Brigitte noticed someone entering and slowly opened her hazy eyes.
When she discovered that besides Ah Yin, there were also Xue Di and Bing Di, she was immediately startled.
She quickly used her arms to prop herself up, trying to sit up.
But because all the bones in his body had been massaged by his apprentice until they were completely limp, he couldn't hold on and collapsed softly again.
Upon seeing this, Dongfang Jing couldn't help but laugh.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Brigitte buried her face in the towel in embarrassment and annoyance, thinking resentfully to herself.
That wicked disciple of mine dared to mock his master! I must punish him severely next time!
Dongfang Jing also noticed the three people who entered the bathroom.
Sister Yin had made the appointment beforehand, but why did Sister Xue'er and Sister Bing'er also come?
Hyotei's eyes darted back and forth between Higashikaze and Brigitte, and he asked suspiciously, "What...are you doing?"
Ah Yin, who was standing to the side, seemed afraid that they might have misunderstood something, so she quickly explained before Dongfang Jing could, "Ah Jing is giving us a massage to relieve our fatigue."
Dongfang Jing nodded, pointed to the massage bed under Biji, and continued, "This massage bed is made of century-old sandalwood. The wood is warm and has a calming fragrance. The bottom layer is made of dry and soft cloud velvet grass, the middle layer is made of moonlight silk brocade, and the top layer is covered with velvet petals."
He paused, then pointed to the exquisite little bottles placed on the table next to him.
"There are also azure clay for cleansing and exfoliation, and finely ground moonshine sand."
"As for what's on this table, it's called essential oil, which I developed using a variety of materials."
Dongfang Jing introduced Xue Di and Bing Di to them.
He often studied the intricacies of massage and relaxation.
Not for any other reason than to show respect to our teacher.
So for Brigitte and the others
Dongfang Jing is not only the family's top chef, but also a highly skilled personal massage therapist.
"So many kinds?" Hyotei was completely confused.
From building those bizarre sports cars to cooking unheard-of delicacies, and now these strange and relaxing gadgets...
Hyotei took a deep breath, put her hands on her hips, and asked seriously, "Tell me honestly, is there anything else you can't do?"
Dongfang Jing smiled and replied, "You flatter me, I only know a little bit."
After saying that, he turned to look at Ah Yin beside him: "Sister Ah Yin, it's your turn."
A-Yin nodded slightly, but her gaze turned to Hyotei and Yuki-tei, who were still standing at the door with curiosity in their eyes.
She suggested softly, "Jing, how about... you give them both a massage too? Didn't you make a spare massage bed?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing nodded, showing no objection.
His sisters are his elders who care about him, so it's only right that he show them some respect.
It all depends on whether they are willing or not.
Brigitte gradually recovered from the lingering tingling sensation.
She sat up straight, her face still flushed, and smiled, "Give it a try, Little Mirror's technique is amazing. You'll definitely experience a unique feeling~"
Hearing her say that, Hyotei and Yuki-tei became even more curious.
But they still didn't agree immediately.
This is inevitable, as Dongfang Jing, being a human male, will have direct contact with their bodies.
But when I think about the fact that this human is Dongfang Jing, my own younger brother, I can accept it.
Their initial resistance gradually dissipated.
After exchanging a glance, the two nodded in unison.
"Okay, let's give it a try."
Dongfang Jing realized it was getting late, and there were still three customers in line behind him.
If we do it one by one, it will take a very long time.
So he used his second soul skill, Mirror Image Imitation.
Two beams of blue and pink light separated from his body and coalesced into two identical clones beside him.
After the three women changed into loose-fitting sauna clothes, Dongfang Jing himself took charge of serving Xue Di.
He walked to the massage bed where Xue Di was, carefully washing his hands as he spoke with a pained expression.
"Sister Xue'er, please don't hit me if I hurt you anywhere."
Xue Di was curiously examining the massage bed when she heard this. She turned her head and asked, "From what you're saying, who hit you?"
"Who else could it be but Qiu'er?" Dongfang Jing said helplessly. "I was pressing on her waist at the time, and logically speaking, I wasn't using any force, so she shouldn't have felt any pain. But she suddenly punched me..."
As Dongfang Jing spoke, he guided Xue Di to lie down on the massage bed.
He picked up a soft, thin blanket and covered her body, leaving only the parts that needed to be operated on exposed.
He first rubbed his hands together to warm them, and then gently and quietly covered the middle area of Xue Di's shoulder blades.
Xue Di did not feel any pain.
On the contrary, a sense of peace and warmth came from where his palm touched, slowly flowing throughout his body, a very peculiar feeling.
About five minutes later, Xue Di noticed that Dongfang Jing had changed his position.
Those warm, powerful hands seemed poised to grab his feet.
For some reason, she felt inexplicably nervous, and her toes curled up unconsciously.
"Sister Xue'er, relax."
A gentle, reassuring sound came from the East.
Xue Di's tense body gradually relaxed. She closed her eyes, decided not to think too much, clear her mind, and quietly enjoy this unprecedented experience.
Dongfang Jing was also wondering which part of Xue'er's body would be more tired.
Like Master Biji, it's her feet and back.
Because she often walks in the forest and uses her wings to fly, these two parts of her body bear the greatest load.
But the Snow Empress was different; before she entered the human city, she had always been floating...
After pressing on her soles and calves, Dongfang Jing found that she did not have any particular abnormalities, only letting out a comfortable hum or two from her throat.
So next, he turned his attention to Xue Di's thighs.
The moment his palm touched the back of her thigh, Xue Di's entire body visibly tensed up for a split second.
Dongfang Jing's lips curled slightly as he discovered Xue'er's weakness.
He applied steady and continuous pressure with the base of his palm and the palmar muscles below his thumb, slowly pushing and pressing from behind Xue Di's knees all the way to his buttocks, along the back of his thighs and gluteal muscles.
Dongfang Jing's technique is just like that of an experienced master: steady and slow, with the force gradually increasing from shallow to deep.
Xue Di's body trembled even more violently.
Dongfang Jing noticed that Xue Di's current condition was almost exactly the same as when he massaged Wang Qiu'er's back before.
Without saying a word, Wang Qiu'er immediately met the attack with a Dragon Fist.
Xue Di, on the other hand, silently endured it.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Jing increased the pressure on his hands slightly.
After about ten minutes, Xue Di, who had buried her face in the soft towel, finally couldn't hold back anymore.
Just as Brigitte had said, as Dongfang Jing massaged her, an unprecedented and strange feeling swept over her entire body.
It was a tingling, sore, and slightly itchy sensation mixed together, making it completely irresistible to her!
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