A Contractual Marriage with the Best Leading Actor

A Contractual Marriage with the Best Leading Actor Chapter 88

Masseur No.22 (2)

Bai Qi looked and said, “Roll over.”

Xi Chengyun looked up at him and used his arms to flip himself over.

Bai Qi threw away his slippers.
He stepped on the side of the sofa, placed a leg over Xi Chengyun, and straddled him.

Xi Chengyun froze.
At that moment, he felt like he was burning from head to toe.
‘What is Bai Qi thinking?’

“Good day Sir, I’m masseur No.22, and I’ll be at your service.”

“…”

Bai Qi pricked up his ears to listen, but after a long time, he still didn’t hear a response from Xi Chengyun.

‘Hm, this isn’t right.’

‘Am I too heavy? Did I squash Mr.
Xi to death?’

Bai Qi leaned closer to him and asked, “May I know if you have anything to say, Sir? Perhaps something on the lines of, if you’re exhausted?”

Xi Chengyun could almost feel Bai Qi’s breath on himself.

This was great, now even his neck was stiff.

“…I am,” Xi Chengyun replied.

“Great!” Bai Qi squeezed Xi Chengyun’s shoulders and continued, “This area must have been the most strained…
Someone like you certainly needs service like this.
Do you want to apply for a membership?”

He gave his shoulder a tight squeeze while he said that.

And it didn’t budge.

Bai Qi was confused.

“Sir, your muscles are quite big, please allow me to change my methods,” Bai Qi said.

Xi Chengyun couldn’t help it anymore and laughed out loud.

But he quickly stopped.

His face was towards the sofa, so his facial expressions couldn’t be seen.
He said in a low voice, “Mn? The masseur isn’t even as strong as his client, how do you expect the client to sign up for a membership?”

“True,” Bai Qi replied.

He took a deep breath and began massaging Xi Chengyun’s shoulders and back.

Before they knew it, 10 minutes had passed.

Bai Qi wanted to massage a different area.

He moved his hands towards Xi Chengyun’s waist and Xi Chengyun’s body became stiff for a moment, but he soon went back to his relaxed state.

Despite that…

“…
this just won’t budge.” Bai Qi said.

Though, he had already felt all over Xi Chengyun’s abs through the thin jacket.

This is preposterous!

Bai Qi made a fist and hit Xi Chengyun a few times.

He was sweating profusely after all that.
He weakly panted, “May I know if you feel better now?” No one knew if Xi Chengyun was feeling better, but it was clear that the masseur was at the brink of collapse.

Bai Qi withdrew the leg that he had swung over Xi Chengyun.
He moved his butt off and he slipped down the sofa.

Xi Chengyun pushed himself up from the sofa.
“Feeling better.
Tomorrow, I’ll go earn a tip for you.”

Bai Qi sighed lightly.
“Oh, right, all your money is still with me.
I can’t even receive any money despite having given you a massage.”

‘I won’t do this again!’

Xi Chengyun sat up and said unhurriedly, “I’ll apply for a membership tomorrow.”

Bai Qi turned back and smiled.
“My skills are not bad, right?”

Xi Chengyun gave a small smile.
“Mn.”

Bai Qi was happy.
“Glad to hear that! Back then, when I used to do this for my pops, he always said that I was about to break his bones…”

“Who else have you given massages to?” Xi Chengyun blurted out.

“My pops, my mom’s brother, and my dad’s brother.”

“…”

That night in Xi Chengyun’s dreams, he kept hearing Bai Qi calling him ‘dad’.

All in all, the entire dream just didn’t sit right with him.
His notions were entirely frozen, as if he had been drenched in a bucket of cold water in the winter.

The next day, as usual, everyone came to wait for the live broadcast.

After Bai Qi and Xi Chengyun had breakfast, they immediately went to the ice hockey arena.

【Are they treating the ice hockey games as a regular monster spawning task?】

【The program team: ‘I totally regret everything, am smacking myself in the face right now.’ 】

The program team was certainly in regret because they realized that those who didn’t know how to play ice hockey were also enthusiastically joining the game to fill in the numbers.

Yang Yiru was thick-skinned and said, “Hey, Xi-ge and Bai Qi are super good anyway, and there’s also Xu Yi and Qiu Sichuan who’ll be their support.
We’ve got this in the bag, it’s a sure win.
Why don’t we give half of our money to Bai Qi? It’ll still be worth it!”

Wu Jun agreed.
“True!”

Zhou Yanfeng wanted to join in when he heard this.

To sit back and make money! Who wouldn’t want to have a share?

Fu Chunying quickly said, “It’s 30 Yuan per person for each game won, right? Old Zhou and I will give Bai Qi 20 Yuan each!”

This way, they’ll still earn 10 Yuan each.

Both added together, they’ll have a net gain of 20 Yuan.
They may not even be able to earn so much if they were to tire themselves by playing other games.

Yang Yiru immediately followed by saying, “We can also give Qi Qi the same amount, plus, what about Xu Yi and the rest? We can share some with them too.”

This was just great.