Chen Shi'an could not resist the three girls' enthusiasm for giving him a massage. He took off his shoes as instructed and lay facedown on the plank bed they had left somewhat rumpled.
"Heehee!"
Little Cicada's giggle made Chen Shi'an uneasy. Just as he was about to turn around, she was the first to pounce on his lower back, firmly claiming that spot.
Seeing that Zhizhi had claimed his lower back first, Sister Wanyin did not mind. She simply arranged Chen Shi'an's legs more comfortably, ready to massage his legs and feet.
Lin Meng Qiu was a beat too slow, seemingly still hesitating over where to massage. By the time she came to her senses, his back and legs had already been divided up. She could only turn her attention to the arm hanging at his side. Blushing a little, she poked his firm forearm and whispered, "...Your hand."
"Just take it, Class Monitor."
"...Oh."
Since Chen Shi'an had said so, Lin Meng Qiu stopped standing on ceremony. She picked up his hand and held it in her palm.
The moment their hands met, her heart began to race.
For a while, she had no idea how to massage his hand. She merely held it, too reserved to move it around, secretly savoring the touch of their fingertips. It was like a faint electric current, making even her breathing falter...
Once all three girls were in position, Chen Shi'an felt himself instantly surrounded by warmth and softness in three different places. Sensations came at him from every direction, leaving him unsure where to focus.
Compared with Ice Block Spirit and Sister Wanyin, who were massaging his hand and legs, Wen Zhixia was bolder as she worked on his back.
She grabbed the hem of Chen Shi'an's undershirt and hauled it