a massage. Since giving birth, my body hasn't been well, just a few days of work, and my waist and back are aching."

"Teacher Jiang, aren't you doing a SPA?"

Xia Bei glanced at her, his breathing becoming rapid.

Teacher Jiang was very beautiful, radiant, intellectual, with a sexy figure, curvy and seductive, just a bit stern. He often secretly observed her during class, sneaking peeks at her ample buttocks and prominent chest, letting his imagination run wild.

Now, she was wearing a revealing bathrobe, vacuum underneath, the fair, full mounds exuding a milky scent, faintly visible, making him a bit restless.

"No, find someone else later, just give me a quick massage..."

Jiang Ya seemed to sense this, covering the exposed skin, feeling a bit disgusted. To do a SPA, one must be naked, only a towel covering private parts, and she couldn't accept it from a student she had taught.

Besides, this was a student she looked down on.

"Oh!"

Xia Bei nodded, letting her lie back down.

"Hiss!"

She lay down properly, suddenly revealing a painful expression.

"Teacher Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! Hurry up and massage my shoulders!"

Jiang Ya spoke tersely.

Was it her chest aching?

Xia Bei glanced forward, staring at the pair of firm outlines squeezed from lying down, his body ablaze with intense fire, a tent rising beneath him.

He hurriedly bent down to hide it, reaching out to place his hand on Teacher Jiang's shoulder.

"Mmm!"

As his palms roamed, Jiang Ya's body slightly trembled, greatly surprised; this seemingly useless student turned out to have skillful massage techniques that were genuinely soothing.

"You have some skills!"

She lightly moaned, yet her tone remained arrogant.

In her view, excelling at massage was not considered an impressive skill.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

She closed her eyes and indulged in relaxation, feeling warmth surging through her body, tingling and soft, incredibly comfortable, her entire being lifted as though even deep between her legs, strange sensations arose, itching, heating, gradually wet and overflowing.

But she didn't pay attention, being too comfortable, too exhausted, she fell asleep.

"Teacher Jiang?"

Upon reaching the waist, Xia Bei realized she had fallen asleep!

This realization excited him greatly, heart pounding, gaze shifting below to her ample, raised buttocks, large and round, full of mature feminine allure.

Yet, she was still a teacher!

Xia Bei felt a trace of reverence in his heart.

But recalling her contemptuous, scornful look, the anger flared up again, provoking him to press deeper, boldly pushing forward towards the base of her thighs.

Bending down, he leaned closer.

The loose bath shorts exposed slight gaps, revealing the interior landscape, which was indeed vacuum, the enticing beauty laid bare in front of Xia Bei, instantly turning his face red.

Very mature, very voluptuous!

The dark qicao, already finely glistening, trickled down.

Gazing at the mesmerizing stream, inhaling the womanly hormones wafting out, Xia Bei's eyes burned red, as if possessed, he extended a finger, sinking into the soft, tender petals...