Why Suffer for This Distress (GL) - Chapter 29
“Don’t overthink it, I just wanted to seriously serve our Great King He this one time, to reward you for your obsession with me all these years.”
Su Xiyan was still talking nonsense, grinning widely, looking extremely pleased with herself. He Jingmo looked at her, narrowed her eyes, “What did you say?”
The smile on Su Xiyan’s face froze, a chill ran down her spine. Looking at He Jingmo’s displeased expression, she swallowed, “I said I want to give you a massage to relax.”
“Hmph.” He Jingmo snorted. Who’s afraid of whom? She tossed her hair and walked towards the bedroom. Su Xiyan eagerly followed her, feeling more and more that He Jingmo had the air of a queen. Seriously, such a lovely and appealing person, why didn’t she feel it before? If she had made her move sooner, would it be her turn to be so arrogant and put on airs? At this moment, she would probably be tossing and turning intimately under her. Su Xiyan vigorously shook her head. What was wrong tonight? Why were so many inappropriate thoughts swirling in her mind?
“Come here, weren’t you going to give me a massage?”
Great King He lay down on the living room sofa and gave the order. Her long hair spread over the sofa, and the way she raised her eyebrows to look down on people was becoming more and more commanding. She looked at the dawdling Su Xiyan with dissatisfaction. Su Xiyan sensed her impatience and quickly walked over, nodding, “Mhm, wait a moment.”
With that, she squatted down and pulled out a box of essential oils from under the living room coffee table. Su Xiyan smiled and wiped her hands with a wet wipe, “All set.”
“Quite professional.”
“Yeah, I prepared it in advance.” Su Xiyan was flattered by the compliment and, without thinking, blurted out the truth.
“Prepared in advance? Tsk tsk, you’re quite the prophet.”
He Jingmo’s compliment was cool and sarcastic. Su Xiyan only caught the literal meaning and nodded happily, “Of course. I knew this day would come. Today, I’ll let you enjoy professional-grade service. My technique is absolutely top-notch.”
“Oh? How many people did you massage to develop such professional technique?”
He Jingmo asked slowly and deliberately, her gaze fixed on Su Xiyan. Su Xiyan was defeated and looked at Su Xiyan gloomily. She wondered why this person was being so kind? Turns out she was waiting for her here.
“Never mind that. Let’s start.” Su Xiyan decided to sweep away all contempt with her actions. He Jingmo nodded and turned onto her stomach.
Su Xiyan looked at the fully dressed person lying on the sofa and pouted, “How can I massage you like this?”
“What?” He Jingmo was too lazy even to turn over, “How should I be?”
“I need to use essential oils.”
Su Xiyan carefully chose her words, not wanting to leave He Jingmo with the bad impression of being a pervert again. He Jingmo’s voice was still listless, showing no sign of vigilance, “Mhm, use it.”
“…But.” Su Xiyan looked at her awkwardly, “How can I use essential oils when you’re wearing clothes? It will get all over you, and I won’t wash your clothes, you know.”
“…”
Now He Jingmo understood. She turned around and looked at Su Xiyan expressionlessly. Su Xiyan felt embarrassed under her gaze. This time, she was truly being wronged. She genuinely just wanted to give He Jingmo a relaxing massage. He Jingmo hadn’t rested since coming home and had been cooking for her. She had to show her gratitude somehow. Unfortunately, Su Xiyan felt like snow was falling all around her. Once the pervert hat was on, it was impossible to take it off.
“Jingmo, don’t look at me like that… It makes it seem like I’ve done something.”
“You never have good intentions.” He Jingmo glared at her. This person was relentlessly difficult. Su Xiyan was unhappy, “What are you talking about? Your own thoughts are too filthy, which is why you’re misinterpreting me. What could an innocent child like me possibly do to you? I’ve kept myself pure for you all these years, after all.”
“Kept yourself pure for me?” This statement made He Jingmo feel somewhat better. Su Xiyan nodded, “Exactly. No one has ever touched me except you.”
“Oh please. You were admired by a crowd of senior and junior students in college. Holding hands and things like that were common. How are you as pure as you claim?” He Jingmo couldn’t help but sound sour. Su Xiyan was indignant, “How can you doubt my innocence? I only considered them friends. Is there a problem with holding hands between friends? Other than that, I never did anything!”
“Tsk, you talk as if it were true.” He Jingmo was completely immersed in the sea of jealousy and couldn’t swim out. Her heart ached when she recalled Su Xiyan’s sunny smile toward countless senior and junior students in college, and the numerous seeds of secret admiration she had sown. She had no right to be jealous before, but now, she could openly express her sourness.
Seeing that He Jingmo was being arrogant again, Su Xiyan hugged her leg and whined, “No way! You can’t doubt my innocence. I’ll prove it to you.”
“How will you prove it?” He Jingmo raised an eyebrow at Su Xiyan. Su Xiyan looked up, gazing at He Jingmo with watery eyes, “Why don’t you take me?”
“…”
He Jingmo watched Su Xiyan’s face alternate between red and white, constantly changing. Su Xiyan was amused by her shyness and collapsed onto the sofa laughing, almost to the point of tears. Oh my, how can someone be so shy? Looking at the person twisted with laughter on the sofa, He Jingmo sneered and nodded:
“Fine.”
“Huh?”
Su Xiyan’s laughter instantly ceased. She stared at He Jingmo in shock, her mouth still agape. He Jingmo leaned forward, reached out, and lifted Su Xiyan’s chin, “Since you are so persistently inviting, it wouldn’t be right for this Great King to disappoint your deep affection. Tonight, I shall reluctantly take you.”
“Are you kidding?” Su Xiyan’s face was burning hot. She slapped He Jingmo’s hand away, coughed twice, “Massage, massage.”
“Didn’t you say you couldn’t massage without taking off your clothes?” He Jingmo looked at Su Xiyan with interest. What’s wrong? Is she only brave with words but incapable of real action?
Su Xiyan sensed He Jingmo’s provocative tone. She looked up, baring her teeth, “Can’t you be a little more innocent? Is taking off clothes for a massage that hard? If it were pure me, I wouldn’t even blink.”
“Really?” He Jingmo asked with a smile. Su Xiyan nodded, “Of course!”
“Alright, I’ll give you a massage.” He Jingmo sat up from the sofa and took the essential oil from Su Xiyan’s hand. Su Xiyan looked at her, somewhat confused, “Huh?”
“Huh what? Pure you, hurry up and take off your clothes.” He Jingmo smiled and wiped her hands with a tissue. Su Xiyan looked at her, licked her lips. It’s over, she’s been tricked again.
“What’s wrong, is there a problem?”
He Jingmo asked very considerately. Su Xiyan bit her lip, then stubbornly raised her chin, “No problem!”
She was stuck between a rock and a hard place now. Under He Jingmo’s gaze, Su Xiyan slowly, like an old ox pulling a cart, began to take off her dress.
“Why are you dawdling? Hurry up!”
He Jingmo was impatient with the waiting and frowned, urging her. Su Xiyan bit her lip, feeling like she was being forced into immorality.
Finally, the dress was taken off. Su Xiyan, now only wearing a bra, immediately lay face down on the sofa in embarrassment, playing dead, unmoving. He Jingmo found her demeanor amusing and reached out to pinch her once.
“Tsk tsk, really tender.”
“Of course!” Su Xiyan was made awkward by the tingling sensation from the fingertips and used her loud voice to distract herself. He Jingmo enjoyed stroking Su Xiyan’s smooth, jade-like back while lamenting, “If this were hung up for sale at a butcher shop, it would definitely be prime lean meat.”
“…”
Su Xiyan gritted her teeth and took a deep breath. I’ll endure! He Jingmo, you better hope you never fall into my hands for life! If I ever catch you, I’ll definitely torment you to death!
He Jingmo gazed obsessively at the glistening back. Because of the essential oil, her entire back shimmered faintly. Under the light and set off by the seductive curves, it was especially alluring. Breathing became momentarily difficult. He Jingmo stroked her tirelessly, over and over again, in repeated motions.
Su Xiyan was heating up all over from the stroking and didn’t dare to resist. But when that hand moved further and further down, she couldn’t help but groan, “Who massages like this…”
“Oh? How should I stroke?” He Jingmo asked while increasing the pressure of her hand, stroking down the shape of the spine. Her hand would occasionally slip to the side of the body due to the slippery oil, touching that soft mound. So soft…
At this point, Su Xiyan was on the verge of tears. Not only was her face completely red, but the wet sensation between her legs was gradually spreading. Although she was inexperienced, she knew this was a sign of arousal. But she didn’t want to appear too indecent. After all, in Su Xiyan’s mind, He Jingmo was always pure and reserved, and wouldn’t deliberately seduce her. That hand must have genuinely slipped accidentally.
Gradually, He Jingmo could see with her naked eye that Su Xiyan’s skin had turned the color of a crab shell under her gentle stroking. The mix of snowy white and pink further heightened her desire. She felt thirsty and picked up the nearby teacup for a drink.
“I want a drink too.” Su Xiyan pleaded pitifully. She hated herself for causing this trouble by insisting on massaging He Jingmo. These few minutes felt like she was being steamed and baked over a fire, suffering in agony, without experiencing any of the promised comfort of a massage.
“Good.” He Jingmo didn’t make things difficult for her this time and poured a cup of water, handing it to her mouth. Because Su Xiyan was lying on her stomach on the sofa, it was inconvenient to reach the cup. She drank the water awkwardly with He Jingmo’s help. He Jingmo was annoyed by the repeated movements of her lips, and her hand trembled, spilling the entire cup of water onto Su Xiyan’s face.
“…” Su Xiyan wanted to cry, looking at He Jingmo with a face full of tea. He Jingmo quickly apologized, reaching out to wipe it, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
This made things even worse. It would have been better not to wipe. The wiping spread the essential oil all over Su Xiyan’s face. The long hair on her forehead was now completely stuck to her face. The tea mixed with essential oil on her face made her look exactly like someone exhausted after intense, rough lovemaking.
Just as He Jingmo was frantically wiping Su Xiyan’s face, a “click” sound of a door opening was heard, accompanied by the sounds of He Ranran and Su Nan giggling. The two froze simultaneously, stuck to the sofa as if nailed there, unable to move.