"By the way, do you guys know where I can learn massage?"
It was noon on December 4th. Dong Chengling didn't have morning classes and was cooking lunch. The three female university students, along with the guy who often wore slippers to mooch food, were all present. Out of the blue, the latter asked this question while eating.
Lin Xianyu, munching on a curry potato slice, blinked. "Hmm... Why do you want to learn massage, Big Brother Ren? Are you thinking of promoting it at the school infirmary?"
Gu Yueyan snorted. "Up to no good, as usual."
Ren Xingmei, however, suddenly put down her rice bowl. She rubbed her shoulders and sighed like an old granny. "Ah, I think I might have played games too much recently. My shoulders are a bit sore..."
Once Ren Xingmei said that, Lin Xianyu also chimed in, fussing, "Oh no, my chest is a bit heavy, and my shoulders are a bit sore too..."
Ren Xingmei's expression froze. She looked down at her own flat chest, not much better than Ren Suo's...
