“Then I’ll start.”
Jiang Niaoniao’s voice was still so gentle.
Linlin’s face stayed buried in the sofa cushion, her voice muffled.
“Mm.”
To be honest, she was a little nervous.
Although in her memories Niaoniao’s massages had always felt comfortable, this time seemed… a bit different?
Before she could figure it out, she felt Niaoniao’s hand gently brush aside the hair at the back of her neck.
Exposing the nape.
It felt cool.
Then a warm sensation pressed against it.
It was the essential oil.
Jiang Niaoniao rubbed the oil warm in her palms and then pressed it onto Linlin’s nape.
She started rubbing.
It hurt a little.
But Linlin figured she could endure it.
After all, she had gone through Xiran’s level of stuff—what was this little pain?
After a while, she slowly got used to Niaoniao’s strength.
It actually felt pretty good.
Warm, tingly, and her tense muscles gradually relaxed.
Then Niaoniao’s hands left her neck.
The area was warm, the oil slowly seeping into her skin.
Linlin was just about to relax a bit.
Suddenly, her back felt cool.
Niaoniao had pulled the blanket down.
Exposing Linlin’s smooth back.
“Linlin, the little top has to come off too.”
Niaoniao’s voice came from behind.
“I need to apply a hot towel first.”
Linlin was stunned.
Take off the bra?
She hesitated for a second.
But the neck massage earlier had felt really good, and Niaoniao had always been so gentle…
“Okay.”
She responded.
She reached behind her back, unhooked the white sports bra, and slowly took it off.
Although Linlin’s chest was very small, because she was lying face down on the sofa, gravity pulled it downward. From the side, you could still vaguely see a slight curve.
Probably… barely an A?
She set the bra aside and lay back down.
Face buried in the cushion.
A hot, wet sensation came from her back.
It was the hot towel.
Scalding hot, steam rising, it felt very comfortable on her back.
Jiang Niaoniao changed the towels several times.
She repeated it about three times.
Once Linlin’s back had turned pink and tender, she officially began.
At the start, it was still pretty normal.
Jiang Niaoniao’s hands, coated in essential oil, pushed downward from the shoulders, following the spine all the way to the waist.
The strength was just right—not too light, not too heavy.
Linlin felt so comfortable she wanted to hum.
But as it continued, something seemed off.
It hurt a little more.
Was it because this was her first time doing essential oil back opening?
Or was she too tense?
But Niaoniao asked from time to time.
“Linlin, is the pressure okay?”
“Does it hurt?”
Linlin muffled back “It’s fine” every time.
Who was she? She was Bai Linlin!
She was not going to yield to this little bit of strength.
Even though it really did hurt a bit, she could endure it.
After all, she had her pride.
But Niaoniao seemed to sense something.
Linlin’s shoulders would tighten every time she applied more force.
She was forcing herself to hold on.
So Niaoniao changed her technique.
It became gentler.
And a little… stimulating.
For example, her fingernails would lightly scrape down Linlin’s back, sliding from the shoulders all the way down.
It was ticklish.
Linlin trembled all over, almost crying out.
But she held it in.
She just buried her face deeper.
Niaoniao kept massaging.
Her technique grew stranger and stranger.
…
Linlin’s ears started to burn.
Her face grew hot too.
But she still did not speak.
She just kept her face buried tightly.
Soon Niaoniao seemed to feel it was not enough.
…
When it touched her, Linlin let out a tiny sound.
She could not control it.
“Mmm…”
Her face grew even redder.
She did not know if this was a normal step in the massage.
After all, this was her first time doing essential oil back opening.
She had no experience.
She did not understand anything.
So Linlin decided not to think about it.
She just wanted to end this embarrassing and ambiguous atmosphere as quickly as possible.
While she was thinking that, she suddenly felt the hands on her back leave.
Linlin was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.
But then the blanket on her body was pulled lower.
Much lower.
Linlin felt a coolness below her waist.
Then she realized the upper half of her pink-and-blue striped panties was exposed.
Bare in the air.
Bare in front of Niaoniao’s eyes.
Linlin’s mind went blank.
Before she could react, she felt the edge of her panties being gently tugged.
Pulled downward.
…
“W-Wait!”
Linlin’s voice cracked.
She jerked her head up, face burning red.
“I-Isn’t this back opening? W-Why does that area need massaging too?!”
Niaoniao’s hands paused.
She looked at Linlin’s panicked expression, her voice still so gentle.
“Linlin, massaging the buttocks is completely normal.”
Linlin turned her head to stare at her, eyes clearly saying You’re lying.
Then, to dispel Linlin’s doubts and satisfy her own urges, Niaoniao pulled out a wet wipe, cleaned the oil from her hands, and took out her phone from her pocket.
She swiped a few times, then held the screen in front of Linlin.
“Linlin, look up.”
Linlin stared at the screen.
It was playing a massage tutorial video.
In the footage, a person lay on a massage table covered with a towel.
The masseur was working on her back.
Then the camera moved downward.
In the tutorial steps, there really was a section for massaging the buttocks.
The masseur in the video did it very professionally, and the person being massaged showed no special reaction.
Linlin was stunned.
It… it really had that step?
Niaoniao watched her dazed expression, the corners of her mouth curving up.
“If Linlin is shy,”
she said softly.
“Would you like me to play some anime for you? You can watch and distract yourself.”
She paused.
“I’ll make Linlin feel very comfortable.”