"Eh??"
Hearing that, Gan Yan Yu pulled her head back out.
She stared wide-eyed at Lin Tian.
"I'm going to loosen up your thigh muscles. Didn't you say they hurt?"
"Y-You have to take off your pants?"
Gan Yan Yu covered her chest and stammered,
"Th-That... probably isn't... isn't appropriate, right? The pattern I'm wearing today is kind of embarrassing."
"I was joking! I meant you just need to expose your thighs!"
Lin Tian was speechless.
Getting a serious answer when making a dirty joke—didn't that basically make him look like a pervert by default?
When they had first met at her doorstep, she had been pretty good at catching his joke about jumping off a building. Why was she getting more and more serious now?
Though, it seemed like she really hadn't been joking back then either.
"Okay."
Gan Yan Yu slowly rolled up her pant leg.
Since they were school-issued athletic pants, they were not very thick to begin with. Besides, the girl's legs were much slimmer than most people's.
Gan Yan Yu easily rolled her pants all the way up to the roots of her thighs.
Lin Tian flexed his hands.
"Where does it hurt?"
Lin Tian placed his hand above her knee, roughly where the absolute territory was.
"Here?"
Lin Tian applied a little pressure.
"Ah!"
Gan Yan Yu clutched her thigh and cried out.
"Be gentler."
"Your first time? Has no one ever done this for you before?"
"Mhm."
"Don't worry. I'll be very gentle."
After spouting a string of suggestive remarks, Lin Tian placed both hands on Gan Yan Yu's leg.
In truth, Lin Tian had already held back plenty of strength just now.
But Gan Yan Yu's thighs were simply too soft.
They felt like her favorite pudding—smooth and delicate. Girls who had been well protected since childhood were probably all like this.
He had an urge to give them a hard pinch, then enjoy himself.
But Lin Tian restrained himself.
Immediately afterward, Lin Tian began using his master-level Massage Skill.
"It's normal for it to hurt a little at first. Once it gets deep, it'll feel really good," Lin Tian said.
"Mhm."
Gan Yan Yu nodded without speaking.
Lin Tian sat beside the sofa, his hands sometimes kneading the girl's legs back and forth, sometimes gently pounding them with his fists.
His technique was extremely professional.
Though there was a faint soreness, the pain was just right, making Gan Yan Yu feel exceptionally comfortable instead.
It even felt better than the massage from the older sisters at the foot spa that day.
It felt like he had learned this before!
Could Lin Tian really have considered working at a foot spa?
He was clearly so talented at composing. Why did he need to learn massage?
Could it be so he could sing while helping customers relax, providing emotional value at the same time?
Lin Tian was fully focused on the massage.
Gan Yan Yu, meanwhile, stared at the boy's face and fell into thought.
"Lin Tian, have you ever given anyone else a massage like this?"
Caught off guard, Gan Yan Yu suddenly asked.
"No."
"But you're clearly very skilled."
Gan Yan Yu's question made Lin Tian choke up.
After thinking for a moment:
"I practiced on myself."
"Then don't you have other friends you could practice on?"
"I don't have many friends."
"Oh."
"Mhm."
A brief exchange.
The room fell silent.
Only the friction sounds of Lin Tian's constantly moving hands kneading the girl's fair thighs back and forth remained.
When no one spoke and the surroundings became quiet,
gradually, the scene
began to seem somewhat ambiguous.
Suddenly,
Gan Yan Yu pulled back her leg.
"That's enough. I feel much better now."
"Hm? It's only been ten minutes. We haven't even finished one session yet."
"It's already enough. Thank you."
Gan Yan Yu rolled her pants back down, then hurriedly put on her shoes.
While Lin Tian was still stunned, the girl had already risen to her feet.
"I'm heading home first!"
"Didn't you say your leg hurt? Can you even climb back up there? Are you sure you don't want to stay a little longer?" Lin Tian asked.
Gan Yan Yu's home—Grandpa Gan's former apartment—was in Building 304 directly across from Lin Tian's.
Going back and forth was not much trouble, but it would be best for the girl's injured leg to rest.
Lin Tian did not mind if Gan Yan Yu lay here until dinnertime.
"No need. Thank you for having me!"
Gan Yan Yu stood at the door and bowed to Lin Tian.
"I told you, you don't have to be so polite—"
Bang!
The front door shut.
Gan Yan Yu had already left.
Lin Tian narrowed his eyes in confusion.
What was that about?
She had suddenly left in such a rush.
It was as though she thought he would do something dangerous to her if she stayed any longer.
To make sure nothing was wrong, Lin Tian specifically checked Gan Yan Yu's current status panel.
Sanity Points: 93 Stress Resistance: B
Her mental state could not have been healthier.
Even if he brought over a player who loved playing CS2 and LOL, they might not have such a stable mental state!
How strange.
Still, Lin Tian did not dwell on it too much.
She was an eighteen-year-old girl, after all. It was perfectly normal for her to have thoughts men could not understand.
"What should I cook tonight?"
Lin Tian lay on the sofa, which still retained Gan Yan Yu's warmth, and scrolled through his phone.
This was bad!
Lin Tian abruptly sat up.
He only had seventy-three yuan left in his WeChat balance!
In fact, Lin Tian's savings had already been running low last week.
Then yesterday, he had spent a huge amount preparing a nutritious meal plan for Gan Yan Yu.
At this rate, after eating through tomorrow—the last day—he would be out of money!
Actually, when Lin Tian's piano video had gone viral online the day before yesterday, Manager Wang had specifically called him and hoped he could come back to work. He had even offered to raise his hourly wage.
Apparently, quite a lot of new customers had flooded into the restaurant specifically because of Lin Tian!
On the one hand, Lin Tian had not wanted to deal with that sort of thing for a few dozen yuan in wages. On the other, he no longer wanted to spend his time working part-time jobs at restaurants.
Thinking about it now, he had been an idiot!
He had practically fallen into the trap of being unable to take off Kong Yiji's long gown.
At the very least, he needed to take care of food and shelter before chasing dreams.
Now, it seemed he had to speed up completing the mission!
On Monday night, the uncle's recording equipment finally arrived at Lin Tian's home.
Lin Tian moved the table from the living room onto the balcony.
He set up a phone stand and bought a fifteen-yuan light bulb to use as a lighting lamp.
Then he arranged all the recording equipment.
A simple filming setup was complete.
They called it a "recording," but since they were making a short video, they obviously could not just record the music. The visual experience had to be taken care of too.
Before recording began, Lin Tian looked over Gan Yan Yu's white dress.
"You're wearing that to record?"
"What's wrong?"
Gan Yan Yu sat on the sofa and lowered her head to look at the dress she was wearing.
It had a lightweight, waist-cinching design, with its long skirt extending all the way to her ankles.
It was a very high-end design.
This was the performance outfit Gan Yan Yu had worn when she went onstage for competitions in the United Kingdom.
That was enough to show how seriously Gan Yan Yu took this recording.
"Not good enough."
Lin Tian rubbed his chin. "You should change back into your school uniform. I like looking at that one."
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