Now fully dressed in his official work attire, Jun Hao stood comfortably inside the Lotus Room, leaning back against the soft sofa while enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. The air was filled with a gentle, soothing aroma from the essential oils—fresh, calming, and incredibly relaxing to both body and mind. Realizing something was missing, he had connected his phone to the USB speaker system in the room and started playing soft, melodic relaxation music. The gentle tunes filled the space perfectly, blending with the scent to create an environment of total tranquility.

He looked down at his uniform with a faint, amused smile. His outfit was simple and professional: a light blue short-sleeved shirt made of soft, breathable cotton, loose-fitting and comfortable, paired with matching cotton trousers that had an elastic waistband for ease of movement. However, despite the pants being designed to be roomy and modest, they were completely unable to hide his natural endowment. Right there in the front, the fabric was stretched out into a massive, prominent bulge—huge, thick, and heavy, creating a shape that was impossible to ignore or conceal. It looked quite strange and exaggerated on such simple clothes, but Jun Hao just shrugged it off casually. "Ah, whatever. It’s comfortable, that’s all that matters," he thought, relaxing further into the sofa.

Suddenly, a soft knock sounded on the door.

"Come in," Jun Hao called out calmly.

The door opened slowly, and Guo Ying, the receptionist, stepped inside. She looked lovely in her neat uniform, a polite smile on her face as she greeted him. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"Oh, Jun Hao... hello," she said softly. "I have brought your first customer for you today."

But as she spoke, her words suddenly faltered and died in her throat. Her eyes, which had been looking at his face, involuntarily darted downward and locked onto his lower body. Right there, she saw it—the enormous, mountain-like shape bulging massively against the light blue fabric of his trousers. Her eyes widened in pure shock and disbelief.

"Wow... damn... it’s huge! It’s unbelievably big!" her mind screamed. She felt her face instantly grow hot, her body temperature rising rapidly. Without her realizing it, her legs pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other instinctively as a wave of heat and strange excitement surged through her just from looking at the outline of his massive manhood. She stood there stunned, unable to look away, her heart beating faster and faster.

She frantically shook her head slightly, trying to snap herself out of it. "What am I thinking? No... no! I shouldn’t be looking there... or thinking these things!" she scolded herself, forcing her gaze back up to his face, though her cheeks were burning bright red.

"I... I... I brought... y-your customer..." she stammered, her voice shaky and breathless, completely unfocused as her eyes kept darting back down to stare at that incredible bulge again and again.

She quickly stepped aside and gestured toward the hallway behind her. "P-Please... come in, Madam Yinghua."

From behind the door stepped a woman who immediately caught Jun Hao’s full attention. She looked to be around 30 to 32 years old, at the absolute peak of her beauty and maturity. She had long, silky black hair that cascaded down her back, framing a stunning face with small, sensual lips, a straight elegant nose, and beautiful, captivating eyes. Her figure was breathtaking—large, full breasts that stood firm and high, long, slender legs, and a round, plump, juicy butt that looked incredibly soft and inviting, curving perfectly under her clothes. However, there was a faint look of exhaustion and fatigue in her expression, clearly showing she had come here straight from work, desperate for some relief and relaxation.

She stepped fully into the room, her eyes locking onto Jun Hao immediately. "Nice to meet you," she said softly, her voice sweet and melodic.

Jun Hao flashed her his most charming, professional smile and stepped forward to welcome her. "Welcome to Bai Long Therapy & Reflexology Center, Madam Yinghua. Please, come in, make yourself comfortable."

Guo Ying lingered by the door for just a moment longer, her gaze sliding one last time down to Jun Hao’s crotch to take another quick look at that massive outline before she spoke hurriedly. "Well then... I will leave Madam Yinghua in your care now. Have a good session, and I hope you have a wonderful day."

With that, she turned and practically fled back to the reception area, her mind still reeling from what she had seen.

Jun Hao guided Madam Yinghua toward the soft seating area. "Please, have a seat right here on the sofa, Madam."

As she sat down gracefully, Jun Hao noticed something interesting. From the very moment she had stepped through the door, Madam Yinghua’s attention had never really left his lower body. Her eyes were constantly drifting downward, fixed intently on the huge, obvious bulge in his pants. There was a clear expression of deep curiosity in her eyes, mixed with a subtle, hidden look of intense desire and longing—emotions she was trying very hard to conceal behind a polite, calm mask, though she failed to hide the way her eyes kept glancing over and over at the massive shape that stood out so prominently against the light blue cotton.

Jun Hao sat down on the opposite sofa, facing her, maintaining his polite and friendly demeanor despite noticing her obvious interest.

"Before we begin, Madam Yinghua," he asked smoothly, "may I ask about your preference for drinks? We have plain cold water, or we serve warm tea. Which would you prefer?"

Madam Yinghua cleared her throat slightly, her voice trembling a little and coming out breathless and stammering, her eyes still glued to his crotch. "I... I... tea would be lovely, thank you."

"Tea it is then. Please wait just a moment, I will prepare it for you," Jun Hao said with a nod.

He walked over to the small service counter in the corner of the room, where a water dispenser was installed—one tap for cold water and one for boiling hot water. Taking two clean cups, he prepared the tea using high-quality tea bags available at the center, pouring hot water over them and letting them steep until the color and aroma were just right. He carried the steaming cups back to the low table between the sofas, placing one in front of her and one for himself.

He sat back down, leaning forward slightly, and picked up a glossy brochure from the table—listing all the services and treatments offered at Bai Long Center, from full-body massage to foot reflexology, aromatherapy, and pressure point therapy. He held it out to her politely.

"So, Madam Yinghua," he asked gently, his voice calm and professional, "what can I help you with today? Please take a look at our service menu here, and let me know what kind of treatment or relaxation you are looking for. I am fully at your service."

As he spoke, he watched her beautiful face, noticing how her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for the brochure, her eyes once again slipping away from the paper to stare hungrily, curiously, and longingly at the massive outline between his legs, unable to focus on anything else.