Massage

When Li Yu came out, Shu Menglan and Xiang Zhinan had already finished their massages. Chi Yan immediately stood up and said he wanted to go in with Li Yu.

Zhou Yanqing had originally wanted to say the same thing, but before he could even rise from his seat, Chi Yan had beaten him to it.

Chi Yan looked as though he had known someone would compete with him. The moment Li Yu came out, he pulled him toward the massage room.

Zhou Yanqing's expression turned somewhat speechless. He could only remain where he was and wait for his turn.

As soon as Chi Yan and Li Yu entered, the massage therapists told them to take off their tops and lie facedown on the beds.

Li Yu did as instructed. Although the therapist assigned to him was a woman, he figured people in this profession would not care about his meager body. He calmly stripped off his shirt and lay down on the bed.

Chi Yan felt a little guilty for some reason. Lying facedown, he did not look in Li Yu's direction.

"Miss, could you please not press too hard?"

Li Yu had heard that Chinese-style massages hurt, so he was a little scared. Before it began, he even acted cute and pleaded with his therapist.

The female therapist chuckled. "Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Only then did Li Yu relax, but the moment the therapist's hands touched him, he cried out.

"What's wrong?" the therapist behind Li Yu asked.

She had not even started yet. She had only placed a hand on him, and the customer was already crying out?

"It's nothing... I'm a little ticklish."

Li Yu felt rather embarrassed. He buried his face in the pillow, and the tips of his ears unknowingly turned red.

But it really was a little ticklish...

Li Yu could clearly feel the person behind him beginning to press his shoulders and back with her thumbs. It was fine at first, but the longer it went on, the more it hurt.

Wait, wasn't the person behind him a female therapist? Why was she so strong?

Li Yu really wanted to cry out, but he had already embarrassed himself once. He did not want to embarrass himself again, so he held his breath and stubbornly kept silent.

"Does it hurt?" the therapist asked gently.

"It's... it's okay..."

Li Yu felt as though even his voice was trembling, because it really hurt!

"If you feel uncomfortable, you have to say so~"

"I'm... comfortable..."

Li Yu gritted his teeth, his little face scrunched into a ball.

"Ah... mm..."

As the massage went on, Li Yu truly could not hold it in any longer. The moment his lips parted, a sound slipped out.

"I think... maybe you're using a little too much force... It's kind of... uncomfortable..."

Li Yu's voice had taken on a tearful tone. He had held it in for so long that he truly could not endure it anymore. Even his thighs were trembling.

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, that means it's working. That's the effect we want," the therapist said.

Li Yu's expression instantly became one of disbelief. No, she kept asking whether it hurt, so why had her hands not eased up even a little?

One moment of extroversion had earned him a lifetime of introversion. Li Yu clutched the bedsheet and buried his entire face in the pillow, his ears so red they looked ready to bleed.

He bit his lip and tried his best not to make another sound.

"Do you usually stay up late? Do you often not sleep until the early hours?" the therapist asked.

Half of Li Yu's life had already been wrung out of him. Dazed, he replied, "Mm... my schedule isn't very regular. Sometimes I sleep early, but sometimes I don't sleep until two or three."

"Two or three? That late? Go to bed earlier from now on and keep a regular schedule, or it won't be good for your liver."

"O-okay."

Li Yu gritted his teeth. He suddenly felt that this massage was not some surprise reward at all—it was torture!

Li Yu endured for a long time. When he felt the therapist behind him stop moving, he thought he had finally been freed. Instead, she told him to turn over so she could massage his legs!

Li Yu propped himself up and turned over, grabbing a towel from the side to cover his upper body. But when he shifted his gaze, he discovered that Chi Yan was staring at him, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

Li Yu hurriedly avoided Chi Yan's gaze. Damn it, this was too embarrassing. Not only had the massage made him grimace in pain, but two trails of tears had even streamed down his face.

Why did Chi Yan look so calm? Were they really doing the same activity?

At that moment, Li Yu was humble enough to want to switch therapists. He thought Chi Yan was so composed because his male therapist was not using enough force.

As he thought this, pain suddenly shot through his leg. He even forgot to lower his voice and cried out directly, "Ah, miss, it hurts, it hurts... Stop for a moment, I feel like you're about to tear off a layer of my skin..."

Hearing that, the female therapist stopped what she was doing. "All right, since you can't take it, I'll be gentler this time."

Chi Yan looked away, inexplicably feeling that the scene before him was rather strange.

Because the way Li Yu had cried out was really...

[Little Yu is so cute, his hands have wrinkled the bedsheet]

[Who understands? I had it on speaker, and just then my family all looked at me strangely]

[Looking at it this way, Little Yu's waist is so slim]

[Wuwuwu, am I a pervert? Why do I get so excited hearing Little Yu whimper?]

[He's so delicate, it feels like spring has arrived]

[Sounds good, love hearing it]

[No one told me I needed headphones to watch a live broadcast of this show!]

[Why are my beloved ministers all silent?]

[That female therapist does seem really strong. Look at how Li Yu was grimacing just now]

When Li Yu came out of the room, he only felt as though his body no longer belonged to him.

His muscles still ached faintly, but the massage had actually felt pretty good afterward. It gave him a sense of release.

"Afraid of pain?" Chi Yan asked.

At that, Li Yu's expression immediately became awkward. "Brother Chi, that female therapist was really strong. I forced myself to endure it for a long time, but in the end, I really couldn't take it anymore, so I cried out."

Chi Yan gave a low laugh, but it was very faint. Li Yu was not sure whether Chi Yan was laughing at him.

Chi Yan added, "A massage is supposed to be enjoyable. If you think the therapist is using too much force, you can tell them how you feel. You don't need to hold it in."

Li Yu wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

He thought again of the female therapist's earlier words: "Does it hurt? If it hurts, that means it's working." At once, the muscles all over his body seemed to ache again.

When Shu Menglan saw Li Yu come out, she joked, "Oh, Little Yu's out? Looks like that massage was quite intense. We could hear you crying out even through the door."

Li Yu: ...

Li Yu's ability to manage his expression completely collapsed.

No, was the room's soundproofing really that bad? Or had he... really cried out that loudly?

Did that mean everyone else had heard him yelping while getting massaged?

Li Yu covered his face and suddenly felt too ashamed to face anyone.