Cheng Xiaofan's head spun hearing Xia Yuxue's words; it was clear she was planning to stay and have him give her a massage. He worried that this beautiful classmate might have ulterior motives. If she clung to him and wanted to "exchange experiences" through actions, how would he refuse? Yet, she was a girl who had already spoken her mind, and he couldn't politely decline.
They left the private room and took the elevator to the presidential suite on the eighteenth floor. Once inside, Cheng Xiaofan said to Xia Yuxue, "Beautiful, how about this: you call your teacher first, so they don't worry about me at home!" Cheng Xiaofan felt that if he called Zhang Heng himself, he wouldn't be able to find a valid reason not to go. He couldn't possibly say he wasn't staying at Zhang Heng's place because Xia Yuxue had booked a room and he needed to give her a personal massage! Such a reason would invite all sorts of wild speculations.
Xia Yuxue heard him and replied, "Okay, I'll call Teacher right away."
Immediately, she took out her phone and dialed Zhang Heng.
"Hello, Teacher!" Xia Yuxue said. "Tonight, classmate Cheng Xiaofan was too excited seeing old classmates and drank too much, so he can't come back to rest."
"I've already booked a room for him at the hotel. What? Teacher, please don't worry, I won't be going back tonight either. I'll stay by his side!"
"Mm-hmm, okay. Tomorrow morning, I'll have him call you personally."
"Oh dear, Cheng Xiaofan is throwing up. Teacher, we'll talk later. I need to get some water for him to rinse his mouth!"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan's face darkened. Did Zhang Heng not know his alcohol tolerance? Back when Cheng Xiaofan attended a world-renowned wine auction in Haicheng, he unexpectedly met Tu Sanyan, the daughter of Tu Biao, outside a hotel. They had a drinking contest right there on the street. Cheng Xiaofan, in a fit of pique, drank over a dozen bottles of high-proof white spirit without even a hint of drunkenness, effectively scaring the female wine immortal, Tu Sanyan. Zhang Heng knew all these details. He also knew that no matter how much strong liquor Cheng Xiaofan drank, it would be filtered out by his abdomen, expelled from his body, and vaporized.
And now, Cheng Xiaofan was supposedly too drunk to go back? Could he believe that? The only believable reason was that this kid had taken a fancy to Xia Yuxue, pretended to be drunk, and was keeping his classmate by his side to do something bad that night. There was no other explanation. Thinking about this, Cheng Xiaofan inwardly lamented. If he had known, he should have just called Zhang Heng himself!
Xia Yuxue noticed Cheng Xiaofan's unusual expression and quickly asked, "Classmate Cheng, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion looks off!"
Cheng Xiaofan forced a smile. "Not at all, I'm fine."
Xia Yuxue's gaze swept over Cheng Xiaofan, and a smile bloomed on her face. "There are two bathrooms here. How about we take a shower first, and then you can give me a massage!"
Cheng Xiaofan nodded. "Okay, let's shower first!"
They immediately went to their respective bathrooms. When Cheng Xiaofan finished showering and came out, Xia Yuxue was still bathing. Women's baths were elaborate affairs, naturally taking more time. The presidential suite generally had a master and a secondary large bedroom. Cheng Xiaofan was assigned the master bedroom. Just as he lay down, Xia Yuxue arrived.
"Oh, classmate Xia, you bathed quite quickly!" As soon as Cheng Xiaofan spoke, his eyes widened uncontrollably. He saw that Xia Yuxue, upon emerging from her bath, was wearing only a loose bathrobe. It was made of silk, as thin as cicada wings, and extremely transparent. It was tied at the waist with a cloth belt, making it feel as if she were wearing nothing at all.
*Gulp!* Her figure was too perfect! Couldn't you wear something more modest? This isn't right!
"Cheng Xiaofan, get ready to give me a massage!" Xia Yuxue approached Cheng Xiaofan and leaned against the bed, her eyes full of alluring charm, a dangerously seductive smile on her face. Cheng Xiaofan's heart pounded like thunder. He stammered, "Classmate Xia, you... you'd better change your clothes!"
Xia Yuxue's delicate eyebrows rose slightly. "What's wrong? Do you think this bathrobe doesn't look good on me?"
Cheng Xiaofan frantically shook his head. "No, I didn't mean that. You look very beautiful in this. So beautiful... ugh!" What did he mean by "so beautiful"? The words were out now, and he couldn't take them back. Cheng Xiaofan felt incredibly awkward!
At this moment, Xia Yuxue lay down on the bed and said, "Old classmate, give me a massage!"
"..." Cheng Xiaofan raised his hands but couldn't bring himself to touch her. He quickly said, "Beautiful, turn over and lie face down on the bed. Therapeutic massage requires massaging the back."
"Oh, okay, I'll turn over then." Xia Yuxue knew very well that Cheng Xiaofan couldn't handle the visual impact. Only after she rolled over and lay face down on the bed did Cheng Xiaofan let out a long sigh, thinking, *What am I even doing! Giving a beautiful woman a massage is like entering hell. It's pure torture!*
Cheng Xiaofan flipped his right palm, releasing a stream of spiritual energy that enveloped Xia Yuxue, and began the massage.
"Mmm, this feels so good!" As soon as he started, Xia Yuxue couldn't help but moan. Her moan made Cheng Xiaofan a bit unbearable, and he sped up the massage. In less than ten minutes, Cheng Xiaofan withdrew his hands. "Xia Yuxue, I've finished the massage for you. You can get up now!"
Xia Yuxue remained lying face down. "Cheng Xiaofan, no way! Your massage was too fast. I haven't enjoyed it enough!"
Cheng Xiaofan thought to himself, *If you enjoyed it any longer, I'd collapse.* He said, "Xia Yuxue, it's not about whether you enjoy it or not. The issue is that therapeutic massage has time limits."
"Too long is not only unbeneficial but can actually be harmful to the body. You might develop problems even if you were fine before. Everything has its limits; exceeding them will have the opposite effect!" Cheng Xiaofan was making all this up, but Xia Yuxue was so frightened that she scrambled upright. "Cheng Xiaofan, is what you're saying true?"
Cheng Xiaofan replied, "Xia Yuxue, would I lie to you?"
"It's getting late. You should go back to your own room to rest. I need to rest too!"
Xia Yuxue immediately said, "No! Cheng Xiaofan, I want to sleep with you tonight. I'll be scared sleeping alone."
Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but chuckle. "No way, classmate Xia. You're all grown up, and you're afraid of sleeping alone?"
"Who do you sleep with at home?"
Xia Yuxue replied without hesitation, "With my little imp!"
Cheng Xiaofan asked, "Who is this little imp?"
Xia Yuxue said, "It's my electric cat!"
"..." Cheng Xiaofan was speechless. *You're not thinking of treating me like your electric cat, are you?*