The two masseuses were scared out of their wits.
Their delicate bodies trembled with fear.
"What do you think, sister?"
"If this isn't terrifying, what is?"
Finally, they decided to compete based on seniority.
The one with less experience would serve Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Xu Mo could see the pain and suffering written all over that girl's face.
["What's so scary about this female devil? How can she frighten you two this much?"]
["Setting aside her playful personality"]
["She actually looks quite cute at first glance, you should cherish the chance to serve her"]
["Huh? Why did her face turn red?"]
Zhou Qiaoqiao's face mysteriously turned red.
Ding-Duang... wolf?
Xu Mo looked away, he came here to relax.
Not to watch the female devil's expressions.
Suppressing his urge to go forward and pinch those slightly chubby cheeks of hers.
Xu Mo walked into the bathroom.
First, he'd take a cool shower.
Then change into a bathrobe and get a massage.
His movements were smooth and natural.
Refined and elegant.
The masseuse number 88, following Zhou Qiaoqiao, gave an awkward smile and said,
"Miss Zhou, there's another bathroom on this side of the room. You can take a bath first, and if you feel uncomfortable, we can put up the screen to separate you from Young Master Xu."
Zhou Qiaoqiao raised her eyebrows, o(￣ヘ￣o＃).
She looked around the room.
Her fair, pink-tinged finger pointed out.
Pointing at the several vintage Chinese folding screens in the room, she said,
"Take all these screens and throw them out!"
Masseuse number 88 exchanged a bewildered look with her colleague.
Both women looked utterly lost.
Number 88 reluctantly said in a weak voice,
"Miss Zhou, that wouldn't be following the rules..."
Their attitude was very clear.
Here, Xu Mo's word was law.
They'd wait until he came out.
Zhou Qiaoqiao showed an intriguing smile.
"Is it within the rules for you to seduce married men?"
The expressions on both women's faces were priceless!
If they denied it,
They'd be admitting it indirectly.
If they confirmed it,
Wouldn't that be even more suicidal?
"Before I came, he made the rules, but now that I'm here, I make them."
"Don't worry about him blaming you, I'll take responsibility for everything."
Zhou Qiaoqiao added.
The two girls had no choice but to comply.
After a while.
Xu Mo came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe, feeling incredibly refreshed.
Something important seemed missing from the room.
"Where are the screens?"
Both girls looked troubled.
At that moment, the door to the other bathroom opened.
"I had them removed."
Zhou Qiaoqiao wore a loose white bathrobe.
Her fair skin was enough to make anyone want to commit a crime.
["You're crazy, you're not taking advantage of this opportunity!"]
["Damn, my head's spinning"]
Xu Mo looked away, his heart racing wildly.
Trying to maintain his composure, he walked to the bed.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's lips curved into a smile as she floated over to Xu Mo's side.
"???"
"!!!"
Xu Mo looked confused, pointing to another bed across the room.
"There's another bed over there."
"I prefer this side."
Zhou Qiaoqiao shut down the conversation.
Her figure was too stunning.
Xu Mo didn't want to be a gentleman.
Nor did he want to be less than a beast.
"This spot is yours."
Taking a step back makes the sea vast and sky boundless.
Xu Mo's inner calculations.
Were all heard by Zhou Qiaoqiao.
"I chose this spot because I want to discuss work with you."
Seeing Xu Mo's disinterested face.
Zhou Qiaoqiao continued.
"Let's talk about your strategy for pursuing Shen Manni."
Xu Mo's footsteps halted.
["Female devil, are you playing with me?"]
["You want to play? I'll play along"]
He returned.
While removing his bathrobe, his face showed intense interest.
"I'm all ears."
The two masseuses were stunned.
A model couple?
A wife teaching her husband how to seduce another woman.
What kind of divine operation was this?
Their worldview shattered into pieces.
A woman's figure can attract men.
Likewise, a man's physique can attract women.
Eight clearly defined abs.
An explosive muscular build that could drive countless women crazy.
Xu Mo's muscles were perfectly proportioned.
Creating an extreme visual impact.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's breathing became slightly rapid.
Her beautiful phoenix eyes seemed ready to stick to Xu Mo's golden wheel abs.
The female devil's aggressive gaze made no attempt to hide anything.
Xu Mo was startled.
But this was a draw.
A mutual damage situation.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's devilish figure was equally like a deadly, delicious strong liquor.
In any case, this round was worth it!
After another while.
They lay on the bed, separated by about a meter.
The conversation drifted from Shen Manni to other topics.
As for the plot, ensuring the main storyline was secure was enough.
As for the minor plots, to hell with them.
After all, he couldn't remember any subplot involving bringing a fiancée for a massage experience.
It could only be called friendship born from filth.
Although the masseuses were quite afraid of Zhou Qiaoqiao.
They didn't slack off in their duties.
In fact, when serving Zhou Qiaoqiao.
They hit all the right spots.
So much so that in the private room.
The female devil's alluring sighs of satisfaction could be heard from time to time.
These days had indeed exhausted her.
"Xu Mo, do you prefer boys or girls?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao's lazy voice sounded.
Her eyes were drowsy.
Her voice seemed weak and tired.
Perhaps because they had been talking for too long.
Xu Mo had let his guard down.
"I like both, but personally, I prefer girls."
"Is that so?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao narrowed her eyes, her breathing gradually becoming steady.
The topic seemed to have strayed far off course.
Xu Mo realized something was wrong.
He wanted to change the subject.
"Let's talk about something else."
When he didn't hear the female devil's voice for a while.
Xu Mo was surprised.
The masseuse beside them whispered,
"Young Master Xu, Miss Zhou has fallen asleep."
"Fallen asleep?"
Xu Mo glanced at Zhou Qiaoqiao, who had dozed off at some point.
When the female devil wasn't speaking, she had a unique beauty in her quietness.
Gone was the domineering aura of someone in power.
Replaced by an outstanding grace.
Xu Mo sat up very gently, careful not to make any noise, "Go get a thin blanket to cover her."
Masseuse number 88 nodded and soon returned with a thin air-conditioning blanket, covering Zhou Qiaoqiao.
Xu Mo yawned and got off the bed.
He couldn't stay here anymore.
Time to go home for dinner.
"Xu Mo, don't go!"
The movement of covering her with the blanket had startled Zhou Qiaoqiao awake.
Like a frightened rabbit.
She struggled to open her bloodshot eyes.
Her voice was weak, with a hint of terror.
She grabbed Xu Mo's hand.
Holding it tight.
This completely confused Xu Mo.
For a moment, he couldn't tell if Zhou Qiaoqiao was pretending to sleep.
After a brief internal struggle.
Finally, Xu Mo chose to stay and asked the masseuses to leave first.
"Zhou Qiaoqiao, I'm warning you, don't cause trouble. I won't leave, but you need to let go."
Xu Mo said helplessly as she held his left hand tightly.
Zhou Qiaoqiao's eyes were already closed again, a smile on her lips.
No matter what Xu Mo said.
She simply didn't respond.
Xu Mo tried to remove her jade-like hand.
Unexpectedly, she gripped even tighter.
This was really going to be the death of him.
Xu Mo just stood there awkwardly.
He couldn't use his phone, nor could he leave.
Extremely uncomfortable.
Infected by Zhou Qiaoqiao's drowsiness.
Xu Mo yawned again.
He tried once more to retrieve his hand.
Zhou Qiaoqiao still held on tight.
Xu Mo couldn't take it anymore, so he sat down on the wooden floor, leaning against the bed, planning to take a nap.
Soon, he too fell into a drowsy sleep.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
