Chapter 168

"Little Platinum, the way you're describing it sounds like a story about a girlfriend going missing and someone sending over a few videotapes."

"Really? Well... whatever, whatever."

Although Centaurea paused for a moment, she eventually waved her hand, walked straight to the sofa in the distance, and then lay down comfortably.

"Ah... should I ask what I should do?" Centaurea asked, lying there peacefully without moving or even raising her head.

"Come on," Chen Ran said. "With your lazy nature, Little Platinum, you'd rather sit than stand, and lie down than sit. What can you possibly do?"

"That makes sense." Upon hearing this, Centaurea lay there completely at ease.

Seeing this, Chen Ran smiled and stepped forward.

I opened a bottle of essential oil, and then first poured it onto Centaurea's chest.

The next step should have been to reach out and spread the essential oil, but instead, the oil slid down the curve of Centaurea's chest without any hesitation and dripped onto the sofa.

Chen Ran glanced at the sofa, then at the Centaurea, and said, "It's okay, the small one is quite cute too."

Centaurea: "..."

Centaurea remained silent, only turning over repeatedly, changing from lying down to sprawling on the sofa, only showing her back to Chen Ran.

Chapter 253 Even Centaurea's eyes began to show resentment.

"So, Little Platinum, what were you doing all this time? Why have you suddenly become so clingy since you came back?"

Chen Ran poured the essential oil onto Centaurea's back and spread it with his hands.

Although the front and back of this Little Platinum are almost indistinguishable to the naked eye...

But the feel is different, that's the truth.

However, Chen Ran did not rush to turn her over, but continued to shower, wipe, and massage her.

"I went to check on how I was doing in the other Worldline."

Centaurea buried her head in the cushion, which made her speak in a muffled voice.

"I see. So, Little Platinum, you think you were pretty lucky to have been picked up by me back then, at least you weren't in such a terrible situation?"

"Um--"

Centaurea wanted to respond, but her voice inadvertently trembled slightly.

This was because Chen Ran had already applied the essential oil from her back to her waist.

However, it was only her waist, so Centaurea paused slightly before her voice returned to normal. "Hmm, more or less. Although you're a Lecherous Evil God, I do think that a life with room and board provided, no need to work, and still getting paid doesn't seem so bad—hmm...?"

Centaurea's voice trembled again before she said, "Let me correct you, you're not only Lecherous Evil God, you also hold grudges..."

"When did I hold a grudge?" Chen Ran said. "Are you slandering me again?"

Chen Ran indeed doesn't hold grudges.

He simply applied the essential oil from Centaurea's waist down to her Centaurea buttocks.

Any captain who has flown a plane solo knows that while it's possible to take off without lubricating oil, the experience is completely different.

Centaurea was no exception. In the past, her 'massages' were really just Chen Ran holding her in his hands and playing with her at will. Apart from sweat, it was almost entirely a dry massage.

But this time, with the essential oil applied, the sensation is completely different, whether it's running your fingertips across your waist or testing the ripeness of a cherry.

While essential oils are not sticky, they are not particularly slippery either.

So, if Chen Ran, the massage master, accidentally slipped his fingertips onto some places he shouldn't be massaging, wouldn't that be understandable?

But clearly, Centaurea didn't think that way.

Chen Ran spread the essential oil on Centaurea's pert buttocks, and then accidentally let it slide down a little further.

So much so that it made a 'gurgling' sound—

Centaurea had been lying motionless on the sofa, suddenly arched her white-stockinged thighs slightly.

After her legs were lifted, Centaurea's thighs were about to fall again.

But with another 'gurgling' sound, and even a slight rhythm,

Centaurea's thighs, encased in white stockings, arched again, and both legs did so, swaying gently to the rhythm of the 'gurgling' sound.

She accidentally increased the pace a little, and Centaurea's thigh suddenly jutted back, even bumping into Chen Ran's back.

But Chen Ran adhered to professional ethics and remained silent. Even after being unjustly beaten by a customer, Chen Ran did not quit his job.

Even amidst those 'gurgling' sounds, Chen Ran took on the role of a caring older brother:

"But Little Platinum, didn't your Former Young Lady also help you out? Little Platinum, you're clinging to me, but not to your Former Young Lady?"

"So... um... I gave her a halo, didn't I... ha... ha... this can be considered... Pegasus's revenge..."

Centaurea's words were broken and intermittent, then she suddenly fell into a long silence.

Chen Ran also keenly noticed that when Centaurea's waist suddenly arched downwards—

Chen Ran suddenly stopped at this moment.

This made Centaurea feel as if she had suddenly lost her footing; her waist wanted to continue arching, but her body wouldn't allow it.

In the end, he was like a salted fish, trying to turn over, but only managing to bounce around in place for a moment.

Centaurea: "..."

Chen Ran saw that Centaurea seemed to have given up all of a sudden, neither moving nor speaking, only her raised white silk thighs seemed to be retaliating against him, occasionally trying to kick him.

So Chen Ran smiled and reached out to Centaurea's pert little bottom.

"I patted your butt, Little Platinum, to make you roll over, not to make you bend over."

Seeing Centaurea's subconscious action, Chen Ran couldn't help but tease her for a moment.

Then, as if Centaurea had given up all hope, she rolled over and went from lying face down on the sofa to lying down.

"Alright, I've finished massaging your back, Little Platinum. Now it's time for your chest."

Chen Ran poured the essential oil on again and reached out to spread it.

However, this time it surprised Centaurea.

Because she was lying face down, Centaurea had no idea how Chen Ran had massaged her.

But now, looking at the clothes made of the so-called 'ice silk' material, after being soaked in essential oil, they have turned into a semi-transparent color and are clinging tightly to the skin.

Chen Ran's so-called massage was obviously not done through clothing; Chen Ran put his hands inside the clothes to massage the area.

However, this completely changes the visual impact on Centaurea.

Reaching your hand inside your clothes naturally gives people a sense of tension and excitement, like 'we're sneaking around doing something naughty'.

After the ice silk fabric was soaked and turned semi-transparent, not only could the skin underneath be clearly seen, but also how Chen Ran's large hand supported and kneaded the fabric.

"No wonder... ha... ha... you wanted me to change into this... ugh... this... um... clothes..."

"See, Little Platinum, you're slandering me again, aren't you?"

"You Lecherous Evil God —ugh...?"

Centaurea did not speak again.

Because the procedure for massaging the chest is the same as that for massaging the back.

First up, then in the middle, then down.

From the chest to the waist, and then to the perky buttocks—

Oh no, this time there's no perky butt; it's all over in one go, with only the 'glug glug' sound of water.

But since she had changed from lying face down to sitting up, Centaurea couldn't stick her legs out, so she could only put her feet on the sofa and kick it lightly a few times.

Until Centaurea's breathing became slightly rapid, and her waist involuntarily arched upwards—

Chen Ran stopped at this moment.

Centaurea: "..."

Twice, twice in a row.

Even Centaurea, who is so lazy that she can just lie on the bed, tilt her head, and say "Go ahead and do it if you want," now has a slightly resentful look in her eyes, which are filled with a dreamy, loving, and misty gaze.

Seeing this, Chen Ran smiled and sat down on the sofa, then reached out to Centaurea and said, "Alright, come on, get up. I know that three times is the limit."

"..." Centaurea stared at Chen Ran silently for a long time before turning her head away. "I'm not getting up, I'm so tired..."

"I'm the one serving you, and I haven't even complained of being tired yet. You, Little Platinum, who just lie there and enjoy yourself, are already complaining of being tired."

Seeing that Centaurea was indeed not moving, Chen Ran took the initiative to reach out, put one arm around her waist and held her hand with the other, and pulled Centaurea up.

Then he discovered that Centaurea seemed to have actually told him the truth.

After those two previous 'gurgling' sounds, Centaurea's entire waist had gone limp.

Even after Chen Ran pulled her up, Centaurea simply collapsed into Chen Ran arms, took a few breaths to regain her strength, and then Centaurea up again.

"I had you change into these clothes, Little Platinum, just to make things easier for you."

Chen Ran said, "After all, with the Little Platinum pants you used to wear, if you wanted to take them off, you had to unbutton them first, then unzip them, and finally take them off. But if you wear a Little Platinum, you don't have that problem."

As he spoke, Chen Ran reached out and supported Centaurea's waist, gently lifting her up.

"For the skirt, you just need to lift it up."


Chapter 254 Little Platinum was completely subdued

Holding Centaurea's waist, he gently lifted her up—

But Chen Ran did not put her down.

This isn't about deliberately keeping them in suspense; it's about giving the Little Platinum one last chance to back out.

Whether it's pulling her up, embracing her, supporting her waist, or lifting her up, it's all conveying a message to Centaurea:

Next, the horse is about to jump! And it's about to go straight to the stomach!

So if Centaurea becomes afraid, apprehensive, or wants to back out at the last minute, she has plenty of time to struggle.

But no.

Instead of struggling, Centaurea, being the lazy dog she is, didn't want to put in any effort at all.

Chen Ran supported her waist and lifted her up. Centaurea then wrapped her arms around Chen Ran's Chen Ran and, like a koala, knelt forward and clung to him.

The advantage of this is that Centaurea doesn't have to move; Chen Ran can do whatever he wants with her, and she can just enjoy it.

The downside is that with her arms wrapped around Chen Ran's Chen Ran, leaning forward, and her chin resting on his shoulder, she can't see Chen Ran's face or know what mischief he's up to.

So Centaurea waited for a while, until her waist, which had been supported but had no support, began to feel sore and weak again, but she still didn't realize that she was about to be put down.

So, with a look of confusion on her face, Centaurea raised her head and tilted it back slightly, meeting Chen Ran's teasing gaze—

"I did say that you were wearing a Little Platinum, so I could just lift it up, but I'm wearing pants, and I haven't even taken my pants off yet. What's the rush, Little Platinum?"

"Oh right, right, right, I'm the one who's getting impatient again. You Lecherous Evil God, you never suffer any loss."

Centaurea wasn't angry at Chen Ran's attempt to shift the blame, but she remained speechless.

After being stopped twice in a row, is she the only one whose desire is rising?

That's impossible.

With this lotus-like embrace, whether something was pressing against her beneath her was something that Centaurea could feel most clearly and obviously.

So even with this Lecherous Evil God's desire surging, he restrained himself for half a minute, just to see her make a fool of herself...

Centaurea could say was that this Lecherous Evil God was really bored.

"I may be quite free, but this is just giving you one last chance, Little Platinum."

"Opportunity...? If I really didn't want to, let alone let you, you Lecherous Evil God, do something wrong twice, I would have kicked you in the face the moment your hands started to wander over my chest—whoa..."

Although Centaurea didn't know whether kicking him while wearing white stockings and high heels would be punishing or rewarding this Lecherous Evil God...

After all Centaurea had enjoyed several massages herself, so Centaurea knew exactly where this Lecherous Evil God liked to touch her.

Before she could think much about it, Chen Ran suddenly released his hand from her waist while she was speaking.

After all, the opportunity has already been given.