Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 293 - 296: Teacher

Chapter 293: Chapter 296: Teacher

Chapter 296 Mister, Please Take Off Your Pants

"How is that okay? You’re saying that I, a grown man, should go with you, a lady, to a beauty salon. Won’t people laugh their heads off at me?" Lin Zifeng firmly refused to enter, clenched his teeth, and added, "Besides, if you’re going for beauty treatments, what am I supposed to do standing around in there? It’s utterly dull. Can’t you just go by yourself?"

"No, you have to come in with me," Nangong Bing was determined to have Lin Zifeng accompany her inside.

"Eh... This really isn’t a good idea, is it?" Lin Zifeng was at a loss for words, thinking how improper it was for a rugged man like himself to accompany a delicate woman to a beauty salon. If word got out, who knows how many people would make fun of him.

"Mr. Lin, don’t forget, everything you’re spending right now is provided by me. That means from the day you moved into my place, you’ve been in my debt. If I have to spell it out, the most our relationship amounts to is that of a boss and a subordinate. So, I’m the boss, and what I say goes. I’m ordering you to come in with me." Failing with one tactic, Nangong Bing tried another, crossing her arms in front of her chest and saying with a flirtatious smile.

It was rare for her to crack a smile at Lin Zifeng; when he saw he couldn’t persuade her otherwise, he shook his head while inwardly sighing: Alas, did I travel all this way back to be your servant? And the kind without any rights at that? If I’d known this would happen, you couldn’t have dragged me back here even if it killed me.

With a sigh and under such coercion, Lin Zifeng reluctantly got out of the car and followed Nangong Bing into the exclusive beauty salon for women.

Places like this top-tier exclusive salon were generally frequented by the high-profile and the well-connected, or by mistresses supported by someone wealthy—otherwise, who would dare come here? For someone like Lin Zifeng with a monthly salary of less than three thousand, he probably couldn’t afford even two pieces of the buttock-paste membrane they offered.

As soon as he stepped inside the salon, several well-dressed, beautiful receptionists greeted him, first taking off his coat, then personally assisting him with changing his shoes. This level of luxury was an entirely new experience for Lin Zifeng.

Walking on the crimson plush carpet, soft and floating beneath his feet, making even his bones feel lighter, he noted the jade stone enclosures, the ornamental pool in the lobby, where golden light flickered over a group of lively, darting red koi!

Looking at the young woman kneeling before him to change his shoes, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but notice that her curves outshone those of the women outside, with their quality and authenticity. It was enough to bring a blush even to the cheeks of someone as thick-skinned as him.

This was Lin Zifeng’s first visit to an exclusive women’s salon. The opulent decor and enchanting music provided a truly unique experience of indulgence.

"Lost for words? Is it because you’ve never been to a place like this before?"

Nangong Bing teased with a sly smile, evidently enjoying the fact that Lin Zifeng looked so out of place.

"This... Boss, I really can’t stand the atmosphere here. Could you, could you please show some mercy and let me take a walk outside? It’s just too much for me here."

Lin Zifeng spoke sincerely; glancing at the hall’s splendid decor and the several women draped only in bath towels walking past, he couldn’t deny the heart-racing sensation, which was a bit too much to handle—able to look, yet unable to touch.

"No!" Nangong Bing emphasized each word.

"Uh..."

Lin Zifeng was speechless.

After handing the service girl a membership card, Nangong Bing, led by the technician, did not linger for even a moment but went straight to the VIP room on the second floor.

Upon entering the room, which was an expansive fifty square meters, Lin Zifeng felt a pang of distress. How wasteful could Nangong Bing get? Wasn’t it just for some beauty treatments? Did she need to book such a large room? How much money would that cost? He thought about how that money could have helped the children from impoverished families—what a good deed that would have been...

"Please, Miss Nangong, this way."

The technician, a young girl in her twenties, wore a form-fitting, seductive uniform that instantly caught Lin Zifeng’s attention. He had seen those with a uniform fetish, but this was the first time he’d seen a technician’s uniform worn so provocatively, especially the way it highlighted her fair, shapely thighs. It was quite the sight to behold.

"Thank you," Nangong Bing said, leading Lin Zifeng forward into the room. Lin Zifeng followed her, but as he passed the female technician, she gave him a meaningful raise of her eyebrows.

Lin Zifeng gave a bitter smile and followed Nangong Bing onto the soft bed in the private room without responding.

"Here, you stay in this one," Nangong Bing pointed at the single unit private room not far away.

"Where will you go then?"

"I’ll be right here, just don’t come running over to my side if there’s nothing wrong, got it?" Nangong Bing pursed her lips. Seeing Lin Zifeng’s embarrassed and helpless look, she found it quite amusing.

"Oh."

Lin Zifeng nodded.

At that moment, two stunningly voluptuous beauticians quickly approached them.

"Would you like to start with acupressure or skincare, sir?"

The beautician asked tenderly.

Lin Zifeng thought for a while; skincare is something women do, so he might as well enjoy some acupressure.

"Let’s do the acupressure," Lin Zifeng said as he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, obviously trying to hide his embarrassment since the technician’s attire was incredibly sexy.

Since the private room was enormous, the rooms Lin Zifeng and Nangong Bing entered were different. This particular room was usually reserved for Nangong Bing’s maintenance visits. Under normal circumstances, it was not open to others. Inside, it was divided into several smaller private rooms, a place Nangong Bing used to frequent with a few close friends.

"Well then, sir, please take off your pants first," the beautician said, seeing Lin Zifeng’s awkward maneuvs, not without a hint of mockery.

"Take off my pants?" Lin Zifeng almost choked on a puff of smoke.

"Mhm, if you don’t want to do it yourself, sir, I can help you," the beautician said seductively, batting her eyelashes at Lin Zifeng.

Uh...

At this point, Lin Zifeng was completely at a loss.

"You guys do this here too?" Lin Zifeng couldn’t believe it. How could a high-end women’s private club cater to male customers? Even if it did, it wouldn’t go this far. Are all women’s private clubs into this sort of thing now?

"Wait here for a moment, I’ll be out and back very soon," Lin Zifeng said with an awkward laugh as he put on his slippers.

The beautician didn’t say anything but just nodded with a smile.

Damn it! It’s taken me ages to stay pure as jade for nearly half a month, and if I let go here today and Nangong Bing finds out, where will I put this old face of mine in the future?

After leaving the small room, Lin Zifeng headed straight for Nangong Bing’s cubicle.

But just as he pulled back a small corner of the door curtain, he saw Nangong Bing with her back to the curtain, her delicate fingers working on the clasp of her bra behind her voluptuous body. Her flawless skin and strikingly tall and slender figure with golden proportions were undeniably exposed to the air.

With the gentle breeze inside the room, it seemed as if her gem-like skin could be shattered at any moment.