Chapter 96: Auntie, You’re Right

"I... I’m fine."

The beautiful mature woman forced a smile and braced her hands against the ground, trying to stand up. But the moment she moved, she slumped back down. A layer of cold sweat beaded on her fair forehead. "I... I think I sprained my ankle. Young man, could you give me a hand?"

"Sure."

Lin Meng leaned down, taking her by the arm to help her slowly get to her feet.

"Thank you," the woman said, breathing a sigh of relief with a look full of gratitude. "But I still can’t walk on my own. Could I trouble you to help me to the living room?"

"It’s nothing," Lin Meng replied nonchalantly, supporting her as they headed toward the living room.

However, after barely two steps, her strength gave out. With a startled cry, she stumbled and began to fall to the side.

Reacting instantly, Lin Meng reached out and caught her around her slender waist, saving her from hitting the floor again. At the same time, the sensation of her smooth, delicate skin transmitted through his palm, accompanied by wafts of a lovely, subtle fragrance.

Lin Meng’s mind began to race. He hadn’t expected a woman of her age to have such incredibly supple skin. He couldn’t help but observe her closely.

She looked to be around forty, exuding the unique, alluring charm of a mature woman. Her long, jet-black hair fell in natural, loose waves, adding to her captivating appeal. She wore a white tank top that clung perfectly to her body, perfectly outlining her proud, full bust.

This was paired with a dark green slit skirt that highlighted her tiny waist and flawless hip-to-waist ratio. The curves of her hips were subtly revealed beneath the fabric, intensely seductive. The high slit on one side inadvertently exposed a long, straight leg, the skin fair and smooth without an ounce of excess fat.

A fully ripened woman like her seemed to radiate a unique sexiness with every glance and every movement, easily leaving any man completely mesmerized.

"Ma’am, it looks like you really can’t walk. How about I carry you over?" Lin Meng offered. Stunned by her beauty and seeing her in pain, he felt a surge of tenderness.

"Ah?" The woman’s face flushed red, but considering her situation, she could only nod shyly. "Alright then. I’m really causing you too much trouble."

"It’s just a small thing, no trouble at all." Lin Meng smiled dismissively. He scooped her up in a princess carry and headed for the living room.

The woman instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. Feeling his hot, masculine aura, her entire body began to burn.

Upon reaching the living room, Lin Meng placed her on the sofa. "Ma’am, it’d be best if you wore flat shoes while working from now on," he advised.

Her cheeks tinged with pink, she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "I know. Thanks to you today... By the way, what is your name?"

"I’m Lin Meng."

"Lin Meng, is it? I’m the boss of this florist shop, Zhang Yanmei. You can just call me Aunt Yanmei."

Zhang Yanmei introduced herself. She harbored an indescribable feeling toward this clean-cut, fiercely masculine young man.

Lin Meng nodded and got straight to the point. "Aunt Yanmei, I’d like to buy some roses and osmanthus from you. The quantity might not be much at first, but if they work well for my needs, I might place bulk orders in the future."

"Bulk orders? Why would you need so many? Don’t tell me you’re planning to court a whole bunch of girls at once?" Zhang Yanmei couldn’t help but tease.

"Not at all. I have other uses for them," Lin Meng said, scratching his head without revealing too much.

"I have both roses and osmanthus over by the west corner of the yard. But in my condition, I can’t accompany you. You’ll have to go take a look yourself," Zhang Yanmei said, a trace of pain in her expression.

Lin Meng glanced down and noticed that her right ankle had already swelled into a large lump from the sprain. "Aunt Yanmei, your sprain looks quite severe. If you don’t mind, I can massage it for you."

"You know medicine too?" Zhang Yanmei asked in surprise.

Lin Meng smiled. "I’m a doctor in my village, so I know some basic medicine."

"Then I’ll have to thank you."

Her beautiful eyes lit up. Without standing on ceremony, she slipped off her high heel and extended her foot toward him.

Staring at her fair, delicate foot, Lin Meng couldn’t help but swallow hard. Zhang Yanmei’s foot looked like a finely carved work of art. Her toes were round and petite like fresh petals, and her neatly trimmed, pink nails gave off a faint, alluring luster. As expected of a beauty, even her feet were incredibly enticing!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Meng pulled up a stool and sat in front of her. He placed her foot on his lap and began to examine it carefully.

"Lin Meng, is it serious?"

Zhang Yanmei watched him cradle her bare foot with such a serious expression, and a sense of bashfulness filled her. After all, a woman’s feet were considered a rather private part of her body. Furthermore, she harbored a secret known only to herself: aside from her chest and her most intimate area, her feet were her most sensitive spots.

Added to that was the fact that her body had been completely deprived of a man’s touch since her divorce over a decade ago. Her inner desires had been suppressed all this time. Now, under Lin Meng’s caress, her lovely face flushed deeply. Her body felt numb and tingly, caught in a state of agonizing pleasure.

"The injury isn’t too severe. You just twisted a tendon. After I massage it a bit, you should be able to walk," Lin Meng replied.

Keeping his head down, he remained completely oblivious to her unusual reactions. He gripped her small foot and began to apply the Yin-Yang Saint Hand massage technique.

Instantly, Zhang Yanmei’s fragrant body trembled violently. Her physical response grew even more intense, and her underwear grew uncomfortably damp.

Desperate to save herself from embarrassment, she tried to distract herself with conversation. "Lin Meng, which village are you from? I think this is the first time I’ve seen you here buying flowers."

"Taohua Village. I’ve indeed never been here before," Lin Meng answered casually, his head still lowered.

"Oh. Looking at your age, you’re about the same as my son. You must still be in school, right?" Zhang Yanmei’s voice trembled slightly.

"My family background isn’t good, and I wasn’t particularly gifted in my studies, so I dropped out in high school," Lin Meng said with a self-deprecating smile.

"I see. But school isn’t the only way out. As long as you’re willing to work hard, you’ll definitely have a bright future," she comforted softly.

"Yeah, you’re absolutely right, Aunt Yanmei."

Lin Meng nodded. At the same time, his massage reached a critical point, and he abruptly increased the force of his hands.

"AH... it tickles, it feels so good!"

Zhang Yanmei had been struggling to endure it all this time, and this sudden pressure caused her body to instantly pull taut. Unable to hold back any longer, she let out an ecstatic, soul-stirring moan.