Massaging Ouyang Zixin

Su Chen quickly took a refreshing shower and changed into a clean, comfortable tracksuit.

He didn't waste any time and headed straight for the athletic field.

By now, the sun had completely set, leaving only an orange-red glow on the horizon.

The streetlamps around the field were already lit, casting soft, dim halos of light.

Quite a few students had gathered on the field, moving about in pairs and threes, their figures scattered here and there.

Some were jogging on the track, while others strolled across the grass, leisurely and carefree. A few sat furtively in the corners of the bleachers, clearly couples taking advantage of the night to flirt. Perhaps it would get even more exciting after dark...

A cool evening breeze swept past.

Su Chen's gaze scanned the crowd, and he soon spotted Ouyang Zixin.

Ouyang Zixin was once again wearing a pink tracksuit today, looking especially charming beneath the lights.

Her fitted top outlined the lovely curves of her upper body. Its hem was slightly short, revealing a small strip of her fair waist.

She wore matching athletic shorts below, just the right length to show off her long, straight, snowy-white legs.

White ankle socks hugged her shapely calves, and a clean pair of sneakers completed the outfit.

Her look was full of energy, yet carried a hint of girlish sensuality, drawing the attention of many of the boys nearby.

"Big Sis Zixin~"

A smile spread across Su Chen's face as he hurried over, his gaze lingering on her with undisguised admiration.

Ouyang Zixin was facing away from him, warming up before her run.

She bent forward slightly, alternately touching her toes with both hands as she stretched the muscles in her legs.

Her graceful figure rose and fell with each movement. Her waist was slender, her hips pert, and she looked especially alluring beneath the lights.

Hearing him call, Ouyang Zixin straightened and turned around.

"Little Chen, you're here~"

When she saw Su Chen, a bright smile immediately blossomed across her lovely face.

"Big Sis Zixin, you're getting prettier and prettier~"

Su Chen showered her with praise without holding back. He stepped forward and naturally slipped an arm around her slender waist.

His palm rested directly on the small strip of smooth skin exposed beneath her top. It felt silky and warm to the touch, wonderfully soft beneath his hand.

"Don't fool around... What if someone sees us..."

A faint blush instantly spread across Ouyang Zixin's cheeks. She gave Su Chen a light glare and gently nudged him with her elbow.

If it were only her and Su Chen, she wouldn't mind making their relationship public at all.

But Mu Xi was here too...

She and Mu Xi both knew the truth, but everyone else didn't. It would be easy for all kinds of rumors and gossip to start.

"Haha, I just missed you too much~"

Su Chen let go and laughed.

Before long, they had finished warming up and stepped onto the track's rubber surface, beginning to jog.

The atmosphere of a nighttime run was lovely, with the evening breeze gently brushing their faces.

Ouyang Zixin began telling him about her studies lately, mostly sharing amusing stories from her everyday life.

"A few days ago, our class was challenged by the fourth-years, but we still came out slightly ahead..."

As she spoke, Ouyang Zixin glanced at Su Chen, her eyes full of gratitude.

Without Su Chen, her cultivation couldn't have improved so quickly, and she certainly wouldn't have become so strong.

Her Martial Soul wasn't particularly powerful, but the ages of her two Hundred-Year Soul Rings were nearly double those of her peers.

On top of that, she had Battle Armor. Her classmates weren't the only ones who envied her—even her teacher did.

After all, the dean seemed to be the only other person in the entire academy with even a small piece of Battle Armor...

Yet she had a full set, and it was the highest-grade One-Word Battle Armor.

The only problem was that she couldn't unleash the full power of her One-Word Battle Armor. Each time she used it, she could only activate one or two pieces...

Su Chen listened quietly most of the time, replying now and then when she paused or asked him something.

His gaze was on Ouyang Zixin for most of the run, watching her hair flutter and the strands by her temples grow slightly damp with sweat.

Su Chen ran just behind her, and the faint fragrance of her body drifted to his nose, mixed with the slightest hint of sweat.

They circled the field again and again at a brisk pace, though for Soul Masters, it was only moderate exercise.

The students on the field changed again and again. Couples out for a stroll wandered off, and new people joined the running crowd.

Time slipped by.

About an hour later, sweat had dampened Ouyang Zixin's bangs, and a small patch around the collar of her tracksuit had turned wet.

Su Chen's breathing remained steady, and he had barely broken a sweat. After all, this level of exercise was practically a leisurely stroll for him.

"Phew..."

Ouyang Zixin slowed her pace, catching her breath as her chest rose and fell slightly.

"It's getting late, Big Sis Zixin. Let's go rest in the lounge for a bit~"

Su Chen suggested with a smile.

"Mm~"

Ouyang Zixin nodded lightly.

The two of them followed the edge of the track to a row of single-story buildings beside the athletic field.

This was where students could rest and freshen up after exercising. Inside, the space was divided into individual cubicles.

Each cubicle was small, but fully equipped.

There was a simple bench for sitting or lying down, and in the corner was a very cramped, makeshift shower stall.

The facilities were basic, but they were enough to rinse off the sweat, change clothes, and relax for a while.

Ouyang Zixin took out her access card and unlocked one of the empty lounge cubicles.

She went in first, and Su Chen followed, closing the door behind him.

Ouyang Zixin walked over to the bench and sat down, relaxing against the wall, her face flushed from the exercise.

"Big Sis Zixin, how about I massage your feet to help you relax?"

Su Chen offered.

"Mm... No way..."

A blush rose on Ouyang Zixin's face again. She looked at Su Chen with a hint of reproach and said, "It's your fault for making me wear stockings. After running for so long, my feet must be all sweaty and gross..."

She instinctively drew her feet back beneath the bench.

Su Chen had said he liked seeing her in white stockings, so she'd specially worn a pair of white stockings to run this time.

But they didn't absorb sweat very well, and now they felt a little clammy.

She'd never listen to Su Chen again. He was so wicked...

"What's the big deal? I don't mind~"

Su Chen bent down without waiting for an answer and firmly lifted her legs, settling them across his knees.

"Hey! You..."

Ouyang Zixin let out a soft cry and struggled lightly, but she couldn't break free, so she had no choice but to let Su Chen support her calves.

Her back pressed against the wall, and she looked a little nervous and embarrassed.

"Relax a little, Big Sis Zixin~"

Su Chen smiled and began kneading Ouyang Zixin's calves with both hands, applying just the right amount of pressure.

His fingers moved with practiced skill. First, he pressed gently to locate the tense muscles, then used his thumbs and forefingers together to slowly work along the lines of her calf muscles.

Clearly, he'd gotten good through experience—clearly a seasoned connoisseur... Ahem, a seasoned expert.