29 Mixed Feelings

Wuxing returned on top of the bed and sat on her back once again before he began to massage her shoulders. "Hey beautiful, where did the domineering and cool Miss Guan from before go?"

Instead of answering, she used her legs to hit the bed out of helplessness. He couldn't help but laugh at her childish behaviour. It turned out that even the coldest of women had times when they just want to be spoiled and act like little girls.

Hearing her mutter some gibberish under the pillow, Wuxing took her hands away from it and placed them along their body while pinning them with his thighs. Then, he rearranged the pillow so she would be more comfortable before continuing to massage her.

His hands gently rubbed her back with circular motions to loosen her stiff muscles. "Your muscles are really tight. You need to relax sometimes… so what were you saying just now?"

Dongmei laid her head to the side and muttered, "Nothing…"

Having a mother who could cook great meals and bake beautiful cakes, she was always embarrassed by her lack of talent in that area. She had tried many times to learn, but each time, she failed horribly.

In addition to that, her mother constantly told her that a good wife should know how to cook to make her husband happy not only in his heart but also in his stomach—and it made her really depressed.

Couldn't a definition of a good wife be good at killing and handling a gun instead?

While Wuxing worked on her back, he decided to give her a life lesson. "You know, we live in such an era where it's no longer a requirement for a woman to be a good housewife. It's a good plus, but if you can be good at something else, wouldn't that balance itself? You can always find yourself a man, who knows how to cook and will cook for you instead. With your beauty, it wouldn't be hard."

After his hands sucked away the tension from her stiff shoulders, his palms slowly dipped lower into her smooth back. Without aromatic oil, most massages wouldn't feel comfortable, but somehow, Wuxing managed well even without it. As a Seven Stars member, he was required to learn many supplementary skills that could somehow help him in future missions. Giving a massage was one of the most basic ones.

When she heard his advice, her eyes suddenly brightened, regaining their previous confidence. She realized that she was actually wrong this whole time—she had been looking at the situation with the wrong attitude!

"Right! Why should I be the one to spoil my husband in the future, if he can be the one to spoil me?" Dongmei thought out loud before thanking him for help. "Thank you, Wuxing. To think you would be a natural born advisor like this."

"Well, sometimes, you just need to look at the problem from another perspective and it will turn out that the problem is not actually a problem. You just need to change your mindset," Wuxing explained further before slipping his hands under her dress to massage her directly on the skin.

"Mhmm... right there... move a little lower…"

Dongmei didn't mind that and she moaned out loud because she was focused on the feeling of stress escaping from her body. However, with each of his strokes, her dress rolled upwards and soon, her whole back was exposed to him.

Hearing no resistance from her side, he continued to massage her. The more relaxed she was, the more leniency she would give him while he stayed here, which was his plan all along. At the same time, he had also gotten the privilege of touching her soft skin with her consent and to be honest, serving her like this wasn't that bad of a trade.

Click.

When Wuxing's fingers slipped under her bra straps, they suddenly popped, leaving her back bare. It was a one strip bra with only one hook supporting it at her back and his move caused Dongmei to shiver a bit, but his hands quickly calmed her down. Just like any woman, she liked to be spoiled and a good massage was just perfect.

With her bra gone, her ample breasts were showing on the sides, moving around alongside his strokes, which quite provoked him. He couldn't help but extend his hands to the sides and sneakily graze the sides of her back with his fingertips, going lower and lower.

"Mhmm…!"

Feeling the teasing on her side boobs, she let out a warning moan, but that didn't force him to back away. After a few more rubs, just when Dongmei was about to open her mouth to say something did he finally move his hands onto her lower back, as if he knew where was the bottomline, pushing her to her limits.

"I didn't ask you for anything yet as a prize from our game in the elevator," Dongmei mentioned out of the blue.

"Well, didn't you receive a lot of kisses and even a back massage now? I think you already received enough prizes," Wuxing moved with his hands towards her lower back and slightly extended his thumbs onto her butt, asking, "don't you think?"

"Pfft, you mean prizes for you? Don't think I didn't feel your sneaky advances. Aren't your hands on my butt right now?" Dongmei, burst out with a short laugh, exposing his shamelessness. She was not a shy girl, but Wuxing already rode on her limits for a while now.

"Okay, I won't deny that I enjoy teasing you. I'm glad you already acknowledged my actions. But I did tell you that I find you attractive. I won't lie to myself," Wuxing shrugged, confessing the truth and moved a bit to the back, exposing her butt to him, before asking, "See? Now, I want to rub your nice butt."

"Wait—"

Dongmei lifted herself up and cried out to stop him, inevitably leaving her bra on the bed, but it was too late. Wuxing did as he said he would and grabbed both of her buttcheeks into his hands, squeezing them as he wished.

"Wuxing!" Dongmei scolded his shamelessness right away and reached out to slap his hands away. Unfortunately, with that movement, her breasts swung together with her arm, showing him more than what she wanted and forcing her to fall back and squirm into her dress.

Wuxing used this time to give her one last gentle rub and a playful slap on the butt before jumping away from her, all the while laughing playfully. He actually enjoyed playing with her like this. It had been a while since the last time he allowed himself to have such enjoyment, so he didn't hold back knowing that he had a lot of time to spare in the next few days.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist myself," Wuxing said with a smile. Seeing her furious reaction, he proceeded to distract her, "Tell me, what do you want from me as a prize?"

Dongmei glared at him with her cheeks flushed and threw a pillow at him. She then called out sternly, ignoring his question, "Do you want to die? I think you are forgetting what situation you are in right now."

Her previous dominating attitude—the very one he cracked with his kisses earlier—had returned out of nowhere.

"Turn around!" Dongmei ordered him.

While he tried to think of how to salvage this situation, he realized she only wanted to wear back her bra as her dress was quite thin and tight-fitting, perfectly outlining the contours of her unsupported breasts, so he turned around willingly.

"Hey, I—" Wuxing tried to smooth talk her, but she cried once again, "No talking!" which made him regret pushing her this much. He had been sure she could take this much of teasing, especially when taking into consideration their intimacy so far.

'Damn, why did I do anything with her at all? She is too unpredictable. If she kicks me out now, it will ruin my plan…' Wuxing cursed in his mind, realising he might have indeed gone too far.

After Dongmei finished putting back on her bra, she turned to him and shouted once again while pushing him with her palm on his back. "Walk forward!"

Wuxing listened to her and cleverly stayed silent. He didn't want to irritate her more. She pushed him forward towards the kitchen before calling out, "Turn around!"

Feeling quite bad about his behaviour, Wuxing turned around to apologize. "Okay, listen, Dongmei, what do you want? If saying that I'm sorry is not eno—"

But then, he stopped himself when he realized that the lady doctor didn't look mad at all but was actually wearing a cheeky smile on her face.

"Ha ha ha!" Dongmei covered her mouth as she laughed at him, which made him speechless. "If only you could see the look on your face just now! You were so serious!"

"Ha-ha, very funny," Wuxing faked a laugh. However, his face did not look happy at all. "Are we cool, then?"

"No, we are not. You should not have touched my butt." Dongmei shook her head before choosing how to properly punish him. "Hmm, as punishment, you will cook and do massages for me every day. I'm hungry right now and it's already late. Cook me something light. How about pancakes?"

"You… want me to make you pancakes?" Wuxing asked to confirm, surprised at how quickly the conversation shifted as if nothing major happened.

"Mhmm, you said I need to find myself a man who can cook, but there is no one else available right now, so I will have to make do with you. You go familiarize yourself with the kitchen. I'm going to the bathroom."

Afterwards, Dongmei nodded in satisfaction and skipped towards the bathroom happily.

As soon as she closed the doors, she approached the sink, splashed cold water onto her face and then looked in the mirror with a confused expression. She didn't know what was going on with her today. When Wuxing touched her all around, she actually didn't mind any of his advances at all...

'I'm probably just thinking too much. I have never interacted with any man this closely." Dongmei could not help but think as she dried her face with a towel.

"Maybe, that's the issue? But what if he is the one? I still have time to choose...'

Recalling all of her interactions with Wuxing, especially their long kisses, she decided to test her feelings in the next few days. She didn't care about her future this much, but with the arrival of Wuxing, Dongmei started thinking of changing it if needed.