Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 250 Spending the Night Together in One Room

Ouyang Yun had repeatedly told Mu Qingyang that he should not watch late-night movies before he was mentally prepared, and he should not miss the closing time of the school dormitory for any reason.

But young people always have a rebellious spirit.

After years of passively accepting his fate, Xiao Mu finally showed a bit of rebellion after regaining his confidence.

When I came out of the theater after watching the movie, it was already 11:20, and the dormitory building had long been closed.

Mu Qingyang didn't understand the plot of the movie because Zeng Wenjie was annoying. He kept rubbing and scratching her legs, making her legs itchy and her heart inexplicably itchy as well.

Moreover, she was sitting in the back row, with hardly anyone around, and she kept getting hugged and kissed, which kept her mind in a daze, and she couldn't concentrate on the plot at all.

Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers and said, "Come on, let's go do something more relaxing!"

Mu Qingyang blinked and asked softly, "What kind of project is that?"

Zeng Wenjie pointed to a sign in the distance, and Mu Qingyang looked at it and saw four characters: "Weibu Foot Massage".

"I'll take you to enjoy a foot massage, have a nice good night's sleep, and then I'll take you back to school tomorrow," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay." Mu Qingyang readily agreed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Foot massage parlors can be either legitimate or illegitimate. Someone like Zeng Wenjie, who is a legitimate person, would never go to a legitimate shop before.

Because of the principle of "like repels like," as a genuinely respectable person, I can only go to shady shops.

But now that I'm with Xiao Mu, I naturally have to choose a reputable foot massage parlor.

Mu Qingyang had never been to such a place before, and her impression was that such places were not good, but she felt at ease since Zeng Wenjie was taking her there.

Even after entering the store, I was still a little scared.

So she secretly poked Zeng Wenjie's hand until he held her hand, and then she felt a little more at ease.

"Good evening, esteemed guests. What activity would you like to participate in?" the receptionist asked politely, and went to fetch number plates and slippers.

Zeng Wenjie was delighted when he saw the price list. A foot bath was only 88 yuan, and staying overnight at the store would only cost an extra 10 yuan. It was incredibly cheap.

想到当初动辄688、888、998甚至1288、1488的价格，他心中有无限感慨。

I swore I would never come to a foot massage parlor again, to avoid waking up to find myself reborn, but since I brought Xiao Mu along, I think I'll be fine!
The private rooms in the foot massage parlor are small, with two single sofa beds and a restroom, totaling only about 15 square meters.

Zeng Wenjie threw the clothes at Mu Qingyang and said, "Are you going to change in front of me, or go change in the bathroom?"

Mu Qingyang pouted, wanting to argue and tell him to go to the bathroom to change!

But remembering that the bathroom door couldn't be locked from the outside, she obediently took her clothes and went into the bathroom to change.

After changing her clothes, Mu Qingyang came out wearing a loose short-sleeved shirt and shorts. Her two beautiful legs were fair and alluring, and even her toes were pink and tender, crystal clear.

Zeng Wenjie thought about asking the technician not to come, and he would just have to make do and give Xiao Mu a foot massage, but in the opposite direction.

Mu Qingyang avoided his aggressive gaze, hung up all the clothes, and noticed that Zeng Wenjie's clothes were scattered at the bottom of the wardrobe. She bent down, picked them up, and hung them up one by one.

Zeng Wenjie, still feeling the effects of the alcohol, wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he restrained himself because the space inside the foot massage parlor was relatively enclosed.

Although, as soon as he puts a cigarette in his mouth, Mu Qingyang will foolishly bring his lighter to him.

The technician has arrived.

Zeng Wenjie was relieved that both of them were female masseuses. Luckily, the foot massage parlor didn't assign a male masseuse to Mu Qingyang, otherwise he would have had to make do with having a male masseuse massage him.

"Beautiful lady, your skin is so smooth! How do you take care of it? I'm so envious of your boyfriend!" The masseuse number 16, who was giving Mu Qingyang a massage, couldn't help but say.

Mu Qingyang's face instantly turned red. She glanced cautiously at Zeng Wenjie, only to find him pretending to sleep. She then replied, "I don't usually take care of myself. I just apply some body lotion."

Mu Qingyang was enjoying a massage while leaning back on the sofa bed. She felt very comfortable, and there were some snacks and fruits right next to her, so she happily ate and enjoyed herself.

After soaking his feet, technician number 16 began to massage Mu Qingyang's feet.

"Beautiful lady, your feet are the softest and most beautiful I've ever massaged! You're perfect from head to toe, we're all so envious." This technician, number 16, was quite talkative. Mu Qingyang felt a little embarrassed by her praise and said, "No, not at all..."

"Hey, 28, come and feel it, it's really perfect!" the technician said to his colleague who was massaging Zeng Wenjie's feet.

Number 28 couldn't resist reaching out and pinching it, saying, "Wow, it really is!"

Mu Qingyang wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Zeng Wenjie opened his eyes and asked, "Really? Let me touch it too."

He stood up, reached out and pinched Mu Qingyang's little foot, then mimicked Number 28's tone and said, "Oh, really!"

Mu Qingyang covered his flushed face with a pillow and pretended to be dead.

Both technicians couldn't help but laugh, finding Zeng Wenjie's actions quite amusing.

"Beautiful lady, your bracelet is really pretty. Where did you buy it?" Number 16 asked again.

"Marleneja Jewelry Store, on Central Street, their jewelry is very beautiful, you can go and have a look." Mu Qingyang moved the pillow aside and started advertising enthusiastically.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh, feeling even more that Xiao Mu was his treasure.

The pleasant 80 minutes came to an end. The two technicians bowed, emphasized their numbers, and welcomed the guests to come again, wishing them a pleasant rest.

"The little girl's feet feel so good, I'd love to extend the massage for her for free."

The moment the door closed, technician number 16's voice came from outside.

Mu Qingyang, who had just recovered, became a little scared after hearing these words.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but burst into laughter. Mu Qingyang blushed and glared at him, saying, "You're so mean, what are you laughing at?!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I laughed at them for exaggerating."

Mu Qingyang said unhappily, "Where is that an exaggeration!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's just an exaggeration. It's just a foot massage, why make such a big deal out of it?"

Mu Qingyang became even more displeased and snorted, "My script is soft and beautiful."

She was fooled.

Zeng Wenjie got up and sat down next to her, saying, "Really? I don't believe it, so I'll verify it myself."

Then, he started helping Mu Qingyang with his work.

Under the guise of a massage, they pinched and pinched Xiao Mu's beautifully curved calves and her fair, delicate feet...

Mu Qingyang blushed, gently pushed Zeng Wenjie, who was clinging to her, away, and asked, "Are you sleeping here tonight?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Yeah, do you want to sleep in a hotel?"

Mu Qingyang dared not speak, his eyes fixed on the television, pretending not to have heard.

Zeng Wenjie pulled the blanket back up and covered her with it, then stroked her cheek and leaned closer.

Mu Qingyang closed his eyes in a panic.

After a brief moment of intimacy, Zeng Wenjie gently patted her head and said, "Just get some rest."

He yawned, turned off the main light, and lazily went back to his sofa bed to lie down, falling fast asleep in the blink of an eye.

Drinking alcohol is great; I can fall asleep quickly without needing the airplane sleep method.

Mu Qingyang lay back on the sofa bed, feeling inexplicably nervous about spending the night in the same room with Zeng Wenjie for the first time. He stared wide-eyed at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep no matter what he did...

I finally fell asleep without realizing it, when I couldn't stay awake any longer.

(End of this chapter)