He unleashed a world-class goal with a single kick; you're saying this is Su Chao?

The only sound in the massage room was the massage therapist's hands kneading the fascia.

After about two minutes, the girl finally raised her head from the hole in the massage bed and secretly glanced at Chen Xun.

Chen Xun happened to be looking at her too.

Their eyes met again.

The girl's face turned red again.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made a momentous decision: "Just now... my shoulders were too tight, it hurt a little when I pressed them, that's why I cried out!"

"I know it's a massage."

Chen Xun deliberately feigned a puzzled expression: "What else could it be?"

"N-nothing!"

The girl waved her hands repeatedly, her ears turning bright red: "I was just afraid you'd misunderstand!"

Chen Xun said seriously, "When we were stretching after playing football, some of my teammates were screaming even louder than you, yelling so loudly that the whole building could hear them. People who didn't know better would think they were slaughtering pigs for the New Year!"

puff~

The girl couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Really?"

"That man's name is Wang Yu. You can visit our base next time and hear it for yourself."

"You play soccer?"

The girl turned over and sat up, her slender eyes bright and sparkling.

I don't know if it's from the pain I just felt, or if it's something I was born with.

"Changzhou Aozhi".

"I'm a boxer!"

The girl sat up, raised her fist and shook it: "I'm from Tianjiabing High School, and I'm preparing for the provincial youth boxing championship next month."

Chen Xun then took a closer look at her.

He is tall with broad shoulders and well-defined, but not bulky, arms that are the result of years of training to develop streamlined muscles.

Her hair was loosely tied up, and the stray hairs on her forehead were damp with sweat and stuck to her forehead, making her skin look even whiter.

He has a heroic air about him, but he also has a bit of a simple and honest look when he smiles.

You can tell at a glance that someone who practices sports.

Only people who practice sports possess this kind of temperament.

"Isn't boxing all about sparring? Why would they need cupping?"

"You think boxing is just about fighting?"

The girl rolled her eyes: "The training volume is huge. I jump rope 3,000 times a day, and I also have to hit the sandbag, practice footwork, and do sparring. My shoulders and back are killing me."

She moved her shoulder and accidentally aggravated the fascia that had just been massaged, causing her to gasp in pain.

"Our coach said that the shoulder and back fascia of boxers are most prone to adhesion. If they don't take care of it, they won't be able to lift their shoulders when they get older."

The girl rubbed her shoulders, speaking with the air of someone who'd been there: "You're the same if you play soccer. Your lower limbs bear a lot of load, and you need to regularly relax your hip joints and lower back, otherwise you'll have knee problems sooner or later."

"You even know about this?"

"I'm just repeating what our team doctor said."

The girl chuckled, then, as if remembering something, extended her hand: "My name is Lu Ning, Lu as in 'sika deer' and Ning as in 'lemon'."

Chen Xun paused for a moment, then reached out and shook hands: "Chen Xun, Chen of the east of the ear, Xun of searching."

"Chen Xun...that's a nice name."

Lu Ning tilted her head and read it aloud, then chuckled to herself: "Our names are quite interesting, one is 'deer' and the other is 'sturgeon.' People who don't know us might think we're filming 'Animal World.'"

The middle-aged woman next to her laughed out loud: "You're talking nonsense, girl. That's called being poetic."

"Even my name has a poetic feel to it!"

Lu Ning retorted, "Lu Ning, you're so energetic! My dad says the deer represents agility, and the lemon represents freshness, so together it's...it's..."

"What is it?"

He pressed for details out of curiosity.

After hesitating for a while, Lu Ning finally admitted honestly, "Okay, actually, my mom craved lemons when she was pregnant with me, so my dad said we should just name her Lu Ning!"

Chen Xun chuckled to himself.

This girl is so interesting!

The two chatted for a while, then footsteps came from the stairwell.

The old Chinese medicine doctor walked up carrying a thermos, still smelling of cooking oil from the noodle shop at the alley entrance.

Upon seeing Chen Xun, he narrowed his eyes, sized him up, and then nodded: "It's you, the kid who wanted to call 18 last time!"

Chen Xun's smile froze on his face.

Lu Ning suddenly turned her head, her eyes wide open.

The middle-aged woman's hands, which were giving a massage, stopped in mid-air.

"Sir...you must be mistaken, I'm the one standing next to him."

Chen Xun hurriedly began to explain.

What kind of eyesight does that old man have?!

How could you misread that!

"Oh... I remember now, you're the kid who did twenty cupping sessions in one go!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor slapped his forehead, as if he had just remembered.

Chen Xun was speechless.

He felt that the old man was doing it on purpose.

Lu Ning covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking as she laughed until tears streamed down her face.

Chen Xun sighed resignedly.

Lu Ning's massage was finished quickly.

She sat up, stretched her shoulders, and sighed with satisfaction, "That felt so good~ Sister Wu, your technique is amazing!"

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "You should get cupping done. The young man is here for cupping too, so you two can do it together."

Together?

Chen Xun and Lu Ning exchanged a glance and were both stunned.

Is this appropriate?

You have to take off your shirt before cupping.

Chen Xun said it wasn't appropriate, but his hands moved quickly, and he was about to take off his shirt.

Lu Ning blushed and tilted her chin up to try and save face: "Fine, let's go together. I see men every day in the sports school's shower room, it's not like I've never seen one before."

"Aren't you a boxer? Do boxing teams share bathhouses with men?"

"What I mean is... what haven't we seen at sports schools!"

Caught red-handed, Lu Ning glared at him angrily, "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Are you going to pull it out or not?"

"Do you want to take your clothes off? I'll help you!"

Chen Xun made a gesture as if to help.

"You dare!"

Lu Ning pretended to throw a punch.

Chen Xun knew that Lu Ning was a playful person, which was why he dared to tease her.

Anyone else would have been taken away by the police!

Moreover, this requires modeling skills, so it's not something the average person should try!

The old Chinese medicine doctor watched with a smile, without urging anyone to hurry.

He took two sets of cupping jars out of the glass cabinet.

Chen Xun lay down on the bed.

The marks from the last cupping session are still visible on my back, but they have faded considerably, leaving only a few faint purplish-red rings.

Swish!

A curtain was drawn.

The middle-aged woman chuckled and gave Chen Xun a meaningful look: "I was just joking with you two. You think you could actually lie down together like that?"

Chen Xun blushed.

This middle-aged woman and the old Chinese medicine doctor are indeed father and daughter; they have the same personality!

He's an old lewd man.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor began applying the cupping.

Chen Xun felt the cupping jars being applied one by one, on his shoulder blades, both sides of his spine, and lower back. The suction felt like countless tiny fingers pulling at his fascia.

Cupping sessions increased by 1.

Cupping sessions increased by 1.

……

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

Lu Ning next to her was also putting on a jar, and she started humming again.

But this time he was clearly holding back, his voice kept extremely low, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on but dared not make a sound.

It tickles your heart and makes you feel itchy.

"If it hurts, just yell out. Why hold it in?"

Chen Xun called out towards the curtain.

"Who...who is in pain!"

Lu Ning stubbornly insisted, "I just feel a little hot, um... a little hot."

"Then don't 'hmm'."

"Mind your own business!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor smiled and shook his head, his cupping jars steady as a mountain.

The time spent in the container passed quickly.

Lu Ning went from being stubborn at first, to starting to chat, and then to becoming a chatterbox, all in about five minutes.

She talks about everything.

Boxing training can be so brutal that the coach can blow the roof off when he yells at people. In the last match, he was so scared that his hands were shaking after punching his opponent in the nose until it bled.

The main topic of conversation was her mother's lemon addiction, which has now extended to lemon-flavored potato chips, lemon-flavored cookies, lemon-flavored toothpaste, and so on.