Doctor Gu’s Orange Cat Boyfriend - Chapter 39
Lin Mucí felt lightheaded, as if he could drift off to sleep at any moment.
Just as drowsiness was overtaking him, the therapist softly said, “Sir, could you please turn over?”
Lin Mucí: “…”
His sleepiness vanished almost instantly.
Turn… over?
He stiffly rolled onto his back, then swiftly pulled the blanket up to cover his private areas completely.
The therapist began massaging his arms and legs.
Lin Mucí kept his eyes closed, but his mind was in turmoil.
He could sense that Gu Chaoyu beside him had also turned over.
【My boyfriend hasn’t even touched me yet, but he’s already letting someone else feel him all over!!】
【Feeling a little sour inside (~·~)】
【It’s all my fault for being too timid. I mustered the courage to confess yesterday—why didn’t I ask for some perks then?】
Time ticked by, minute by minute.
The one-hour spa session ended quickly.
The therapist tucked the blankets around them and slipped out quietly.
“You may rest for another hour. All products in the room are complimentary, and you’re welcome to massage each other! Please ring the bell anytime if you need anything.”
Silence settled back into the room.
Only the starlight above and their steady breathing remained.
Lin Mucí slowly opened his eyes, still drowsy.
Every muscle in his body felt completely relaxed, warm and comfortable—so much so that he didn’t want to move a single finger.
He turned his head to look beside him.
Gu Chaoyu was also tilting his head to watch him, his dark eyes appearing exceptionally deep and gentle under the starlight.
“Did you enjoy it?” His voice was low and husky, tinged with a lazy relaxation.
“Mm…” Lin Mucí murmured a response, feeling as if he might dissolve into the starry sky.
Gu Chaoyu suddenly chuckled softly.
Watching Lin Mucí’s adorably dazed expression, he spoke slowly.
“Muchi, rest a little longer. I’ll give you a massage and adjust your bones for you.”
Lin Mucí was still immersed in the ultimate relaxation brought by the spa treatment, his entire body resembling a puddle of melted cat-shaped cookies.
Without much thought, he instinctively emitted a soft, nasal murmur.
“Mm-hmm!”
【Yes, yes!】
【Gu Chaoyu is going to massage me personally!】
【This is a boyfriend’s exclusive perk!】
【Hehehe…】
Lin Mucí chuckled to himself, bubbles of happiness rising one after another.
But before he could savor this joy, the bed beside him creaked.
Gu Chaoyu sat up.
Lin Mucí’s mind snapped back into focus.
His eyes flew open.
Wait!
What did Gu Chaoyu just say?
Massage… bone setting?
【Bone… setting?!】
【That’s… the professional treatment that makes those terrifying “crack,” “crack” sounds!】
He turned his head, wanting to say something to backtrack.
“Um, Brother Chaobu, I…”
But all he saw was Gu Chao Yu already standing beside his bed, looking down at him from above.
“Lie still. Turn over.”
Lin Muchu: “…”
【Help! Can I back out now?】
Gu Chaoyu gently pressed his shoulder.
“Relax. Your neck, shoulders, and lumbar spine are severely strained. If we don’t correct this now, it’ll only get worse.”
His palm was warm and firm.
That light touch alone made Lin Mucí feel as if he’d been frozen in place.
Resigned, he rolled over, burying his face back into the circular opening.
Burying his head like an ostrich was his last shred of stubbornness.
【Aaaaaaah! It’s coming! It’s coming!】
【My newly appointed boyfriend! The first time he’s ever touched my body this close…】
【And completely naked!】
He felt the towel draped over his back gently lifted.
The cool air touching his skin sent a wave of goosebumps across his skin.
【Is my back… attractive?】
【Are there pimples? Or weird marks?】
【Is my figure too thin? Nothing like Gu Chaoyu, who looks slim in clothes but has muscle underneath!】
【Will he think I… lack substance?】
Lin Mucí’s mind began racing with thoughts again, just as Gu Chaoyu’s voice sounded once more,
“Relax, Muchi.”
“Let me take care of you.”
Hearing those words, Lin Mucí’s tense muscles actually relaxed a little without him even noticing.
He could feel Gu Chaoyu’s palm settle on his back.
It traced down his spine, inch by inch, exploring.
The sensation…
was professional.
And also… strange.
Lin-Pure-Virgin-Muci’s face flushed bright red.
[Is this… how a boyfriend touches you?]
[So… so thrilling…]
He was immersed in this unprecedented, strange experience—a mix of nervousness and shyness—ready to fully savor this first “intimate contact.”
Suddenly!
Gu Chaoyu’s fingers paused at a specific point on his lower back, then slammed down with force!
“OWWWW—!”
Pain!
Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain!
What was this feeling?
Like a red-hot iron rod had been precisely thrust into the crevice of his bones!
Soreness, numbness, swelling, agony!
What shyness?
What nervousness?
What intimate contact?
All of it vanished into thin air!
【This hurts like hell!!!】
【Is this bone setting? More like bone breaking!】
【Officer, there’s a villain murdering her own husband over here!】
Gu Chaoyu seemed oblivious to his screams, his hands moving steadily as he said in a deep voice, “Your third lumbar vertebra has a slight misalignment. Sitting for long periods without core strength leads to this.”
Speaking, he pressed one hand against Lin Mucí’s hip while the elbow of his other arm braced against the painful spot. Leaning forward slightly, he applied precise pressure.
A soft “crack” echoed through the air!
“Aaaaaahhhhh—!”
Lin Mucí’s tears instantly streamed down his face.
He felt like his back… had snapped!
“Brother Yuyu! Brother! My own brother!!” he wailed, his voice cracking. “Stop! Stop! I’m dying! I’m dying!“
”Bear with it.“ Gu Chaoyu’s voice remained steady. ”It’ll be over soon.”
【Like hell it will!】
【You call this ‘soon’?!】
【It’s all my cousin’s fault! What a romantic duo spa to deepen our bond! This is clearly sending me to the execution ground!】
Lin Mucí raged internally, yet his body remained firmly pinned by Gu Chaoyu, utterly powerless to resist.
He felt like a piece of meat on a chopping block, helplessly subjected to the “cold-hearted” doctor’s butchery.
After concluding the “torture” on his waist, Gu Chaoyu’s hands moved to his shoulder blades.
Lin Mucí’s alarm bells rang again.
【Nooooo!!!】
Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Gu Chaoyu’s fingers precisely hooked into the crevice between his shoulder blades and wrenched with force.