417: Chapter 406 Massage 417: Chapter 406 Massage “Just what the hell was with Li Shishi’s hand always resting on my waist,” Song Yun wondered, as the other girls acted as if they hadn’t seen anything, allowing Li Shishi to freely knead the soft flesh on his waist under the table.
After finishing the meal, Song Yun hurriedly ran to the counter to pay the bill.
The dinner had been unbearably awkward, and it was better to head home quickly.
Having driven all the girls back home, Song Yun let out a sigh of relief.
If he had encountered Wu Xin after the meal, he really wouldn’t have known what to say.
After changing into new clothes upstairs, Song Yun sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, boredly watching TV while the girls and Song Yuxue huddled together, chatting about something.
Flipping through the channels, he stumbled upon an evening news report.
It was about the Sunan police department cracking down on a tomb raiding gang, arresting over a hundred people.
The exposure of this tomb raiding incident had drawn the attention of the higher-ups, who demanded that these tomb thieves be severely punished.
Seeing this news, Song Yun cracked a smile.
It seemed like Heaven Sect was finally taken down by Wang Dong.
He had been curious why Wang Dong hadn’t gone after the people from Heaven Sect, and it turned out he had been deploying a strategy in the dark all along.
He had to admit, Wang Dong did a great job.
Speak of the devil—just as he thought of Wang Dong, his phone rang.
Answering the call, Song Yun laughed, “Director Wang, you seem to be quite formidable these days.”
“There’s nothing formidable about it.
I’m still riding on your and the teacher’s coattails,” Wang Dong said from the other end.
“I’ve finished dealing with the Heaven Sect issue.
The higher-ups are indeed very concerned about it.
Heh, I owe it to your intelligence.”
“That’s too modest.
I’m just an informant.
You’re the ultimate decision-maker,” Song Yun humbly replied.
“Your path to promotion ought to be smooth from here on out.
Keep up the good work, and I guarantee you’ll get another promotion before you retire.”
“Alright.
I’ve come to realize something over this period: Even if you don’t take sides, as long as you genuinely work for the people, no one dares touch you.”
“Right, glad you understand that.
Keep an eye on Fierce Tiger for me lately, I’m afraid they might be up to something.”
Since Song Yuxue hadn’t slept well the night before, she went to bed early with Li Yueyue.
Song Yun took out a sheet of paper and began to write down the current situation in Sunan, followed by a list of names.
Looking at the paper densely packed with names, Song Yun lit another cigarette and muttered, “Next is drawing connections, huh?
What are Fierce Tiger’s recent moves all about, and just how close are Long Tiantian and Gulang to each other?”
Just as Song Yun was about to connect the corresponding people, the cigarette from his mouth was snatched away.
Glancing up, he saw Li Shishi looking at him with a face of resignation, “Smoke less; it’s bad for your health.”
“Okay, I’ll listen to you,” Song Yun said with a smile, not arguing, and then continued with his work.
“Huh, you’re drawing connections?
That’s not right; you’ve connected these people wrong,” Li Shishi said as she sat beside him.
“According to me, the Bai Family line should connect to you, while Fierce Tiger’s line shouldn’t be connected at all—they should be set aside.
And this…”
Song Yun watched as Li Shishi gesticulated and discussed the relationship between the people on the paper; he blankly handed her the pen.
She didn’t mind, took the pen, and started writing and drawing.
Song Yun just looked on, and after a while, he realized that Li Shishi really had insight—on the matter of the Bai Family, her annotation on the paper was that they lacked strength and should not be made enemies.
She also wrote down the benefits the Bai Family could bring to him.
The two busied themselves until after eleven at night.
Looking at the paper filled with Chinese characters, Song Yun chuckled and said, “I never expected you to have such a great strategic mind.
It would really be a waste if you didn’t make something of yourself.”
“Hmph, now you know how capable I am,” Li Shishi pouted, yet her face couldn’t hide her pleasure.
“Yes, yes, my Shishi is the most capable.
To reward you, the hero, I plan to give you a thorough massage tonight,” Song Yun said with a mischievous smile.
“Who’s yours, shameless,” Li Shishi rolled her eyes at Song Yun.
“Looking at that bad expression on your face, I know you’re up to no good.”
“How can you say that about me?
I only want to relieve you of your fatigue with martial arts techniques lost to the Martial World for many years,” Song Yun said with a feigned grievance.
“Am I stupid, or are you stupid?
We’ve been living under the same roof for so long, and I’ve never seen you give anyone a massage,” Li Shishi said irritably.
“If you want to take advantage, just say so.
Don’t dress up your sleazy intentions so nobly.”
“Okay, okay, I’m the sleazy one, right?
If you don’t want to enjoy it, forget it,” Song Yun said as if he was very angry, and went upstairs, leaving behind an inscrutable silhouette.
Li Shishi propped her hands on her chin and murmured, “Could this rascal really know how to massage?
Whatever, I should just go up and see.”
As soon as Song Yun lay on the bed, he saw Li Shishi enter wearing pajamas.
He suppressed a laugh and said sternly, “Didn’t you say you didn’t trust me?
Why come looking for me then?”
“I never said I didn’t trust you; I was just making an assumption,” Li Shishi said with an embarrassed laugh.
“Song Yun, I’m really looking forward to your massage skills.
My shoulders have been aching lately; give them a good rub.”
“I can’t massage; I just wanted to take advantage of you,” Song Yun turned his head away in feigned annoyance.
“Aww, you never said before that you could massage, that’s why I misunderstood,” Li Shishi approached and coquettishly tugged at Song Yun’s arm.
“I was wrong, okay?
I shouldn’t have doubted you.”
Li Shishi rarely acted spoiled towards Song Yun, and this threw Song Yun into a flurry of thoughts.
Damn it, was he really about to take some advantage?
Turning his head back with a serious expression, he said, “Have you really thought this through?
You know, if I massage you, there might be some knocking and bumping, and you better not blame me after you’ve enjoyed it.”
Hearing this, her face suddenly turned scarlet, and she glared at Song Yun, “What do you mean ‘after I’ve enjoyed it’?
Whether it’s enjoyable or not, that’s another matter.
Just start massaging me.”
“Then get on top first,” Song Yun said as he made room.
Once Li Shishi obediently lay down, Song Yun placed his hands on her snow-white, silky neck, gently kneading it.
Song Yun didn’t just haphazardly massage.
He used pressure points around the neck that could relax the muscles, combined with some Inner Qi, to achieve the best effect.