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"Get out of here, I don’t need you to check me."
"I’m warning you, if you go out and spout nonsense, I’ll cut your tongue off."
Hao Meiyun’s expression was fierce, but I could see that she was already starting to panic.
In a place full of women , if something got out, it would quickly push her into the eye of public scrutiny.
"Don’t worry, I won’t say a word." I smiled. "Think it over and come find me when you’re ready."
Honestly, I really wanted to help her, but this woman clearly didn’t appreciate it, so I had no choice but to walk out.
I don’t know if it was because of superstition or what, but plenty of women came to the beauty salon for massage treatments, yet none of them sought me out.
After all, letting a man touch your body wasn’t something every woman could accept.
Later in the afternoon, almost at the end of my shift, I heard the sound of high heels getting closer and closer.
Turning around, I saw Hao Meiyun standing behind me, her face darkened.
"Xu Tian, come here."
"That thing... what you said this morning—was it true?"
After following her into the office, she closed the door and immediately asked.
"Of course." I answered firmly.
"Alright, then help me with the treatment."
Hao Meiyun hesitated for a moment, then took off her jacket and grabbed the hem of her short skirt, ready to pull it down.
She glared at me harshly.
I forced a bitter smile and obediently turned around.
But I couldn’t help sneaking a peek.
She bent over, slowly peeling off the short skirt bit by bit, revealing black stockings underneath and two shapely, full curves that looked even more enticing.
When she rolled down her stockings, only a lacey black pair of panties remained.
That unique scent in the air began to grow stronger.
"Alright, you can turn back now."
Hao Meiyun’s voice trembled, clearly embarrassed.
When I turned back to look, I saw her hands crossed over her lower abdomen, her previously stern face now flushed with shyness. Even her body was trembling slightly.
After all, for her, I was much younger than she was and also one of her employees.
Being exposed in front of me , it was undoubtedly difficult for her to accept.
Not to mention what was about to happen next—me examining her most private areas.
Honestly, I was already surprised that Hao Meiyun was willing to take off her clothes so straightforwardly.
Given her attitude before, this was completely unexpected.
From this, I could tell how much she wanted to cure her gynecological problem.
I stared wide-eyed, sizing up her body from head to toe.
I had to admit, this woman’s figure was truly remarkable.
Her chest—voluptuous and overflowing—almost couldn’t be contained by her bra.
Her long, slender, snowy-white legs were stunning, and though the private area between them was hidden by her panties, I could still faintly make out a patch of black forest and a narrow slit.
Seeming to notice my gaze, she instinctively covered her lower region with her hand.
From beneath her glasses, her beautiful eyes glared at me fiercely, filled with humiliation and disgust.
"What are you staring at? Haven’t you ever seen a woman’s body?"
She sneered coldly, becoming less nervous.
In fact, she looked somewhat smug.
"Get started already."
Hao Meiyun moved to the edge of the sofa and lay down, her legs pressed tightly together, making the mound between them even more prominent.
Dense black hair peeked out from the edges of her panties, exuding an undeniable allure.
I swallowed hard, feeling my blood boil.
The situation, combined with her identity, was electrifying my nerves, and the "giant dragon" within me began to awaken.
Afraid she’d notice and mock me, I bent over slightly.
But for someone as experienced as her, it was obvious what was happening. Her gaze toward me became even more disdainful and hateful.
"Hmph, you’re already hard at this stage? What would happen if you were giving a massage to a female client—would you just lose control?"
"Makes sense. Guys like you, losers, probably don’t even know what it’s like to touch a beautiful woman."
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and start."
She smirked coldly, rattling off sarcastic remarks while urging me.
Her words left me momentarily stunned.
This woman seems way too eager, almost desperate.
She hated me earlier, so why the sudden change?
All of a sudden, a possibility struck me.
This woman—could she be trying to set me up?