Lianyungang x Ji Liao ③

Ji Liao looked at Lian Yun on the massage bed, his initial shock turning into acceptance, and even a sense of calm.

He finally understood why Lian Yun always wore long sleeves and trousers. Who would have thought that the usually aloof Chairman Lian would have such a severe case of skin hunger? After just a couple of casual touches, he went limp and rubbed against her, completely losing his usual cold demeanor.

Massage oil coated Lianyun's skin, giving it a luminous glow under the light. The pink hue extended from her collarbone to her waist and abdomen, and her body was still trembling uncontrollably.

Initially, he made Lian Yun strip naked to deliberately embarrass him, but now, he didn't know whether Lian Yun felt embarrassed or not, but Ji Liao himself was already aroused by this sight.

Once everything had calmed down, Lian Yun silently put on his glasses and dressed, as if the clingy and sensitive person from just moments ago was not him.

He looked at the messy massage bed and said, "Thank you for your help." He then scanned the money, which was ten times the original price.

Ji Liao covered his lower body with the hem of his clothes and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you satisfied with the service at our establishment?"

"Satisfied." Lian Yun paused, then added, "This is my first time experiencing a massage, and it's better than I expected."

First time experiencing it? Does that mean no one has ever touched Lianyungang before?

Ji Liao felt inexplicably amused, only realizing after sending the person away that he hadn't done anything he wanted to take revenge on.

The next day, when Ji Liao saw Lian Yun at school, the other party still had that cold and aloof demeanor, which made Ji Liao feel extremely disoriented.

After school in the afternoon, he quickly put on a mask as soon as he arrived at the massage parlor. His mother asked him why he was wearing a mask when he was feeling well, and he vaguely gave an excuse that he had a bit of a cold.

For the rest of the time, he had no interest in playing on his phone and kept his eyes glued to the store entrance. Unexpectedly, he waited and waited and actually saw Lianyun.

He jumped up instantly and said to his mother, "I'll take care of this customer." His mother was startled by his reaction, thinking he was delirious from a cold.

When Lian Yun saw him, her eyes showed no emotion, but she did not refuse him. Instead, she followed him to the private room.

The moment we entered the private room, the other person changed completely. All the previous aloofness vanished, and they casually tossed their school uniform jacket aside and pressed themselves against us.

Ji Liao still finds this whole thing incredibly surreal, but looking at the person in his arms, his body reacts before his brain does, and his hands have already unconsciously wrapped around the other person's waist.

After seeing Lianyun off, Ji Liao took off his mask and drank some cold water. His mother asked him why his face was so red, and he stammered that it was probably because his cold had gotten worse.

I dare not tell the truth. If his mother finds out that I have turned the massage parlor into a place of prostitution, someone will die.

There was a second time, and then a third and a fourth. During the day, they were classmates who didn't bother each other at school, but after school, he would wear a mask and wait at the massage parlor, and Lian Yun would always show up on time.

One afternoon, Ji Liao waited and waited, but Lian Yun didn't show up. Seeing his distracted state, his mother teased, "Why are you in such a hurry today? Who are you waiting for?"

He quickly looked away and stubbornly said, "I wasn't waiting for anyone, I was just a little bored."

His mother reached out and ruffled his hair: "It's so long, why haven't you cut it yet? It's covering your eyes."

Ji Liao touched his hair. He had cut it short after Lian Yun deducted points for his long hair last time, but it had grown long again in no time.

His mother handed him a fifty-yuan note: "Go out and get it cut."

Ji Liao glanced at the clock on the wall. It was well past the time Lian Yun usually came. He figured the other party probably had something to do and couldn't come, so he took the money and dawdled as he left.

As soon as he finished getting his haircut and stepped out of the barbershop, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye: Lian Yun was coming out of another massage parlor across the street.

He was completely dumbfounded. Lian Yun went to get a massage from someone else? Damn, what right did he have to go to someone else?

The thought that Lian Yun's sensitive body, which was so soft at the slightest touch, might have been touched all over by another person, who would then whimper and cling to him as if he were his own, ignited a fire within him, and he followed uncontrollably.

Lian Yun was completely unaware of the burning gaze behind him. After leaving the store, he went straight into the subway entrance, boarded the train, found a corner to stand in, and looked down at his phone.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. He thought a passenger was squeezing in and tried to move aside to make room for him. But before he could move, someone grabbed his waist from behind.

He froze. Who was it?

A hand slowly moved up his waist, gently brushing against the skin on his side. Lian Yun shuddered and quickly braced himself against the subway door, his eyes darting around. The passengers were either looking down at their phones or staring out the window; no one noticed the strange thing happening in this corner.

"Who?" he asked in a low voice.

The person behind him didn't answer, but instead intensified their actions, suddenly drawing a light circle with their finger on his lower back. This made his legs go weak, almost causing him to collapse. He wanted… he wanted to be touched harder…