Fang Zhou didn't refuse. He walked to the table, sat down, and began to enjoy the meticulously prepared meal. He ate quickly and voraciously, as if all the fatigue from the past several days was being released in that single moment. Before long, the lunch box was empty.

Satisfied, he cleaned up the dishes and glanced out the window. There was still some time before his afternoon classes, granting him a rare moment of leisure. Content, Fang Zhou lay down on the lounge sofa, savoring the tranquility.

At the same time, Instructor Su Xinyan quietly changed into an elegant, moon-white dress, the hem gently sweeping the floor as she sat down beside Fang Zhou. She closed her eyes, as if shedding her usual authority and toughness. She was no longer the awe-inspiring Golden Tier Mage, but more like a gentle, serene woman.

Seeing this, Fang Zhou felt driven by a strange impulse and slowly extended his hand. "Instructor Xinyan, you've worked hard too. Let me give you a massage."

His words were gentle and sincere, laced with a hint of care.

"Don't dawdle!" Su Xinyan responded softly, her body trembling slightly. Although her expression appeared calm, a glimmer of anticipation flashed in her eyes. Her rosy lips parted slightly, revealing an indescribable charm.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhou quickly got up and moved to Su Xinyan's side. He extended his left hand, gently placing it on her slender waist as he leaned in close to the beautiful instructor.

He whispered playfully in her ear, a teasing smile on his lips. "What, in a hurry?" As he spoke, he gently caressed her waist, the warmth of his breath brushing against her ear.

At this moment, Fang Zhou was a far cry from the serious and meticulous Mage Apprentice he usually was. He seemed to have transformed into a charming and dashing Minstrel.

Su Xinyan sat quietly, her breathing growing slightly rapid. Despite trying to maintain her outward composure, the turmoil within was evident.

"Behave yourself!"

Su Xinyan squeezed her eyes shut, saying nothing. The blush on her face grew more enticing under Fang Zhou's touch, and the warmth of his breath near her ear made her unconsciously squirm.

Seeing that Su Xinyan didn't object, Fang Zhou grew bolder. He reached under the hem of her dress, took her delicate feet in his hands, and began to massage them attentively. Su Xinyan had a slim figure, and her fair, tender feet were small enough to fit perfectly in one of his hands. Their soft touch was bewitching.

While kneading her feet, his gaze was fixed on her enticing lips as his other hand massaged its way up her smooth thighs. With her eyes shut, Su Xinyan couldn't tell if the slight trembling of her skin came from sensitivity or pleasure.

Soon, Fang Zhou leaned back against the sofa, pulling Su Xinyan's upper body into his embrace. Her slender, shapely legs, now resting on his lap, were flushed a mottled pink. His right hand gripped a delicate, flawless ankle, while his left hand roamed over her legs, occasionally pressing on specific acupressure points.

"Is that all the strength you have? Didn't you eat enough?" Su Xinyan suddenly struggled a little, her fair hand lightly tapping Fang Zhou's arm.

At her words, Fang Zhou released her ankle, repositioning her so she lay flat on the sofa. He then settled himself between her legs. He extended two fingers of his right hand and, after a moment of exploration, began to apply firm pressure.

The sudden attack sent a violent tremor through Su Xinyan's body. Her face flushed red as she turned her head aside, one hand flying to cover her mouth.

Fang Zhou worked his strong arms vigorously, rubbing the spot dozens of times before gathering his full strength and delivering a sharp slap with both hands.

SLAP!

"Ah!" Su Xinyan let out a muffled cry. Realizing what she'd done, she clamped her hand tightly over her luscious red lips. Her big, beautiful eyes glared at Fang Zhou with a mix of shame and indignation. "Did you have to use so much force? Are you trying to kill me?"

Fang Zhou lowered her slender legs and leaned over her. The pressure flattened her ample bosom against the luxurious Beast Hide sofa, creating a series of seductive curves.

"Instructor Xinyan, last time was too rushed, and with Xiaochan being a nuisance, I couldn't let you fully enjoy yourself," he said. "This time, I'll serve you properly."

Su Xinyan turned her head away, a mixture of shame and indignation on her face. It had already gone this far, and a part of her was reluctant to refuse the massage. But she didn't want to acknowledge him, either, hoping he would just finish quickly.

Sensing the sheen of sweat growing on the beautiful instructor's skin, Fang Zhou adjusted his position and slowly pressed his hands against her again. Again and again, his hot hands massaged and kneaded every inch of her body. His pace quickened, and the pressure of his hands grew stronger.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

This skillful massage technique wasn't something Fang Zhou had taught himself. He had grown up in the Cloud Welfare Institute, where Grandma Yun, in her younger days, used her own unique massage method on the children to promote their growth and development. After Grandma Yun grew old, the duty fell to Sister Wen Rou and Sister Wen Jiu, who had also massaged Fang Zhou. Having learned by observation and personal experience, Fang Zhou had naturally mastered Grandma Yun's secret technique.

Combined with his powerful Power Attribute—which was considerable for someone at the Apprentice Stage—the massage gave Su Xinyan an ecstatic, almost transcendent pleasure. Although Fang Zhou's massage couldn't increase her power given her Golden Tier strength, the pure physical pleasure it brought was a rare treat.

As for Fang Zhou, it had been a long time since he'd been able to unleash his massage skills so freely. Now, with Su Xinyan, his wish was finally granted. He held her tightly, muscles tensed, as he worked with intense focus. His palms applied more and more force, each press heavier than the last. Su Xinyan's brow furrowed, and her whole body flushed. The exquisite hem of her dress near her legs now showed dark patches where it had been soaked with sweat.

With another slap, a strange moan escaped from behind her tightly pressed hand. She threw her arms around Fang Zhou's torso, her legs trembling gently. Her fair, delicate feet arched, tensing helplessly.

Fang Zhou continued for another fifty or sixty repetitions, and Su Xinyan gradually adapted to the initial pain.

"Don't be afraid, Instructor Xinyan. Go ahead and cry out," Fang Zhou laughed. "Xiaochan and Hongzhuang aren't here, so no one will hear you."

He sat up, slid his hands under her knees, and lifted her slightly reddened body into his arms, carrying her toward the bedroom. "Come on, let's go somewhere more spacious."

On the chaise lounge, alluring moans could be heard intermittently. Su Xinyan kept her eyes squeezed shut, one hand covering her mouth, the other clinging tightly to Fang Zhou's arm. The Great Undead Mage's supposedly frail body thrashed uncontrollably under Fang Zhou's fierce massage, as if protesting the crude wildness of her young apprentice. Her soft, slender waist arched high off the lounge, and the intense spasms of her relaxing muscles left her mind completely blank.

Fang Zhou straightened up. Seeing Su Xinyan's usual composure completely shattered by his massage, he smiled with a hint of pride. Just like last time, he asked, "Feel good?"

Su Xinyan still hadn't fully recovered from the strange mix of pleasure and pain. She finally lowered her hand from her mouth, her moist, inviting lips slightly parted as she gasped for air as if she had just survived a disaster.

"You're clearly just a Mage Apprentice. How do you have so much strength?"

Su Xinyan had never in her life experienced such a forceful massage. Even when she had gone for spa treatments during her school days, the masseuses' movements were always gentle and precise. They were comfortable, to be sure, but they lacked the intensity Fang Zhou provided, making them seem bland by comparison.

Gradually, the trembling in Su Xinyan's body subsided.

"Are you done yet? If you are, it's time for class." Su Xinyan forced a neutral expression as she looked at Fang Zhou, though a hint of shyness remained in her eyes. She placed a hand on the chaise lounge, trying to support her weakened body.

Fang Zhou suddenly leaned forward, his eyes wide. "Done?"

"Instructor Xinyan, it hasn't even been half an hour. Why are you in such a hurry?

"Besides, class doesn't start for a while. We still have time."

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