Chapter 32
This was the second time Si Xia had seen it, and she found it difficult to look away. She had no resistance against perfectly beautiful curves.
And so, Si Xia whispered quite bluntly to Ming Ruixue, “Sister, nice chest.”
Her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, intended only for Ming Ruixue’s ears.
But those four words acted like a switch. With a “snap,” the atmosphere turned incredibly subtle.
To be seen by an Omega was one thing, but to be verbally teased by one was another.
Ming Ruixue avoided Si Xia’s gaze, propped herself up, and pushed open the sauna door to step out for a breath of air. She had utterly lost in the sauna today.
Si Xia’s methods of flirtation were far too explicit. Whether it was verbal or physical, she was much bolder than Ming Ruixue’s calculated “business” interactions for the livestream.
Ming Ruixue was even stunned by Si Xia’s lack of filter. In the end, she—an Alpha—had actually been flirted with by an Omega to the point of fleeing in a panic.
It was truly embarrassing.
Ming Ruixue took a steadying breath. In the upcoming massage punishment, she was determined to reclaim her dignity.
Ming Ruixue changed into a form-fitting massage suit. This particular outfit was designed to prevent any accidental exposure, which gave her peace of mind.
As Ming Ruixue stepped out after changing, she happened to run into Si Xia coming out of the adjacent Omega dressing room.
Their eyes met. Although Si Xia’s figure was petite, she had curves where they belonged and was slender where she should be. Ming Ruixue withdrew her gaze, suddenly feeling that a tight-fitting massage suit might not be such a blessing after all.
The massage room was fully equipped with props, but there was no professional therapist to guide them. The two guests were left to improvise, with the production team hoping for scenes that would make the audience blush.
Ming Ruixue was already red-faced before she even lay down. Si Xia wasn’t doing much better; her exposed skin was flushed, though it was unclear if that was a lingering effect of the sauna.
A television screen hung on the massage room wall, playing a video of a therapist performing a back rub.
Si Xia took a few sips from her water bottle and asked, “Sister, should I massage you first?”
If Si Xia massaged her, then Ming Ruixue would be the one lying facedown with a bare back. Absolutely not.
Ming Ruixue generously offered the opportunity: “I’ll massage you first.”
Ming Ruixue mimicked the steps of the therapist in the tutorial, dripping two drops of essential oil into her palm.
To her surprise, Si Xia agreed very quickly, proactively lying down on the massage bed and turning her face toward Ming Ruixue’s side.
Ming Ruixue’s movements paused. “If you don’t take your top off, I can’t massage you.”
“Sister, the cameras are rolling.” Si Xia shook her head. “I don’t strip on camera.”
Ming Ruixue finally realized that was an option. The essential oil in her hands had been rubbed for nothing; she could only silently wipe it off with a wet wipe.
“However, if Sister wants a back rub later, I can help you,” Si Xia added in such a sincere tone that it made Ming Ruixue feel as if it would be rude not to get a back rub.
“No need.” Ming Ruixue reached out and stuffed Si Xia’s face into the hole of the massage table. “Just lie there quietly.”
Si Xia’s face was very small. If the hole wasn’t positioned correctly, it would bruise her neck. She let out a muffled cough. “Sister, you’re so crude.”
Ming Ruixue pulled Si Xia out of the hole, cupping her chin with one hand to check her pale neck. There were no marks from the table.
“Are you okay?” Ming Ruixue looked closely a few more times, and only let go once she was sure she was fine.
Si Xia frowned and said, “Sister, you should be nicer to me.”
Ming Ruixue knew she was in the wrong for being crude earlier, so she responded patiently, “Fine. Lie down properly, and I’ll give you a good massage.”
The massage interaction had no set time limit. Ming Ruixue chose to focus on the spine, waist, and legs.
Si Xia lay flat on the bed. The massage suit clung to her, highlighting her curves—from her slender waist down to the upturned “watershed” of her hips.
Ming Ruixue started at Si Xia’s shoulders, her touch light and gentle. Through the thin fabric of the clothing, the warmth of Ming Ruixue’s palms transferred to Si Xia’s body. Si Xia let out a soft “Mmm.”
“Sister, could you use a bit more force?”
Ming Ruixue applied a little more pressure with her fingers. “Fine, just don’t cry about the pain.”
The Alpha’s hands grew heavier. Ming Ruixue pressed her five fingers into Si Xia’s shoulder, intentionally exerting herself.
“Ah—!” Si Xia let out a cry of pain. She sat up and pulled her collar aside to look. “Sister, you massaged me until I turned red!”
Half of her shoulder and neck skin was exposed. On the tender, snowy skin was a deep patch of red, though it faded quickly.
“I’ll use less force then.” Ming Ruixue pulled Si Xia’s collar back together. “Keep your clothes on properly.”
Si Xia tilted her head to look at Ming Ruixue. “Are you shy? I didn’t expect Sister to be so pure-hearted.”
Ming Ruixue’s hands paused. She had been teased again.
Si Xia’s eyes curved into a smile. “I guessed right.”
“Is that so? Do you care that much about whether I’m pure-hearted or not?” Ming Ruixue arched an eyebrow and dripped two more drops of oil into her palm. “An oil massage can be done without taking clothes off, too.”
Si Xia didn’t understand. Just as she was about to ask how, she felt her top being lifted, and two hands slid in from her waist.
Si Xia’s breath hitched, and her mind went blank. “Wait…”
Ming Ruixue had been teased too many times before; this time, she wasn’t going to listen to Si Xia.
The oil in her palms had melted, and they were hot against Si Xia’s skin. Si Xia’s waist was so small she could encircle it with one hand; Ming Ruixue was afraid she might break it if she squeezed too hard.
She moved gently, her touch light against the skin. Because the clothes were tight, someone watching from the outside could see the ambiguous “wriggling” of Ming Ruixue’s hands beneath the fabric.
The bullet comments were practically breaking the screen from staring so hard.
Si Xia was like a little chick being held by the neck, her whole body stiff and frozen. “Okay, that’s enough.”
“The oil in my hands isn’t finished yet.” Ming Ruixue lowered her head, her warm breath hitting Si Xia’s ear. “Don’t be in a hurry.”
Si Xia was going crazy, twisting her waist to escape her. “Don’t… Sister, let me go.”
Ming Ruixue applied pressure with both hands, gripped her waist, and flipped her over. Si Xia lay flat on the massage bed, staring up at her in shock.
Ming Ruixue looked down, a smile floating on her face. “Well? Are you satisfied with Sister’s technique?”
Her waist was still tingling with an itchy heat. Si Xia bolted upright, her face beet red. “You lie down. I’ll massage you.”
Seeing this reaction, Ming Ruixue laughed and backed away. “No need. We only need one of us to be massaged.”
What?!
She hadn’t noticed that line on the punishment card. Si Xia jumped off the bed, blocking Ming Ruixue’s retreat. “No way. I haven’t even ‘touched’ you yet.”
Ming Ruixue’s eyes flickered. “…What?”
Si Xia realized her wording had been too explicit and stammered, “I mean… Sister, let me massage you. My skills are very good.”
Si Xia looked at her expectantly. Ming Ruixue’s brow twitched as she stood her ground. “Absolutely not.”
She was determined not to soften. She had already witnessed Si Xia’s excessive behavior in the sauna; if she let her perform a massage, who knew how the Omega would take advantage of her?
Si Xia looked at her dejectedly. Having nowhere to showcase her skills was infuriating.
The massage punishment ended. The livestream comments were screaming for more.
[Is Sister Ming shy? Hahaha, Si Xia is such a ‘Fierce O’.]
[Sister Ming, don’t be a coward, just go for it!]
[I want to see Sister Ming pinned down by Si Xia, hehe.]
[Guess: Will the two of them sleep together tonight?]
The “business” portion of the day came to a temporary close. The buffet restaurant had food prepared by the crew; the six guests were finally free from kitchen duty tonight.
Usually, dinner was an interactive segment for the guests, but considering how much activity they had today and their physical exhaustion, the crew thoughtfully prepared the meal.
After dinner, there was a thirty-minute fan interaction segment before the day’s work was officially over.
Ming Ruixue had no appetite. She lay in her cabin, resting lazily. The camera in the room was not off. The phone prepared by the crew sat on the table, its screen scrolling wildly with fan comments.
Ming Ruixue picked up the phone and lay back down; the screen displayed a “sleeping beauty” shot.
“Hi everyone, have you eaten? I’m here to chat with you for a bit.”
[Ahhhh Sister Ming look at me! I haven’t eaten, I want to eat you wuwuwu]
Ming Ruixue: “…” Fans these days were so crazy, leading with a ultimate move like that.
“If you have any questions, feel free to ask.”
After Ming Ruixue spoke, the comments entered a frantic Q&A mode. However, for sensitive topics, Ming Ruixue generally chose to turn a blind eye.
[Sister Ming, is there a script for your show? Why did Si Xia manage to make you blush from flirting?]
[With so much close contact, has Sister Ming really not felt any heart-flutter for Si Xia?]
[Is Sister Ming’s heart already beating for her? Fleeing the massage room in a panic doesn’t look like Alpha behavior~]
[Question: Will you two sleep together tonight?!]
Several minutes passed, and Ming Ruixue hadn’t picked a single question she could answer directly. But in a dating show, you can’t simply say “No.” Every time Ming Ruixue read a question, she substituted a small smile, letting the fans guess.
Finally, she read the last question—the one floating across the screen that was impossible to ignore: Will you sleep together tonight?
Ming Ruixue swallowed. She couldn’t pretend she hadn’t seen it. Just as she was about to say they wouldn’t, a fan “megaphone” comment popped up: [Si Xia has responded! She said they’ll sleep together tonight! A benefit for the fans!]
“!!!” Ming Ruixue tossed the phone aside. Hearing voices outside, she opened the door. Si Xia was leaning against the doorframe, answering fan questions.
Si Xia looked up at Ming Ruixue and said with a smile, “Whatever everyone wants to see, Sister Ming and I will satisfy you.”
The camera panned over. Ming Ruixue forced a smile, refusing to be outdone. “Not just tonight—every night from now on, we will sleep together.”
Who couldn’t answer fan questions? Who couldn’t coax fans? When they slept at night, they’d just turn off the cameras and put on a show; no one would know if it was real or not.
Si Xia’s mouth hung open in slight surprise. “Sister, keep your word. Screen recording as proof.”
Screen recording…
Ming Ruixue grabbed Si Xia’s phone, deleted the video, and shut down the fan interaction. “I was just saying that for the fans. It’s just a normal business process.”
Si Xia stepped closer to her. “Does Sister want to do fake business? I don’t agree. I only play for real.”
The Omega’s boldness had exceeded Ming Ruixue’s imagination. Play for real, huh?
Ming Ruixue gripped Si Xia’s sharp, petite chin and warned, “How real? Besides sleeping, do you want to do something else?”
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