My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 226 Miss Maid's SPA Service
The singing of birds can be heard outside the window, and the sunshine in the early morning of August softly sprinkles the room.

Xia Xilin lay on her side on the big soft bed.

The smooth black hair covered half of the cheeks, and the fair shoulders and neck were as charming as the bright moonlight last night.

Fujiwara Hoshizo kissed her hair lightly, tiptoed off the bed, and walked out the door.

It's still early, it's only after six o'clock in the morning. If you don't need to go to class or go to the shrine, the senior sister usually doesn't wake up until nine o'clock. I can't do it well.

After washing up, he walked through the corridor covered with hardwood boards to the kitchen, and happened to meet Sachiko Shiraishi preparing Mrs. Natsuki's breakfast.

"Good morning, Sachiko."

The maid looked up and smiled.

"I feel that Sachiko's attitude towards me has improved a lot recently."

"How dare I treat you badly, what if you turn around and let the lady fire me?"

"Haha. No, is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry"

Sachiko Shiraishi picked up a classic-style coffee cup filled with strong and hot coffee. She poured a little cream along the mouth of the cup, stirred it and handed it over.

Fujiwara Xingkong took a sip, the aroma was strong, and Sachiko Shiraishi smiled and handed him a plate of sandwiches.

Cut small, just one bite.

A very ordinary sandwich, just stuffed with cucumber and cheese in the bread, although it is very simple, it tastes elegant.If you look carefully, you can find that behind the ordinary ingredients, there is extremely fine knife work, and all the ingredients are cut into shapes with exactly the same size and thickness.

Fujiwara Hoshizora praised: "Sachiko is amazing, he can make such a simple food so elegant."

"But since you came, the lady doesn't need me to cook anymore." The maid lady said resentfully, and then puffed out her mouth in distress.

"Well, I'm leaving now, remember to come after you deliver breakfast to Madam."

Fujiwara Xingkong left with a smile, and came to the fitness room that Xia Xilin spent a lot of money to build for him.

The injury is just right, and he can't do too much strenuous exercise, so now he can only do some simple stretching exercises.Mobilize all the muscles that have almost no chance to be used in daily life, and perform a thorough treatment according to the procedure.

Xia Xilin asked someone to tailor a set of stretching procedures specifically for Fujiwara Hoshikora, which could make her master the body more proficient and make her strength more intense and effective.

The whole set of movements takes about 10 to [-] minutes, and this time can roughly fully move the muscles in the body effectively.

Not too short, not too long, just the right amount of time.

After finishing the exercise, Fujiwara Hoshi lay on the ground panting, his muscles all over his body trembling silently, sweat dripping on the floor, and his brain and body entered a state like a wet rag being wrung out.

After lying down and resting for a while, he staggered to the bathroom, soaked in the pool for a while, and then lay down on the hydrotherapy bed in the spa room.

Sachiko Shiraishi stood at the door calmly for a while, then took a deep breath, made up her mind, opened the door and entered the room with the material bag.

Thick curtains were drawn in the room, and the lights in the room were not turned on. After closing the door, only a ray of light came in through the gap in the curtains.

Like stepping into a dark movie theater, the eyes need a little time to adjust.

Sachiko Shiraishi blinked her eyes a few times, and the first thing that caught her eyes was the vase by the door. The flowers in it looked like they had just been cut, exuding a fresh fragrance.

Fujiwara Hoshira, who was only wearing a pair of underwear, was there, the outline of his body was motionless, he couldn't feel any signs of life, and he couldn't hear the sound of breathing.

All Sachiko Shiraishi could hear was the faint whine of the air-conditioning vent.

"You are here." Sensing her coming in, Fujiwara Xingkong said lazily, "Hurry up, I will prepare breakfast for senior sister later."

Sachiko Shiraishi didn't move, the room was very quiet, even the sound of someone swallowing saliva could be heard.She then discovered that the person who swallowed her saliva was herself.

For some reason, she felt that after seeing her for more than a month this time, the attraction of Fujiwara Xingkong to her seemed to be so great that in this dark and closed room, it was difficult for her to control herself not to think about some strange things.

"What's wrong with you?" Fujiwara Xingkong turned his head and gave her a strange look.

Those eyes flashed a fleeting light in the darkness, and Sachiko Shiraishi shivered in vain.

She felt as if she had been scanned by a sophisticated instrument just now, as if he could observe her body clearly with just a single glance.It was as if I had been stripped naked, becoming naked.The line of sight not only saw his own skin, but even touched the muscles, internal organs and uterus.

Under this gaze, Shiraishi Sachiko suddenly felt that her body was not good.She used to be proud of her body, she trains every day to keep her body in good shape.Beautiful muscles spread all over the body, and there is no fat on the lower abdomen and calves.

The chest is also very big!

But when facing the current Fujiwara Xingkong, she began to feel like a money-losing product that could not be sold in the 21st century and was lost in the [-]st century.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Xingkong asked again in doubt.

"It's okay. I'll prepare first." Sachiko Shiraishi shook her head and replied in a low voice.But the way she spoke made her feel like a call girl he called.

If Fujiwara Xingkong knew that she had so many inner dramas, Xia Xilin would have transferred her to guard the gate without saying a word.

After preparing the essential oils for the spa, and putting the material package at the end of the bed, Sachiko Shiraishi took off her obstructive coat, went to bed, and knelt down beside Xingkong Fujiwara.

At this time, Fujiwara Xingkong had her eyes closed and couldn't see her current appearance.Then the dim light from the curtains shone in, and Shiraishi Sachiko could see that his physique was much bigger than when he first went to the SPA. His originally thin chest also looked much thicker, and there was a scar that had just taken off the scab. The pink tender flesh was exposed.

At first glance, the maid gave a positive evaluation in her heart with a healthy and delicious body.

"Lie down and start on your back."

Fujiwara Xingkong followed her instructions and turned his face.Sachiko Shiraishi reached into the basin filled with essential oils, "It's been a long time since I massaged for you, it will hurt a little, bear with it."

"I know that if it doesn't hurt, it won't work." Fujiwara Xingkong faced down and muttered, "Just use your strength. If it hurts, I won't hold it back. Anyway, it's not the first time, I'm afraid you will laugh I can't."

Sachiko Shiraishi smiled angrily, and as usual, put her hands wrapped in essential oils on his right shoulder first.

When she touched his body, she immediately felt the good touch of the muscles, which is the feeling only healthy and high-quality muscles can have, and it will make people have an urge to lick.But at the same time, she also strongly felt that the nerve fibers under these muscles were blocked by something, just like a river was blocked with garbage, which greatly affected the smoothness of muscle operation.

Using her elbow as a lever, she twisted Fujiwara Xingkong's shoulder, and the strength gradually increased.

Fujiwara Xingkong trembled, and frowned tightly.

Sachiko Shiraishi noticed the pain response from his body, and in order to distract him, the maid asked, "Have you fought many times in the past month or so?"

"Yes, I was seriously injured several times." Fujiwara Xingkong replied through gritted teeth.

"The meridians around your scapula are severely blocked, and they should be all necrotic muscle tissue."

"I'm sorry, Sachiko."

"You're welcome." Sachiko Shiraishi smiled sweetly, and suddenly increased the strength of her hands.

The joints of the shoulder blades clicked, and there was a muffled sound, as if a railway crossing was pulled over.

Fujiwara Xingkong's breathing paused for a moment, and then he let out a scream like Erha.

"Ow"

"Okay." Sachiko Shiraishi suppressed a smile, "The blockage has been eliminated."

"I feel much more comfortable." Fujiwara Xingkong gasped.

"Don't be too happy, the other shoulder will also come once."

Sachiko Shiraishi pressed her finger on his left shoulder, her white and smooth fingers groped back and forth, and found that the left side and the right side were almost in the same state, "Next we will do the left side, it will hurt as much as the right side, bear with it .”

"Well~~ come on."

Fujiwara Xingkong is now in pain and happiness.The blended essential oil burned his skin like a fire, and the maid's fingers were cold and delicate, so comfortable to the touch that it almost made one want to shout.But the slap on the shoulder just now almost hurt him so much that his soul almost flew out of his body.

"My hundred catties of meat will all be given to Sachiko."

The maid joked: "Then I don't have to show mercy?"

"No need at all!"

"See how long you can be brave."

Sachiko Shiraishi massaged the muscles and joints around his shoulders with the same technique as before.And then, like he said, no mercy at all.

Another "click".

This time, Fujiwara Xingkong's reaction was much better than before. He didn't yell out, but let out a low voice deep in his throat, accepting the pain completely.

Okay, I want to see how far you can endure!
The maid thought a little angrily.

She massaged every inch of his back muscles step by step, and all the key nodes were in her mind, as long as she walked down the line step by step and in sequence.

Every part of Fujiwara Xingkong's body is more or less injured, like land that has been hit by a typhoon, with waterways silted up and blocked, and dams burst.

With cold fingers running over his hot skin, the maid tensed up these tired muscles one by one, forced them to move again, twisted and stretched them to the limit, and then moisturized them with essential oils.

Every time a repair is completed, Fujiwara Hoshizo's throat will make a dull sound.

This can be done without saying a word, which is amazing.

Shi Xingzi suddenly admired this big boy, who was one year younger than herself, with a strong body and a strong will that she was very envious of.

Although his body oozes a lot of sweat, and she herself is also covered with a thin layer of sweat beads.

It took nearly three to ten minutes to stretch the muscles of the back. Sachiko Shiraishi took a break and wiped off the sweat on the surface of her body with a towel.

"Half done, the remaining half, you turn around, we continue."

Fujiwara Hoshizo slowly turned over, facing up.Then, he blinked, "Hey, Sachiko, where are your clothes?"

Sachiko Shiraishi suppressed her embarrassment and explained: "If you wear clothes, you will feel very uncomfortable after being wet with sweat. This will indirectly affect my judgment of your physical condition."

"Oh, that makes sense." Fujiwara Xingkong nodded with a vague understanding.

"How do you feel now?"

Fujiwara Xingkong felt it, his whole body was bubbling with comfort, he exhaled slowly, and sighed: "The life of capitalism is really too rotten."

"Be serious." The maid raised her eyebrows and glared at him displeased.

"I feel very comfortable all over my body, and I feel like I've replaced all the parts on my body."

"That's good. Let's continue with the remaining half." Sachiko Shiraishi wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "As usual, I don't need to show mercy?"

"Of course!" Fujiwara Nishiguchi replied confidently.

Sachiko Shiraishi took a little essential oil with her hand, patted it on his chest, and pressed it with both hands.The knowledge of human muscle structure is deeply engraved in her professional memory. She knows exactly what the functions of these muscles are and where they are connected.

Check each of these muscles and joints in turn, and shake them up to move them effectively.

It's just that the front side is more inconvenient than the back side.

Even though Sachiko Shiraishi thought she was a professional, her eyes would still involuntarily look down.

It was something used by my lady. After taking a sneak peek, she quickly turned her gaze back, but when her gaze fell on his chest, the maid would think again, Miss seems to be hugged by this chest to sleep at night, is it very comfortable?

Um. I suddenly envy Miss.

Thinking about these questions, and thinking about that scene by the way, Sachiko Shiraishi felt that her breathing seemed a little rough, she was thirsty, and wanted to drink water.

Do not!
I can't keep my own hands!
After 10 minutes, both of them were sweating profusely and out of breath, like a pair of lovers who had just fought [-] rounds.

"Sachiko." Fujiwara Xingkong sat up cross-legged, and sighed sincerely: "You are really amazing."

Sachiko Shiraishi pursed her lips slightly, with a rather proud expression on her face: "It's cheap for you. Except for Miss, I have only served you."

There was a smile on Fujiwara Xingkong's face, like the wind blowing across the calm water, it was a very natural and kind feeling.

"Let me dry your body first." Sachiko Shiraishi bit her lips lightly, picked up a towel to help him wipe off the sweat on his body, and then she said, "You lie down, and you still have the muscles in your neck. I forgot to press it for you just now."

"Should the neck be massaged as well?" Although Fujiwara Hoshizora was a little confused, he still lay on the spa bed, with his fragile back of the neck directly exposed to her.

"Of course I have to."

"It's fine, anyway, Sachiko's hand has a magical touch, and it's a pleasure to press it."

"A magical touch?"

"Yes, the touch that can make people feel peaceful, just like family."

"Just talk nonsense." Sachiko Shiraishi looked at her slender and fair fingers, which were resting on the back of Fujiwara Xingkong's neck, walking back and forth.

"Comfortable." Fujiwara Xingkong snorted, "But you still have to hurry up, or I won't have time to make breakfast."

"Soon, this is the last step."

The maid said dryly.

While her fingers were moving, she closed her eyes, held her breath, and her fingertips gradually found the spot hidden under the skin of the nape of her neck.

It only needs to destroy this point, and the torture that the young lady suffers can end.

"Please keep this posture still." Sachiko Shiraishi ordered, reached into the material bag at the end of the bed, and took out the small box containing the ice pick.

(End of this chapter)