Gu Qingchen's hands kept groping under the water. Because her vision was obstructed in the water, she could only use her hands to grope bit by bit to find the correct acupoints.
The touch felt very smooth, but Rong Yu's body was very cold, even colder than the temperature of the water.
After a long time, eight needles had been inserted, and there was only one more needle left. Gu Qingchen was already drenched in sweat, and her chest was heaving up and down because of her breathing. As her body moved, the water rippled little by little, and the white shirt was completely soaked. The pinkish color inside was very obvious. The exquisite collarbone, the fair skin, and the pinkish tenderness constantly emit a seductive aura.
Gu Qingchen was not aware of all of this. All she could think about now was to accurately insert the last needle. She definitely could not let all her previous efforts go to waste.
