"You're skilled at psychological therapy?" Jian Yufei was surprised. "How come I didn't know?"
"That's because you've never encountered such issues. My specialty is..."
He leaned close to her ear, his breath scorching as he whispered a few words: "X-disorder psychological therapy."
X-disorder psychological therapy...
Black lines slid down Jian Yufei's forehead.
"I wonder how many women you've treated," she said in a wistful tone, with a hint of sourness.
Ruan Tianling's tongue slid across her earlobe: "You should feel honored, you're the first one."
Jian Yufei shivered all over.
His tongue, it really felt like a snake to her...
The more she thought about it, it seemed her psychological shadow deepened.
"I'll go get the props for your therapy," Ruan Tianling said as he stood up.
Jian Yufei propped herself up: "What props?"
"Do you like ice cream?" Ruan Tianling countered with a question.
Jian Yufei paused for a moment, then nodded honestly: "I like it."
