Chapter 18 Drive-in Cinema
In the evening, the chubby girl Li Ying's appointment time was during the night rush hour.

The newly built Chemical Road is very wide, with six lanes in both directions and a dedicated bus lane.

Zhao Xiaochui didn't give up his seat, and he was squeezed onto the No. 561 bus by a group of middle school students. The elderly could do nothing about these energetic kids.

The drop-off point is Yaowahu. Across from the station is Yansha Outlet Mall, one of the earliest and largest outlet malls in Beijing.

This place isn't far from the massage parlor, but it's Zhao Xiaochui's first time visiting.

Moreover, the agreed location was Building C, an outlet mall for an internationally renowned brand. He didn't even dare to look at the clothes, let alone the prices.

The location was a braised fish restaurant, similar to Huang Ji Huang. Zhao Xiaochui had seen it on short videos but had never eaten there. This was the first time he had eaten at a restaurant with an average cost of over 50 yuan per person.

Even dining out with Liu Li wasn't this extravagant. It's not that Zhao Xiaochui is stingy, but rather that the girl's spending habits aren't focused on food.

"How about it?"

Zhao Xiaochui wolfed down his food, nodding vigorously, "Delicious~"

Li Ying thought to herself, "How could it not be delicious? Two pots of braised fish and chicken, plus side dishes, and this kid ate almost all of them."

Zhao Xiaochui had a good appetite, not only because someone was treating him, but also because the food looked delicious.

Look at the subtle glances coming from around you. Such a big, fair-skinned, and beautiful girl—she's clearly a woman with great fortune. What man wouldn't be tempted?

Zhao Xiaochui wasn't tempted; he simply appreciated her beauty. This chubby girl definitely fit the aesthetic standards of most Chinese men.

She's fat everywhere! If a man gets even a little close to her, he has to seriously restrain himself. Otherwise, the feeling of touching her would be absolutely incredible!
"Hello~"

A chubby hand waved in front of her eyes, and Li Ying said coquettishly, "What are you looking at?"

"Big chubby girl." Zhao Xiaochui spoke the truth. As mentioned in the short video, sincere praise is what women like the most. "You look so cheerful."

"Thank you~" Li Ying smiled, her face slightly flushed, and her right hand awkwardly brushed Long's hair back. She had heard plenty of nice words and flattery, but this was the first time she had heard such sincere words of kindness.

Of course, this was the first time Zhao Xiaochui had spoken so bluntly.

You could say he's invincible because he's without desires. He's a masseur, but what about this chubby girl?

He had no doubt that, after his responsible massage, this beautiful young woman from Beijing, the daughter of an official, would soon receive a crown-like blessing—an Olympic champion.

As long as she believes in him.

As long as she can cooperate as she did during the first massage.

At that time, as a member of the logistics team that won the championship, and as the team's actual health care and rehabilitation therapist, Zhao Xiaochui might actually be lucky enough to get an opportunity.

However, this is only the most ideal scenario that Zhao Xiaochui has in mind.

Reality, however, is clearly not as he imagined.

"Zhao Xiaochui".

"Ok?"

"How often can you get a massage like the one you had last time?"

"Internal energy massage?" Zhao Xiaochui understood the fat girl's question and shook his head, saying, "I can't do it even once in a long time, Li Ying. I'm not trying to fool you, but that was the first time I encountered such a situation after I discovered that I could do internal energy massage."

"What do you mean?"

“Doing that would harm both of us. At the time, my physical strength was almost completely depleted. It took me a long time to recover after returning to the massage parlor, and it wasn't until late at night that the signs of it reappeared in my body. As for you, a short period of physical recovery depletes your potential, which will harm your future health.”

Zhao Xiaochui had no idea that his fabrication perfectly matched Li Ying and Doctor Dong's suspicions.

"So what are your plans for my knees?"

"The priority is to maintain the status quo, and then gradually recover," Zhao Xiaochui said cautiously. "If you can let me join the team during the competition, I will do my best to help you achieve the best results."

His statement perfectly matched Doctor Dong's guess. Li Ying lowered her head slightly, sighed, and took out a data sheet from her bag and handed it to him.

Zhao Xiaochui took it and glanced at the data on it.

"In the 58kg class, my main rival's personal best this year."

"108 kilograms in the snatch?" Zhao Xiaochui was dumbfounded.

The Chinese are really damn tenacious! They were just two kilograms away from the world record, and there's more than one person who has achieved that!
"Now you know why I'm in such a hurry, right?" "..."

Zhao Xiaochui put down the report card and shook his head firmly: "There's no use in being anxious. I can roughly guarantee how many times you can lift in the competition when you're healthy, based on your best performance. But I can't guarantee anything else."

This was the biggest promise he could make, considering the chubby girl was pretty and even let him touch her thigh.

A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Li Ying's eyes, but she didn't continue the conversation. Smiling, she stood up, picked up her handbag, and amidst the envious glances of the men around her, took Zhao Xiaochui's hand and walked out the door.

Zhao Xiaochui's plan was for him to massage Li Ying's knees every day, not to make money, but to help Li Ying's knees recover gradually. This was the safest way to ensure there would be no risk of recurrence in the future. He told Li Ying that he could offer a discount on the home service fee.

Li Ying didn't answer him, but drove his huge SUV to a certain place.

West of Dongfeng Bridge, Maple Leaf Drive-in Cinema.

Zhao Xiaochui looked around. He hadn't expected that there would be such a luxurious place in the prime location of the East Fourth Ring Road.

They turned on the radio and tuned in. The two went to the spacious back row, where Li Ying generously took off one of her trouser legs, revealing pink underwear, and draped her fair and rounded thigh over Zhao Xiaochui.

"..."

"Just do it here?" As soon as the thigh was placed on top of him, Zhao Xiaochui reacted.

Li Ying remained silent, intently watching the movie through the windshield.

I'll wait for you at the end of time.

Compared to the male protagonist's ability to travel through time, Zhao Xiaochui's cheat ability seems incredibly weak.

He glanced at it and then stopped paying attention to the movie. The love story on the screen had nothing to do with Zhao Xiaochui; what mattered was working hard to earn money, because money brings love, and the more money you have, the more love you'll have.

Suddenly he thought of Liu Li.

Zhao Xiaochui couldn't feel any love from her. That girl was an oddball; being around her always made him feel like a pampered baby...

Zhao Xiaochui glanced discreetly at the pink underwear, then placed his warm right hand on Li Ying's knee to examine her.

Upon first contact, Zhao Xiaochui could clearly feel that the tender points and acupoints he had treated last time still had several streams of heat accumulating, which were silently circulating and slowly healing the wounds there.

He glanced at Li Ying, who was intently watching the movie.

Zhao Xiaochui opened his mouth but didn't say anything, focusing his attention on the girl's inner thighs.

Massage with your thumb.

Foot Taiyin Spleen Meridian.

Sea of ​​blood.

Trying to ignore the delicate feel, Zhao Xiaochui straightened his rounded thigh with his left hand, and quickly located the three acupoints: Dubi, Yinlingquan, and Yanglingquan.

Sweat quickly began to appear on his forehead.

This was in return for the chubby girl showing him her thighs to touch.

Feeling the warmth on her legs, Li Ying finally looked away, glancing at the sweat on Zhao Xiaochui's forehead, and pursed her lips:

"This is different from last time?"

“Yes, the effects from last time are still there,” Zhao Xiaochui replied in a low voice. “If you agree, I will check every day. In addition to using different techniques to consolidate the massage effect, I will promptly replenish the effect on the main acupoints if the effect disappears.”

"What about this time?"

"To help relieve the discomfort," Zhao Xiaochui replied, applying heat to several acupoints in his mind, gesturing for the chubby girl to put on her pants, and extending his hand.

The chubby girl's hands didn't feel good; they had calluses. Zhao Xiaochui paid attention to her wrists.

There are old wounds.

The diagnosis is poor circulation of Qi and blood.

Locate the tender points.

Push flat with your thumb.

(End of this chapter)

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