224: The legendary fascia... Knife - 2 (Bonus Chapter)

After finally getting the aromatherapy to her satisfaction, she watched the white mist gradually spread under the dim lights. Smelling the fragrance that was hard to tell whether it was soothing or aphrodisiac, the atmosphere in the recovery room, instead of becoming "professional," became even more ambiguous.

Jiang Ye rubbed his nose and gave a light cough. "Um... Wanxing, what's... the process from here?"

"...Call me Coach."

"Yes, Coach!"

"..."

Lin Wanxing took a deep breath and tried to maintain a stern face. "Take off your shirt, roll your pants... up to your knees, and then lie face down on the massage bed."

"Understood!"

Jiang Ye casually pulled off his sweat-soaked quick-dry top and then reached for his pants... Lin Wanxing turned toward a nearby cabinet to get the Foam Roller, towel, and Massage Gun.

When she turned back with the items, the moment her gaze fell on the massage bed, her pupils constricted sharply, and her entire body froze in place.

On the bed, a man who was nearly naked, wearing only a pair of tight athletic boxer briefs, was sprawled out unabashedly. His entire B-side was presented before her eyes with almost no reservation.

Black lines instantly appeared over Lin Wanxing's head, and a surge of blood rushed to her brain. "Jiang! Ye! You..."

She had originally intended to demand, "Who told you to take off your pants?!" However, her gaze subconsciously swept downward and saw a bundle of... rolled-up athletic pants hanging around Jiang Ye's calves.

He had indeed followed her instruction to "roll up your pants."

It was just that this guy's method was to start from the top of his thighs and roll the pants down all at once until they reached his calves, perfectly achieving the literal meaning of "rolled up."

Lin Wanxing looked at Jiang Ye as he turned his face toward her with an innocent "What's wrong?" look. She felt her vision go dark, nearly losing her breath and fainting on the spot.

She suppressed the urge to curse and, through gritted teeth, corrected him one word at a time:

"Put. Your. Pants. On. Properly! Then, roll. Them. Up. From. The. Bottom! Understood?!"

"Oh, okay!"

A look of sudden realization appeared on Jiang Ye's face, as if he had only just understood her meaning. He curled his lip with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Coach, you should have been clearer. I wasted all that effort rolling them..."

Muttering to himself, he rolled over into a supine position.

Lin Wanxing watched helplessly as the B-side of those boxer briefs instantly became the A-side. Although there was fabric covering him, the contours beneath the tight material were still clearly visible.

Her cheeks flushed completely red in an instant. She jerked her head away, her voice changing pitch. "Hey! Jiang Ye! What are you doing!"

"Didn't you tell me to put my pants on and re-roll them?"

Jiang Ye glanced at her, his expression even more speechless. "How can I put them on while lying face down? Coach, can you be a bit reasonable?"

As he spoke, he got to work, unfolding the pants from his calves. Then, with a thrust of his hips, he neatly pulled the pants back up. Only then did he honestly start from the cuffs, rolling them up bit by bit until they reached his knees.

Lin Wanxing gritted her teeth through the entire sequence of his suffocating maneuvers, feeling like the mental composure she had cultivated through five years of yoga was facing an unprecedented challenge today.

After he finally lay back down properly, she took several deep breaths to barely suppress the urge to hit someone.

For the upcoming relaxation segment, Lin Wanxing made up her mind to maintain a stern face and finish it in the most professional and efficient manner.

First was Static Stretching, then foam rolling.

From the back to the legs, she did the B-side and then the A-side.

Just like every time before, whenever Lin Wanxing needed to lean over or passed near the side of Jiang Ye's head, she could always sense him twitching his nose lightly and quickly, as if he were sniffing something.

She felt that this guy was secretly smelling her scent.

This feeling of being fantasized about right to her face made her skin crawl, yet she couldn't catch any concrete evidence, leaving her to seethe in silence.

However, with Jiang Ye messing around again and again like this, the heart-fluttering ambiguity that initially filled the room had faded quite a bit. Lin Wanxing's attention was now entirely focused on "how to guard against this guy's shameless antics."

The relaxation segment soon neared its end.

Finally, it was time to use the Massage Gun.

Lin Wanxing picked up the heavy tool and pressed the switch. A low-frequency vibration hummed to life.

She took a deep breath and began to target the tight muscle groups in Jiang Ye's legs for percussive relaxation.

Unexpectedly, the process of using the Massage Gun was actually "easier" than the previous Static Stretching and foam rolling.

Because the device acted as a barrier, she didn't have to touch his skin directly; she only needed to control the pressure and position.

Lin Wanxing couldn't help but reflect—was it because this guy kept clamoring to use the Massage Gun that her subconscious felt using it would be giving him a huge advantage, thus creating her inexplicable resistance?

As she mechanically operated the Massage Gun, she stole a glance at Jiang Ye lying on the bed.

The guy had his eyes squinted with an expression of extreme bliss, his eyebrows practically flying up, and he was even humming a little tune as if he were enjoying some supreme earthly pleasure.

Seeing him like this, the bit of frustration that Lin Wanxing had just managed to calm down instantly transformed into a nameless fire.

So I'm the only one here on high alert, while you're enjoying yourself like some grand lord?

How can this be?!

She reached out and gave the back of his thigh a firm squeeze. Feeling the tightness of the muscle beneath her hand, she coughed lightly and spoke with feigned casualness:

"Jiang Ye, your hamstrings are a bit tight. It seems today's squats were quite effective. Do you want to... use a Fascia Knife to help treat them? Otherwise, they might be very sore later. Aren't we going out tomorrow? Let's not let this delay things."