You should know that in the circles of rich heiresses like her, it’s quite rare to see a man with his shirt off; such behavior would be considered uncultured.
Leng Xuan "uh" sounded, turned his head, and saw the young lady’s face all red. He was quite puzzled; it was just taking off a shirt, what was the big deal? In his daily life, that was pretty normal. But seeing how shy she was, he felt embarrassed too and said, "Then I’ll put it on." He was about to put his clothes back on when Li Mengjie blurted out with a red face, "Forget it, since it’s already off, just leave it like that, and lie down!"
With an "Oh," Leng Xuan obediently lay down.
Li Mengjie poured some essential oil into her hands, rubbed them together to spread it evenly, and then started to massage Leng Xuan.
She and Ling Xuejiu would often massage each other while bathing, which supposedly had a myriad of benefits like weight loss, skin beautification, breast enhancement, and health preservation. So, they even bought a series of books on the subject to study. Over time, their massage techniques had developed their own style, especially in grasping acupoints and applying the right amount of pressure—they were really quite skilled!
But Leng Xuan only felt that the delicate hands of this young girl were incomparably soft, gently kneading his back with such smoothness, truly indescribably comfortable; he felt so light, almost as if he were about to become an immortal.
After a while, Li Mengjie asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Leng Xuan was enjoying the kind of sensation that any man would find pleasurable when her sudden question made him blush inexplicably; he feigned ignorance and stuttered, "Ah... oh, it still hurts!"
"Really?" Li Mengjie blinked and said, "Then I’ll expand the area a bit, to help disperse the bruising." She then poured some more essential oil, starting from the back and gently pushing outwards.
"Is it feeling any better now?" Li Mengjie asked after about fifteen minutes.
Leng Xuan said, "Ah, it’s a bit better, but..." He was about to say ’but it still hurts quite a bit’ when Li Mengjie interrupted him, "A bit better is good; you can’t expect massage to eliminate all the pain at once. You sleep on it tonight, and it should be mostly better by tomorrow." Saying so, she wiped the essential oil off Leng Xuan’s back with a towel and said, "You can get up now!"
Leng Xuan said very awkwardly, "Turn around!"
"Huh?" Li Mengjie was taken aback. "Why?"
Leng Xuan mumbled, "It’s... it’s nothing!"
Li Mengjie was annoyed, these nonsense hesitations—she said angrily, "Stop beating around the bush and get up, this is an order from the Empress!"
Leng Xuan felt really depressed; he got up with his body bent over and wanted to head to his room, but then he heard Li Mengjie say, "Where are you going? Stay and watch TV with me!" Suddenly, Li Mengjie noticed something odd about Leng Xuan and immediately understood, her face turned red, she quickly turned her head away, and said indignantly, "You... are truly filthy!"
Leng Xuan’s face turned red; he wished he could find a hole to crawl into and bolted into his room in a flash.
Li Mengjie sat on the sofa, her heart inexplicably racing as she thought about the scene just now, her face blushing all the way to her ears. Although her personality was quite open, that was just on the surface; deep down, she was somewhat conservative. Moreover, aside from in TV shows, it was her first time seeing a man in that state, even though Leng Xuan was wearing pants. Still, it left her extremely shy; that blush was truly tantalizing!