Join a Dating Reality Show with the Aloof, Fishing-Style Richest Man - Chapter 19

Ji Zhaoxi was left speechless by Lu Zhao. She looked at Lu Zhao’s eyes, which were shimmering with excitement, and remained silent for a second.

“You look like a bit of a pervert acting like this.”

Who proposes to give someone a massage on the very first night they move in?!

Hearing Ji Zhaoxi say this, Lu Zhao looked at her with a face of feigned sorrow, her voice sounding aggrieved. “Babe, how could you say that about me? I’m clearly just looking out for you. Think about it—you sit for so long every day, doesn’t your neck and shoulders get really sore?”

“And since I said I’d provide you with ‘full-spectrum service,’ I obviously have to show you my sincerity!”

The voice was mournful yet soft in her ears. Ji Zhaoxi pursed her lips and caught a glimpse of Lu Zhao’s expression out of the corner of her eye. After a moment of deliberation, she nodded with a faint expression. “Fine. My shoulders and neck actually are quite sore.”

“Come to my room and massage them for me.”

“Eh?” Lu Zhao’s eyes widened. “Go to your room?”

Ji Zhaoxi frowned. “If I don’t lie down, how is it going to be convenient for you to massage me?”

Lu Zhao: “…”

While that’s true, don’t you think your sofa is big enough? You could totally lie down on the sofa.

But even though she thought that, what she actually said was: “Oh, whatever you want. As long as you don’t mind.”

In three years, Lu Zhao had never entered Ji Zhaoxi’s bedroom.

Hearing Lu Zhao agree, Ji Zhaoxi stood up calmly and walked with a leisurely pace. “Then come over.”

For some reason, looking at Ji Zhaoxi like this, Lu Zhao subconsciously followed behind her without any desire to complain. If it had been before, she might have grumbled a few words in her head.

Following Ji Zhaoxi into the bedroom, she saw that it was very large but also very empty. The minimalist style gave off a distinct “cold” vibe at first glance. As soon as she entered, Lu Zhao couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you feel cold sleeping in here?”

It looked exquisite and beautiful, but it lacked a human touch; it felt icy.

Ji Zhaoxi paused slightly and turned her head. “Do you think the decoration style is bad? That it’s uncomfortable to sleep in?”

“It’s not that it’s bad—the decor is definitely beautiful—but I feel like it would be better if you decorated it a bit more. Of course, that’s just my personal feeling,” Lu Zhao said with a giggle. After all, she wasn’t the one sleeping in there.

Ji Zhaoxi looked around the room thoughtfully, eventually giving a faint nod without saying anything else. When she reached the bed, she turned her back to Lu Zhao and raised her hand to lift her nightgown, intending to take it off.

Lu Zhao, following behind, hadn’t expected this move. When that stretch of fair, delicate skin appeared in her line of sight, her brain felt like it exploded with a “boom.”

The black nightgown against the white skin of her back created a powerful visual contrast. As the owner moved, more and more of that waist was revealed.

“Wait!” Lu Zhao shouted. She hurriedly rushed forward and pulled down the clothes Ji Zhaoxi had lifted. Her face, all the way down to her neck, had turned completely red.

“Why are you taking your clothes off!” Lu Zhao cried out, sounding a bit frazzled. Since when did Ji Zhaoxi have a habit of stripping at the drop of a hat?

The clothes that had just been pulled up were tugged back down. The person behind her was standing extremely close; as their breath reached her, Ji Zhaoxi felt for a fleeting moment as if she were being held in an embrace from behind.

The only flaw was that the embrace wasn’t tight enough.

Ji Zhaoxi lowered her eyes. The light from above cast a faint shadow over her long eyelashes, making her expression hard to read.

“Is it not necessary to take them off? Doesn’t a massage require oil?” Ji Zhaoxi’s voice was calm, yet carried a hint of confusion.

Lu Zhao: “…My babe, look around this house. Is there anything here we can actually use for that?”

Ji Zhaoxi: “Essential oils?”

She said it very seriously, genuinely trying to solve the problem.

Lu Zhao: “…”

Normally, using some oil for a massage is definitely good. But Lu Zhao thought back to that glimpse she just had and decided she couldn’t do it. Even though they were both women, some boundaries still needed to be respected!

“No need. My technique isn’t good enough to use oil yet,” Lu Zhao said awkwardly.

“Oh.” Ji Zhaoxi responded in an unreadable tone and lay face down on the bed with her nightgown on. Her voice sounded a bit muffled through the bedding.

“Then go learn. Once you’ve mastered it, you can get a raise.”

“!”

The moment Lu Zhao heard “raise,” her eyes lit up instantly. She scrambled onto the bed to lie beside Ji Zhaoxi, tilting her head with a beaming smile. “Does that mean every time I learn a new skill, I get a pay bump?”

Because her movement was so large and the bed was quite springy, Ji Zhaoxi bounced a couple of times on the mattress before hearing her words.

Ji Zhaoxi: “…”

“In the future, there will be a quarterly salary review system, and I will also give you raises based on your skills as appropriate.”

“Babe!” Lu Zhao was almost moved to tears. If it weren’t forbidden, she really wanted to give Ji Zhaoxi a giant bear hug right now!

“Babe, how can there be such a beautiful and kind-hearted boss in this world!”

“Having you is my blessing!”

Hearing that last sentence, Ji Zhaoxi strangely remembered a video she had seen online that used that exact line as a voiceover. Wasn’t that phrase usually meant sarcastically?

“…Stop flattering me.”

Ji Zhaoxi had a complicated expression as she said this. She thought back to Lu Zhao’s previous behavior—acting like a desperate “simp.” If it hadn’t been for netizens pointing out her behavior after a video was posted online, Ji Zhaoxi wouldn’t have suspected anything; she would have just thought those were normal ways to pursue someone.

Now that she looked at the internet herself, what was there not to understand? Lu Zhao had clearly learned all the wrong moves from the web!

Lu Zhao made a pained face but stopped talking. She silently moved to start massaging Ji Zhaoxi. Her silent appearance really conveyed a “I’m wronged but I won’t say it” vibe.

Ji Zhaoxi lay on the bed with her eyes closed, trying her best to relax her body. However, the moment Lu Zhao’s hands touched her, she couldn’t help but stiffen.

Lu Zhao knelt straddling her sides and placed both hands on her shoulders to knead.

“Relax a bit,” Lu Zhao said, squeezing her shoulders.

Ji Zhaoxi buried her face in the crook of her arm and slowly relaxed.

Sensing that Ji Zhaoxi’s body was no longer so stiff, Lu Zhao began to apply pressure. In truth, Lu Zhao’s massage technique was very good; she had clearly studied it. Every acupressure point was hit just right.

“Your shoulder and neck muscles are a bit hard. You should pay attention to relaxing during work and rub them yourself occasionally.”

Ji Zhaoxi found the massage very comfortable. She bit her lip to hold back any sounds.

She thought to herself: Lu Zhao’s hands are actually very skillful, and the pressure of the kneading is very pleasant.

“Babe, how’s my handiwork? Does it feel good?”

Without knowing which point Lu Zhao had pressed, a wave of numbness washed over Ji Zhaoxi’s body. A soft moan involuntarily escaped her lips.

It was a sigh—pleasant, and at the same time, quite alluring.

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