Lin Yiren stood stiffly in the room, like she was being punished, watching Lin Mo and Yu Die take their Customer Robes and head toward the neighboring Private Room.
“Later I need to get a deep beauty treatment set. My face’s been so sallow lately from staying up late writing.”
“I’ll recommend you one—it works wonders for people like us who always stay up late.”
“Hehe, no wonder your skin is so good, Die-jie.”
“Oh, it’s not…”
Their voices grew softer, fading away as the door to the next room closed behind them.
Deng Min, in her slippers, also walked into the changing room, holding the door open and saying to her, “Yiren, I’ll change first, then.”
Not long after, the sound of water pattered down.
Lin Yiren turned her back to the changing room and focused her attention on the room.
The Private Room wasn’t big. The lighting was bright white, surrounded by a circle of pale blue Curtain, and in the center were two pale purple Beds. At the back was a Small Room for showering and changing clothes.
Beside one Bed stood a Support Stand with a Lamp attached to it.
In the corner of the room sat a Machine with a Screen, looking very high-tech.
Lin Yiren’s small mouth hung slightly open—was it really possible to do so many procedures on such a small face?
She’d always thought picking a Strong Oil-Control Cleanser counted as deep cleaning.
The door behind her opened. Deng Min came out, toweling her hair, a mist of water clinging to her.
“Yiren, your turn to change.”
“Mm…”
Lin Yiren avoided looking at Deng Min, who was stretching in her loose Customer Robe. She grabbed her clothes and hurried in with her head down.
Still so shy, Deng Min thought with a smile as she watched the deer-like girl dash away, lowering her stretched arms so the robe again covered her pale waist.
“Time to really relax.”
***
In the Shower Room, Lin Yiren crossed her hands and gripped the hem of her T-shirt, lifting it up in one go. The T-shirt slipped past her waist and into her hands.
Flicking the hair out of her eyes, Lin Yiren looked at the girl in the mirror, wearing only Innerwear and Jeans, and let out a gentle breath.
Just a few months ago, she was going out to play arcade games with boys at parties; now, she stood bare-shouldered in the beauty salon’s Shower Room.
She slipped off her Innerwear, hugging her chest.
She really was quite pretty now—the type her former boy self would have liked. It was only natural to take good care of herself.
She still felt a little… jittery.
Lin Yiren stopped looking at her reflection, cheeks tinged with red, quickly pulled off her pants, and ran under the showerhead, flicking the switch with a quick hook of her finger.
Warm water poured down, flowing along the curves of her body to the floor.
When she came out dressed, Deng Min was scrolling on her phone by the Bed.
Hearing her approach, Deng Min looked up and said, “I’ll call the Beautician now… Wow, Yiren, you’re really well-endowed!”
Deng Min’s eyes lit up, instantly drawn to that full figure.
Lin Yiren covered her chest, her body steaming with heat.
There weren’t even buttons at the top of this robe, and somehow it hadn’t looked this revealing when Deng Min wore it just now.
“I’m going to the Bed first.” She hurried over, flipped back the quilt, and lay down.
So cute, no wonder Chen Zhaoyue looked so blissful whenever she mentioned Lin Yiren. But after being together so long, hadn’t they done everything already? Still so shy?
Deng Min laughed inwardly and called the Beautician.
***
Not long after, two young women in pink Beautician uniforms pushed in a Cart loaded with Bottles, jars, and various tools.
They first checked a list of items Lin Yiren didn’t understand.
Then, one of the girls came over to Lin Yiren’s Bed and said, “Hello, you can call me Xiao Chen. Let’s begin.”
Xiao Chen, the corners of Lin Yiren’s mouth twitched up slightly—same surname as a certain Miss.
Xiao Chen first put Lin Yiren’s long hair up and wrapped it in a towel, then took a Little Towel, sprayed some liquid from a Bottle onto it, and gently wiped Lin Yiren’s face.
When she was done, Xiao Chen saw that the girl’s bright eyes were still watching her, so she smiled and said, “For the next step, please close your eyes.”
Oh, so I have to close my eyes.
Lin Yiren closed her eyes.
Without her sight, touch became more vivid.
She felt two cool Little Towels laid over her eyes. Xiao Chen seemed to be mixing something; by her ear came a sticky, foamy sound.
Then a small brush dabbed with foam gently brushed her face. Before long, her whole face was covered with foam—ticklish, but also like giving her face a bath, so comfortable.
A pair of hands touched her chin and began to slowly massage from her chin upward, as if giving her a facial massage, with special attention paid to her delicate Star Jade.
After a few minutes, a pair of soft Facial Sponges pressed to her face, absorbing away the foam as they gently swept over every corner.
After cleaning, the Facial Sponges were removed.
“Next, we’ll hydrate your skin.”
“Mm…” came a soft reply.
Lin Yiren just felt that her face was so comfortable, and Xiao Chen’s massage technique was wonderfully soothing.
It seemed there was Music playing in the room, too. She let her mind and body relax, noticing the gentle sound of pure Music filling the Private Room.
***
She didn’t know how much time passed.
“All done, our service is finished.”
Lin Yiren groggily opened her eyes.
She could still feel the alternating sticky and cool sensations on her face, along with Miss Xiao Chen’s thoughtful massage—it had nearly lulled her to sleep.
The Beauticians bowed to them and pushed the Cart out.
So comfy~
Lin Yiren’s eyes were misty, as if a layer of water vapor had settled there. She couldn’t help stretching, legs straightening out on the Bed.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Deng Min was already up.
“Deng Min-jiejie, you go change first.”
“Mm.”
But Deng Min didn’t get up right away, instead grinning at her.
“Yiren, you’re exposed~”
Lin Yiren looked down and saw her robe had slipped, revealing a faint curve below her collarbone.
She quickly clutched the collar and turned away.
“Hahaha, so shy—we’re all girls here.”
Halfway through laughing, Deng Min suddenly had a look of realization. “Is it because Chen Zhaoyue always ambushes you?”
The girl with her back turned stayed silent.
Deng Min couldn’t hide her smile as she went to shower.
After regrouping with Yu Die and the others, the group left the beauty salon.
Lin Yiren felt her face cool and moist, and her whole body still warm. So girls could enjoy such thoughtful, comfortable service?
Stretching and relaxing, she pulled out her phone, untouched for a long while.
A message was waiting.
Tap—
Chen Zhaoyue: Where are you?
Chen Zhaoyue: I’ll come pick you up. Let’s go get Xing Yao together.
Chen Zhaoyue: ?
The timestamp was half an hour ago.
Lin Yiren felt a pang of guilt, her muscles—which had just relaxed—tense again.
She suddenly remembered that day when she had “neglected” the young miss to eat out with Shen Que, and got pinned to the sofa as punishment.
That same odd, ticklish feeling seemed to rise from her feet again.
Hurriedly, she sent Chen Zhaoyue her location, telling her she’d wait here.
Two seconds later, a reply: “Mm.”
Why always just “Mm…”
Lin Yiren turned her phone’s alert to max and put it back in her Jeans.
“Let’s go have dinner together,” Lin Mo suggested.
“Sorry, someone’s picking me up soon,” Lin Yiren replied.
Lin Mo looked a little disappointed, then suddenly brightened. “Is it your partner, Yiren?”
Before Lin Yiren could answer, Deng Min cut in: “Isn’t it obvious? We’d better clear out and not be third wheels.” With that, she dragged Lin Mo off, waving goodbye to Lin Yiren.
Lin Mo waved back longingly, and Yu Die added, “See you next time,” before following.
Only Lin Yiren remained by the roadside, kicking at the stone bollards while she waited.
The hottest part of the afternoon had already passed. Now, the sunlight was gentler, the ground still warm beneath her feet, making her feel pleasantly languid.
Did I look especially different just now? she wondered.
A car horn sounded. Lin Yiren looked over.
A Luxury Car pulled up in front of her. The back window rolled down, revealing a beautiful face.
“Get in,” said Chen Zhaoyue.