Chapter 185: Sister Lin Asks for a Massage

After dinner, we took the helicopter back to the apartment. As for why I didn’t bring up what happened during the meal—just thinking about it pisses me off!  

I knew tourist spot food was expensive, but I never expected it to be such a rip-off!  

The fish was sold by the whole piece, and it was fresh, but d*mn it, stuffing a few extra small fish inside its belly to rip people off? What the hell!  

Did your fish get pregnant and suddenly give birth to baby fish inside its stomach? If Sister Lin hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve slapped that waiter right then and there!  

At least they didn’t actually give us a female fish and charge us for the roe inside.  

I thought this kind of scam only existed in online jokes, but turns out it’s real.  

And those crabs—what the hell! I picked the plump ones, but not only were they chopped up, they were hollow inside. Was I supposed to eat empty shells?  

Luckily, Qin Mengdie was the one paying, not me. Since the person footing the bill didn’t complain, I kept my mouth shut.  

Back at the apartment, everyone was tired from the day’s activities and went straight to their rooms to sleep.  

Yawning, I returned to my own room.  

Too awake to sleep, I opened the Uni forum to browse.  

The entire page was flooded with discussions about the intercollegiate exchange event. Everyone was hyped, with Japan and the US being the most talked-about countries.  

South Korea only had its fangirls obsessing over it.  

Thailand was mostly discussed by male students, though it had the fewest posts—after all, the only thing really attractive about that country was the ladyb0ys.  

Personally, I was more interested in Thailand. Muay Thai is world-famous for its lethality, with every strike potentially fatal. It could definitely help me improve my combat skills.  

Just as I was deep in thought, my door suddenly swung open. I turned to see Sister Lin standing there.  

“Sister Lin, what’s up?” I asked, puzzled. If she wanted to come in, why was she acting so hesitant?  

She smiled at me, but it looked kind of… dumb. Something felt off.  

“Xia Tian, you must be thirsty! I specially made you some orange juice!” she said cheerfully, carefully placing the glass on the table.  

But why did her gaze send chills down my spine? D*mn it, this can’t be good!  

Then it hit me—Mei’er and Sister Lin’s conversation from before. Holy crap! Was she here to ask me for a… ‘massage’?!  

Before I could react, Sister Lin put on an awkward smile and said, “Xia Tian, I heard Mei’er’s chest got so big because you massaged it for her?”  

What the hell?! This is beyond ridiculous! And Sister Lin’s logic is seriously flawed—Mei’er only said I ‘touched’ her! She was naturally blessed, okay? That had nothing to do with me!  

“Sister Lin, I think you’ve got the wrong idea!” I wiped the sweat off my forehead, ready to explain.  

But she misunderstood me and immediately glared, looking hurt. “So you don’t want to help me?” She turned away, pretending to cry. “You ungrateful brat! Back when you wet the bed, ‘I’ was the one who hung your sheets out to dry!”  

“Uh…” I stared at her blankly. “We didn’t even know each other back then, did we?”  

“Huh?” She paused, then continued sniffling. “Then do you forget how I went through all the trouble of running downstairs to buy you c0ndoms when you wanted to sleep with your girlfriend?”  

“Sister Lin, I’m still a virgin!” I sighed. “Also, there’s no condom shop downstairs—just a sesame cake vendor!”  

“Really?” She blinked, then waved it off. “That’s not the point! The point is, you’re ungrateful!”  

“I don’t recall owing you ‘that’ much…” Just then, I remembered her covering my rent once and quickly added, “And I paid you back for the rent!”  

“I ‘say’ you’re ungrateful, so you ‘are’ ungrateful!” she yelled.  

Well, can’t argue with that logic. What else could I say?  

‘Heh?’ That’s something a goddess would say—not my style.  

Sister Lin stepped closer, glaring. “So, are you going to massage me or not?”  

“Sis, Mei’er was born with hers, okay?!” I groaned. Also, why do girls these days love tempting guys like this? I’m a virgin—my self-control isn’t ‘that’ strong!  

“No way! Mei’er’s so young—it ‘has’ to be because of your massages!” She refused to believe me. “You just don’t want to help me!”  

“It’s not about helping or not!” I was on the verge of tears.  

She raised an eyebrow. “Then what ‘is’ it about?”  

“It’s…” I struggled for an excuse before blurting out, “It’s unethical!”  

“I don’t care! You ‘have’ to help me! You don’t know how much people mock me for being flat-ch9sted!” She resorted to full-on whining.  

Unable to win, I finally gave in. “Fine, I’ll do it!”  

Might as well take the opportunity. Even if Sister Lin’s chest is a bit small…  

“Lie down,” I instructed.  

Excited, she immediately stretched out on the bed. D*mn, I’ve never seen a girl this happy about getting gr0ped.  

“Ahem.” I cleared my throat, hovering my hands over her chest. “I’m starting now?”  

“Hurry up!” she urged impatiently.  

I gulped. “I’m ‘really’ starting now?”  

“Are you a man or not? Stop stalling!” She sat up and smacked me with a pillow.  

Seeing her temper flare, I quickly said, “Okay, okay, no more stalling!”  

“Hurry!” She lay back down.  

Just as my hand was about to make contact, I hesitated and pulled back. “Sister Lin, did you lock the door?”  

“Yes, yes! If you stall again, I’m hitting you!”  

Not wanting to provoke her, I finally placed my trembling hand on her chest. But… why does it feel like nothing’s there? I could practically cup the whole thing in one hand. No wonder she’s so desperate to enhance it.  

As I massaged, I felt two small peaks pressing against my palm. I wasn’t overthinking it at first, but now, Little Xia Tian was slowly standing at attention.  

“Mmm…” Sister Lin let out a pleasured m0an, her face flushed. “See? You ‘do’ know how to do it—I can already feel it!”  

What kind of logic is that?! Of course she’d feel it—my hand is literally on her ch9st!  

“Keep going, why’d you stop?” she asked, eyes still closed.  

“N-Nothing!” I resumed kneading.  

Gradually, I channeled some True Qi into her chest, hoping to stimulate blood circulation and help her… grow.  

But the moment the True Qi entered, Sister Lin’s face turned deep red. She panted heavily, letting out soft m0ans—making Little Xia Tian strain so hard against my jeans that the zipper popped open.  

Knock! Knock! Knock!  

Suddenly, someone pounded on the door. Sister Lin’s eyes flew open.  

I quickly turned away, punched Little Xia Tian a few times to calm him down, and painfully zipped up.  

Blushing, Sister Lin looked at me. “I feel like my ch9st got bigger already!”  

‘That’s just swelling from being touched!’  

But then she added, “We’ll continue tomorrow!”  

‘Again?!’ D*mn it, this almost killed me today! My self-control won’t hold forever!