Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 35 - 35 Section 2 Massage Class

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Section 2 Massage Class

Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Section 2 Massage Class

Dinner ti, Li Ang simply fried himself two 250g steaks to celebrate another new breakthrough.

He had originally wanted to invite Sheila over for dinner at his place to thank her for her help, but after so hesitation, he gave up on the idea.

It wasn’t for any complex reasons, in the end, it boiled down to one word, ‘poor’.

The small size of his place was one thing, but the decor inside was quite outdated, with many areas showing mold.

For those rich people in Arica, they keep their air conditioning running 365 days a year, 24 hours a day.

Constant temperature and humidity protect their hos from any risk of molding.

Even a certain famous actress claid she’s never turned off the taps in her house.

Just in terms of the value of these furnishings, compared to what’s in Sheila’s ho, it might not be a hundred tis less, but ten tis less for sure.

The only thing in the whole place that was eye-catching was the champion’s dal he won from the last riding race.

He was sowhat embarrassed to have visitors over to his house.

Besides, these two steaks might be fine for him, but they were too low-class to serve to guests.

“I really need to make money,” he sighed deeply.

With Li Ang’s appetite, one pound of beef was definitely not enough to fill him up.

So he took out yesterday’s leftovers from the fridge, grabbed three eggs, a stick of ham, and fried up a luxurious egg fried rice.

It was a mix of Chinese and Western, but the flavor was quite good.

Li Ang’s appetite was up, and he ate quickly.

[Gained Breakthrough Points 0.12]

He continued to allocate these Breakthrough Points to [Physique].

What he had to do next was a very physically demanding task.

Li Ang quickly tidied up and once again arrived at Sheila’s doorstep.

He was about to ring the doorbell when he noticed the door didn’t seem to be closed.

Li Ang felt puzzled, but he still pressed the doorbell out of politeness.

“Just co in, and rember to close the door, okay?”

After the doorbell rang, Sheila’s voice ca from inside.

Li Ang then walked in, relieved, only to discover that Sheila was baking so cookies in the kitchen.

Today, Sheila was dressed in a gray tight-fitting sports outfit, a tank top above and yoga pants below, with even an apron tied around her waist.

Li Ang touched his face, feeling a little hot; the temperature in the kitchen was indeed higher.

“Why didn’t you close the door today?”

Asking this, Li Ang was actually worried – this wasn’t like back ho, and if a bad person ca in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Sheila washed her hands, wiped them on her apron, then turned around to answer:

“I saw you coming to my house from the window, so I opened the door for you.”

Seeming to understand the concern in Li Ang’s voice, Sheila added:

“Relax, I’m not a teenager, I still have basic security awareness.”

At that mont, Li Ang suddenly understood why so many young n liked mature won.

Leaving aside their mature physiques and dress, just that empathetic ability and careful attention to others was a killer move.

Isn’t that what many people spend their lives searching for, soone who understands them?

Sheila patted Li Ang’s shoulder and said:

“Let’s go. Once our session is over, the cookies should be about done. Trust , it’ll be a flavor you’ve never tried before.”

Li Ang followed Sheila closely, swallowing his saliva, clearly looking forward to the cookies later.

According to the process, Sheila needs to demonstrate the movents to Li Ang first.

This item was abdominal massage, and Li Ang lay on the yoga mat expecting Sheila to approach from the side. To his surprise, she spread her legs and straddled Li Ang’s thighs.

“Um… may I ask, is this the best position for massaging the abdon?”

Li Ang stuttered out the question.

In his previous life, he had spent 666 on foot massage sessions and never experienced this kind of service!

He wasn’t sure if others could withstand it, but he found it sowhat difficult to endure.

Sheila responded with a playful lift of her lips:

“Maybe not, I just find it more comfortable this way.”

She placed her hands gently on Li Ang’s abs and began explaining:

“This muscle is the serratus anterior, which functions to pull the shoulder blade forward against the chest wall. Aside from so professional bodybuilders, most people don’t exercise this spot.”

“This spot is your rectus abdominis.”

As Sheila gently stroked Li Ang’s abs with her hands, she raised her eyebrows and said:

“Wow, they feel quite hard.”

Li Ang didn’t speak.

He was pondering whether he should be paying for the abdominal massage or if Sheila should be paying him.

“But what you need to do now is relax and let your muscles slacken for a better effect.”

Hearing this, he showed an awkward smile and finally let out a long breath.

You can’t bla Li Ang; which man could keep their abs from tensing up when a woman is touching them?

“However, the position of your tendinous intersections is quite perfect. This determines whether you have an eight-pack or a six-pack and also whether the shape of your abs is regular.”

Although Li Ang had only six-pack abs, their shape was quite regular, giving them a unique aesthetic.

Similarly, this feature is innate, determined by genetics, and no amount of exercise can turn a six-pack into an eight-pack.

“Generally speaking, it’s uncommon for muscles in this area to be strained, so the purpose of the massage here is primarily to relax…”

Since the abdon wasn’t the focus of the massage, Sheila simply demonstrated two techniques.

“Alright, now it’s your turn to try.”

Li Ang watched Sheila rise from his thighs and suddenly noticed that the spot on his legs where she’d been sitting seed a bit damp.

Turning his head to look at Sheila’s gray yoga pants, sure enough, there were several noticeable wet spots.

“Sorry, it might be a bit hot in the room, and with you sitting on my legs, I sweat more,” Li Ang said with an embarrassed smile.

Sheila’s face turned unexpectedly red as well.

“It might be that, I should turn down the air conditioning.”

She quickly turned and left the living room.

Three minutes later, Sheila finally returned.

“Now it’s your turn, let’s see how much you’ve learned.”

She obediently lied down on the yoga mat.

Li Ang didn’t hesitate. He not only skillfully replicated the two techniques she had just demonstrated but also accurately located each of Sheila’s muscles, focusing on each one.

“How does it feel?”

“Fantastic, I can only say, you’re the most talented masseur I’ve ever seen.”

The next section of the massage lesson: glutes.

As Li Ang began to lie down, he suddenly heard a faint noise from a window at the back of the house.