Skeptical Beginnings
Truth be told, Li Xin had zero faith in these so-called external weight loss gimmicks. Meeting Chu Fei only solidified that for her. She figured her sister had probably run into him while clubbing at some nightclub, got sweet-talked into becoming a client, and that's why she'd dragged her here. As for nodding earlier that Chu Fei had some real chops, that was just her giving Li Bing an out—nothing to do with him. Her face blank, she pulled out her card and handed it straight to He Peiling.
"Miss, if you're opting for the full massage package..."
"Just the one time."
Li Xin cut He Peiling off decisively. She'd seen this upselling a million times and brushed it off completely.
"Very well, Miss Li. Please step on the scale first to check your weight."
With Mom having already swiped the card, Chu Fei couldn't care less about the details. He bolted straight upstairs. "You can compare your weight again after the massage. Li Bing, you stay down here!"
"No way! This time it's my sister—what secrets does she have from me? I have to see how you do a massage!"
"How? Strip naked and massage, duh! If you've got the guts, strip and stand aside!"
Chu Fei whipped around and shot her a glare.
"Huh? You make everyone strip for massages...? Pervert! Shameless!"
Li Bing lunged forward and kicked Chu Fei twice. Li Xin, meanwhile, looked a little stunned—not at the stripping part, but because her sister's vibe with Chu Fei felt off from what she'd assumed. She'd thought he was sucking up to her young, hot sister, who had some real assets and outshone any 'technician' slaving away in a hole-in-the-wall like this. But...
"Chu Fei, come on, let me watch? Pretty please? Just this once! Worst case, I'll buy you dinner tomorrow... Hey, you gonna let me or what? If not, I'll crash here tonight!"
Li Bing's plea packed a real punch. Chu Fei turned back with a helpless chuckle. "Fine by me, as long as your sister doesn't mind."
"Sis? You don't mind me watching your massage, right?"
"Whatever..."
Li Xin shot Chu Fei a strange glance. Does this kid actually have something going for him?
Why would I care if my sister's watching? Truth was, Li Xin was relieved Li Bing was sticking around—going into a room alone with some random guy and getting buck naked? No thanks.
After stepping on the digital scale and noting her weight, she followed him up. This guy's pretty confident, huh?
"Miss Li, you can change over there... shower if you like. Towels are inside."
Chu Fei spread a towel over the massage bed, then stepped aside to mix the oil. He lingered openly because the bathroom was glass-fronted but had a curtain.
The room looked clean enough, and the massage bed was brand new—Li Xin's reluctance eased a bit. She hesitated, then ducked into the bathroom. She emerged quickly wrapped in a towel, though, skipping the shower. She hated using strangers' stuff, and what kind of decent shampoo or body wash did a place like this even have?
"Lie face down."
Chu Fei pointed to the bed, then nudged Li Bing. "If you're watching, park it quietly on the side. No weird noises, or I'll boot you."
"Got it!"
Li Bing nodded vigorously.
"Miss Li, I'm untying your towel now."
Chu Fei announced it, then undid the towel. She didn't stop him—she still had on a black lingerie set underneath...
Okay, lace-trimmed T-back again!
"Heh heh, my sister's body is killer, right? You're the first guy to see it!"
Li Bing grinned smugly from the sidelines, like it was her figure on display.
Chu Fei gave her a weird look. Li Xin has never been seen by a man?
Is your sister still a virgin?
While you're the town slut anyone can have?
Are you two really sisters?
Shrugging it off, he placed his hand boldly on Li Xin's back. "Miss Li, bra off too, please."
"..."
Li Xin frowned over at him. Really going full naked?
Honestly, without her sister right there, she'd have bailed in that moment! It was just a slimming massage—why strip her completely? What was he planning? Weight loss didn't mean shrinking her boobs!
"Miss Li?"
Clueless to her thoughts, Chu Fei had already unhooked her bra and was gesturing for her to lift her chest so he could slide it out.
She hesitated, then arched up slightly. She was already here, and with her sister watching, it should be fine. Even if he tried anything, he couldn't—not with Li Bing there. Might as well let him do his thing.
Just like with Zhang Lin, Li Xin started out resistant to Chu Fei's palms on her back. But once he finished the back-opening technique, she melted too. Glancing at her sister, she muttered, "This back-opening step is barely decent, but hardly professional."
"Sis, who cares about professional? It's a weight loss massage, not some fancy therapy!"
"Hmph!"