After Cheng Qi politely said his goodbyes and left, Zong Rui looked at Qi Sheng, who showed no intention of leaving, and felt both annoyed and helpless.

After all, Qi Sheng was the one who rented the apartment for her, so she couldn’t just kick him out.

But whenever she looked at him, she couldn’t help but remember how he’d ambushed her earlier.

HUFF...

Zong Rui took a few deep breaths and began to unpack her clothes.

The apartment had already been cleaned after Qi Sheng and the others moved out, so it was spotless.

It had 92 square meters of interior space, all configured as a single room.

The only word to describe it was "luxurious."

The 270-degree, floor-to-ceiling corner windows offered an incredibly expansive view, taking in the entire Taikoo Li streetscape.

Beside the windows was a lounge chair woven from bamboo and rattan.

Zong Rui imagined herself lying there, basking in the warm afternoon sun.

It would be pure bliss.

Qi Sheng didn’t offer to help, simply plopping himself down on the lounge chair.

He watched as Zong Rui bent over to unpack her boxes and organize her clothes.

Her already tight yoga pants stretched with her movements, clinging to her figure and accentuating every curve.

Even though he had been completely drained by three young women just this morning, Qi Sheng couldn’t stop a fire from igniting within him now.

Zong Rui, with a figure rated a whopping 98, was the kind of knockout who could turn any man into a ravenous wolf.

Zong Rui could certainly feel Qi Sheng’s scorching gaze, which seemed to burn right through her clothes.

But since Qi Sheng was stubbornly refusing to leave, she couldn’t just stand around waiting for him.

’Besides,’ she thought, ’he’s already kissed me. That’s something only a boyfriend gets to do.’

And on top of that, she did have feelings for Qi Sheng.

So she decided to just pretend he wasn’t there and continued to unpack her clothes on her own.

After more than an hour of work, even with her excellent flexibility, Zong Rui’s lower back began to ache.

Qi Sheng’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly volunteered, "I’m pretty good at massages. Want me to help you with that?"

"You know how to give a massage?"

Zong Rui was skeptical. She had a feeling he was just looking for an excuse to take advantage of her.

"I have no reason to lie. Believe me or don’t, it’s up to you."

Qi Sheng was, in fact, telling the truth.

’With the system, I can have any ability infused on demand.’

’I could have Expert Level massage skills in a matter of minutes.’

"Alright... I’ll go take a shower first."

Zong Rui hesitated, but when she saw Qi Sheng’s expression darken slightly, her tone softened.

"Mm."

Qi Sheng was over the moon.

’My patience has finally paid off.’

In less than twenty minutes, Zong Rui emerged from the bathroom.

It was just like her straightforward and no-nonsense personality.

Her long, chestnut hair was still slightly damp, draping over her shoulders and concealing the magnificent view of her chest.

Even without a trace of makeup, her natural beauty was so high that she was still breathtaking.

"Huh?"

Qi Sheng had been expecting to see Zong Rui’s exquisite figure wrapped in a bath towel, but it seemed she had a trick up her sleeve.

She wore a pair of shaping yoga shorts on the bottom and a tight little camisole on top.

As she walked toward him, her E-plus assets seemed tantalizingly close.

While other women might be even larger, none possessed Zong Rui’s impressively perfect curves.

Yoga pants could give even an average woman an enchanting S-curve.

Let alone Zong Rui, who already had a bombshell figure.

Her backside was as round and perky as a peach, and her long legs were pale, slender, and smooth.

Long legs, a perky butt, and a slender, willowy waist.

A faint, shy blush colored her lovely face.

Qi Sheng subconsciously licked his lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

"Um, we can start now..."

Zong Rui lay facedown on the bed, her expression a mixture of nervousness and faint anticipation.

Still a bit wary of Qi Sheng, she laid a towel across her back.

It seemed she wanted him to massage her through the towel.

"How am I supposed to find the right pressure points through a towel?"

Qi Sheng rolled his eyes and started to coax her.

"After all that work this afternoon, you’ll definitely get bulky muscles if you don’t get a proper massage right away."

"I don’t have to tell you how unattractive bulky muscles are on a girl, do I?"

"Well... alright, then."

Zong Rui knew he was full of it, but she still tacitly allowed him to massage her without the towel.

She felt his fingers lightly touch the skin of her lower back.

For the first time, Zong Rui discovered how wonderful it felt to be massaged by a man.

His professional technique and precise targeting of pressure points made him seem like an old master with years of experience.

As Qi Sheng patiently and meticulously worked on her, her tired body seemed to sing with pleasure.

Qi Sheng’s fingers traced over Zong Rui’s skin, patiently following the lines of her muscles to soothe her meridians.

The pleasure made Zong Rui’s breathing involuntarily grow heavier.

"Um... maybe we can stop here."

Zong Rui practically had to grit her teeth, afraid she would make a fool of herself and be laughed at by Qi Sheng.

"We’re just getting started. Don’t worry, it’s free of charge."

Qi Sheng chuckled to himself while maintaining a serious expression.

’I haven’t even gotten to the front yet—the part I’m most looking forward to—and she’s already losing control.’

’It just goes to show how incredible my massage technique is.’

"Then... could you... go a little... faster."

Zong Rui let out a soft, nasal hum.

HISS...

The sound sent a shiver through Qi Sheng, making his own body tingle with anticipation.

All sorts of sensual scenarios flashed through his mind.

"Don’t press on my waist!"

Zong Rui felt his hands move from her back to her waist, and her whole body tensed up abruptly.

Her already round and perky backside tightened as well, its shape becoming even more defined.

Qi Sheng’s mouth suddenly felt dry. ’Is she doing this on purpose?’

’What man could possibly resist this kind of temptation?’

Qi Sheng took a deep breath. ’Still haven’t gotten to the front yet.’

’Just hold on a little longer.’

As the massage continued, Zong Rui’s face grew increasingly flushed.

Being touched by a man like this for the first time, her body trembled nonstop.