Volume 2 Chapter 28: Who is she?

  Tang Yi stretched his waist, slowly sat on the bed and lay down, picked up the price list on the bedside table and took a look. The prices were not out of line, all in the tens to hundreds of yuan range. He casually said, "Give me a massage."

  The female masseuse nodded, took out a few bottles of massage oil from her bag and placed them on the bedside table. She then fetched a white towel from the bathroom and, after getting Tang Yi's agreement, covered his lower body with it. After all, this was a cross-gender massage, and any normal man would inevitably get an erection during the process, which would be embarrassing for the masseuse to see.

  The female masseuse applied oil to her hands and began massaging Tang Yi's arm while sitting on the edge of the bed. After just a few presses, she exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, you're not very old, but your body is really good! If I didn't touch it, I wouldn't have known that you have so much muscle! You look so refined and cultured, not like someone who does physical labor!"

  Tang Yitian was enjoying the smooth and soft little hands massaging his arms, smiling and saying: "I like sports." However, he felt that the female masseuse seemed to have no actual experience, her technique was a bit clumsy, and compared to skilled masseuses, she was somewhat inferior. But since it had been a long time since he last experienced this, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it anyway.

  After massaging Tang Yi's arm, the female masseuse finally let out a sigh of relief. It was said that when massaging arms, customers often took advantage of the situation, but the young man in front of her was very proper and didn't take liberties with her.

  "Please turn over." The female masseuse took off her high heels and got on the bed, ready to start the back massage.

  When the female masseuse's soft and slippery small hands reached into Tang Yi's shorts, grasping his buttocks with force, Tang Yi felt extremely comfortable, almost to the point of moaning. Especially when the masseuse's long fingernails occasionally lightly scratched, making Tang Yi feel itchy, just as he was about to reach the peak of itchiness, her small hands would suddenly grasp tightly again, kneading with force, followed by a thorough relaxation and comfort.

  "Wow, you're all muscle! Are you an athlete?" The female masseuse couldn't help but be surprised again when she massaged Tang Yi's waist.

  Tang Yi closed his eyes and enjoyed it, letting out a few snorts from his nose as a response.

  The female masseuse spread her legs apart, suddenly sitting on Tang Yi's body, her hands vigorously massaging Tang Yi's shoulders. Her round and soft buttocks, full of elasticity, were completely pressed against Tang Yi's hips. As she moved her hands, her buttocks also intimately rubbed against Tang Yi's hips.

  Tang Yi couldn't help but hum a tune, letting out a few very comfortable nasal sounds.

  "Ah, comfortable, right?" Perhaps seeing that Tang Yi wasn't that kind of perverted customer, upon hearing Tang Yi's comfortable moans, the female masseuse actually felt very satisfied and started giggling.

  Tang Yi responded with a few nasal sounds again.

  After the massage on his back, Tang Yi turned around and the female masseuse saw that Tang Yi's shorts were bulging high. She couldn't help but secretly smile, possibly because Tang Yi was particularly upright, so she didn't feel any disgust towards him. Just a moment ago, she was nervous, because Manager Wan had hinted to her during their conversation that if this customer had any further requests, it would be best for her to agree.

  As she massaged Tang Yi's legs, which looked slender but were full of strength, the female masseuse smiled and said: "You're my first customer, I'll give you a 10% discount. Please take care of me in the future."

  Tang Yien let out a sound, and the female masseuse said: "My number is 43, you can also directly press Xiaolan's clock."

  Tang Yi responded with a sound, thinking to himself that her name was actually Xiao Lan.

  The masseuse's hands gradually moved up, slowly massaging to Tang Yi's more sensitive inner thigh. The soft and small hands lightly tickled and pressed, making him feel even more stimulated. What was even more provocative was that the masseuse had forcefully spread Tang Yi's legs apart and knelt between them, her posture as ambiguous as it could get. Especially with Tang Yi's legs clamped between hers, which were smooth and slippery without a single thread of clothing, feeling slightly cool to the touch, yet soft and elastic. Tang Yi's throat felt dry, and he could feel his lower body becoming even more aroused. He clenched his fists tightly then released them, only to clench them again. He hadn't expected that this massage would have such a huge impact on him. Maybe it was because he hadn't been with a woman for a long time? Especially after enjoying Qi Jie's tenderness and suddenly switching to a monk-like lifestyle, only to encounter an extremely stimulating temptation, which was why his reaction was so intense. However, Tang Yi didn't have any intention of further interacting with the masseuse. He wasn't interested in casual flings or experiencing the pleasure of being massaged by a woman. What he definitely wouldn't do was sleep with the masseuse; Tang Yi hadn't become bored enough to resort to hiring prostitutes to satisfy his desires.

  When the female masseuse was in the final stage of massage, her hands pressed hard on Tang Yi's inner thigh root near the pubic bone. Tang Yi's body involuntarily tensed up, his hands clenched tightly, and with a force that seemed to tear through his palms.

  The female masseuse pressed hard for over ten seconds before suddenly releasing her hands, followed by a huge sense of relief. Tang Yi let out a long sigh and slowly relaxed his clenched fists, indulging in the comfort that felt like he was about to pass out.

  "The female masseuse smiled and said: 'It's over, sir. Is there anything else you need?'"

  Tang Yi shook his head slightly with some fatigue, lazily lying on the bed, too lazy to move at all.

  At this time, someone outside knocked on the door with a "da da" sound. The female masseuse walked over to open the door, and Chen Da's loud voice came from the corridor: "Brother, you're awesome."

  Chen Da and Xiao Hehe walked in, laughing as they went: "Brother, you're too awesome, three hours? I'll get Old Chen to apply for a Guinness World Record for you tomorrow! I think it's probably a world record."

  Tang Yi knew what he meant, and was sure that he had been in the most intimate contact with the female masseuse, but he didn't bother to respond, narrowing his eyes and saying: "Lie down for half an hour before leaving."

  The female masseuse stared at Chen Da and stuttered for a long time before saying, "Y-you... are you Director Chen? Are you Director Chen of the Yanshan Public Security Bureau?"

  Chen Da didn't expect that a massage girl would know him. He looked her up and down, but she seemed unfamiliar. Frowning, he asked: "Who are you?"

  The female masseuse was somewhat fearful and shrinking, speaking in a low voice: "Director Chen, I...I am Xia Xiaolan, I...I am the wife of Zhuo Dajun..."

  Chen Da was stunned and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Tang Yi. When Tang Yi heard the name Xia Xiao Lan, his brain buzzed loudly, and he suddenly sat up straight, carefully examining the female masseuse. No wonder he felt like he had seen her before when they first met! Xia Xiao Lan, Xia Xiao Lan... Tang Yi muttered to himself a few times, then hastily asked: "Do you have a daughter named Bao Er?"

  The female masseuse nodded, somewhat puzzled, and asked: "How did you know?"

  Tang Yi smiled wryly, his smile somewhat bitter. I, of course, knew that she wasn't my girlfriend. She was just a girlfriend in my dreams, and we wouldn't have any chance encounters in this life. She should be six years old this year, and should be very cute, right?

  Tang Yituo's thoughts were surging like the tides, as if he was drunk and infatuated, until Chen Dahai patted him on the shoulder, startling him awake. But then he heard Chen Dahai whispering in his ear: "Secretary Tang, it seems that you've been quietly investigating your enemies, and now you have a clear understanding of everything. I'm impressed!"

  "What enemy?"

  Chen Da's eyes widened and said: "Don't you know? Her lover, that Zhuo Dajun, is the one who stabbed you, he's now serving his sentence in Dan Dong prison."

  Tang Yi was stunned, it's really hard to predict the affairs of the world. The marriage bond in the previous life has become a tangled fate in this life. Thinking about it, Bao'er never mentioned her father before, and it seems that Zhuo Dajun didn't know what bad things he had done in his previous life, so he left her life early on.

  The female masseuse hesitated for a long time before stammering to Chen Da and Dao: "Chen, Director Chen, the bad things Zhuo Dajun did have nothing to do with me. He's not a good person, after drinking he either beats me or my daughter. Once, he even wanted to sell me to human traffickers. I hate him to death."

  "Director Chen, please spare us widows and orphans, I beg of you! Look, I've already taken my daughter away from the Ni family's brothel, and I've resorted to this shameful profession. Please, have mercy on me!" The female massage therapist burst into tears as she spoke.

  Chen Dahai glanced at Tang Yi, his face somewhat embarrassed. After Zhuo Dajun was detained for stabbing Tang Yi, Chen Dahai had indeed taken revenge on Zhuo every day, but he still felt unavenged. He even led a team to smash Zhuo's home. Later, when Zhuo was imprisoned, Chen called the police station in Zhuo's town and hinted that they shouldn't let the Zhu family live a good life. It seemed that the police had also made things difficult for Xiaolan and her mother, forcing them to flee their hometown. Xiaolan had become a masseuse to make a living. Although Chen Dahai had intended to avenge Tang Yi, he hadn't expected the Zhu family's mother and daughter to be driven to such desperation. He felt somewhat uneasy in his heart.

  Tang Yi furrowed his brow and said, "Lan sister, don't cry first, where's Bao'er? Where is she?" Tang Yi had already fully immersed himself in the role of this world, and he called out to Lan sister very naturally. However, no matter what, Bao'er, that woman who once completely occupied his soul, Tang Yi couldn't help but have a special attachment to her.

  Lan sister wiped away tears, sobbing: "She... she's in the small house I rented..."

  Tang Yi got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, saying: "I'll change my clothes, let's go take a look at her."