Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 76 In-home Massage
Yang Huimin lived in Building 2 of the No. 1 Middle School staff quarters. Although Jiang Xun had never been there, he had taken her car downstairs several times, so he naturally knew where she lived.

When he arrived at door number 3 on the third floor and rang the doorbell, the moment the door opened a crack, a pleasant fragrance of shower gel and shampoo wafted out.

The woman who appeared before Jiang Xun was Yang Huimin, who had just finished blow-drying her hair and was wearing simple home clothes.

"You're here." Yang Huimin's eyes naturally showed a hint of joy when she saw Jiang Xun, but on the surface she still maintained a calm demeanor.

"Come in and change into these new white slippers."

Jiang Xun's eyes lit up the moment he saw Yang Huimin, and he said with a smile, "It's been a few days, and you've become even more beautiful, Miss Yang."

The woman in front of me was wearing a simple white tight-fitting sleeveless T-shirt and a pair of matching white tight-fitting trousers, showing off her enviable and voluptuous figure.

Her long, jet-black hair fell straight down her chest and back, creating a striking contrast with her fair and radiant skin.

She exudes a bright and mature aura, alluring yet not gaudy, charming yet not vulgar, captivating and mesmerizing, making one dare not look directly at her.

Upon hearing Jiang Xun's words, Yang Huimin gave him a charming glare, squatted down, and personally placed the slippers in front of him, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"You little rascal, you're getting more and more slick." She said coquettishly, her tone carrying a hint of sweetness.

Jiang Xun in front of me was only wearing a simple long black trench coat, with a black round-neck knit sweater underneath, and the outline of her chest could be vaguely seen.

The matching trousers perfectly accentuated his height of over 1.8 meters, highlighting his broad shoulders, narrow waist, tall and imposing figure, and handsome face—he was simply my sister's favorite.

After putting down her slippers, Yang Huimin stood up and stood beside Jiang Xun, watching him change his shoes.

Her gaze fell on his angular face, then inadvertently swept over his soft lips, and she unconsciously pursed her lips.

At this moment, after changing his shoes, Jiang Xun suddenly took out a gift box from under his loose clothes, handed it to her, and said:

"Here's your New Year's gift, see if you like it."

Yang Huimin was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly. She said softly:

"Thank you."

After receiving the gift box, she knew it probably wasn't jewelry or anything like that, because it was quite heavy.

Upon opening it, her mouth slightly agape, clearly quite surprised.

"This...you really are generous." She glanced at Jiang Xun, her tone tinged with reproach, but mostly with gratitude.

Sony's latest digital camcorder costs around ten thousand yuan, or even more.

She had mentioned to Jiang Xun before that she would buy one after she quit her job, and then travel around and take lots and lots of beautiful pictures.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xun not only remembered it, but also helped her realize this wish ahead of time.

Jiang Xun was pleased to see that she liked it very much, and couldn't help but smile:

"Isn't it fair to give this New Year's gift a loving hug in return?"

"Dream on!" Yang Huimin didn't let him succeed. She glared at him and ran back to her bedroom with her New Year's gift in her arms.

Jiang Xun didn't take it seriously and went straight to the living room to take a look.

I thought it would be a more elegant and refined style, but I didn't expect it to be full of girlish charm, mainly in pink and warm white, making it look warm and comfortable.

There was a small balcony between the living room and the toilet, where some things, like stockings and panties, seemed to be hanging.

"Ah!! I can't look!"

Just then, Yang Huimin came out of the room and saw Jiang Xun looking towards the small balcony. She screamed and quickly ran over, blushing, to cover Jiang Xun's eyes.

There was no other way; she didn't have time to pack everything away, so she had to resort to this last resort.

But because she wasn't tall enough, she had to stand on tiptoe to cover Jiang Xun's eyes, causing her body to be almost completely pressed against Jiang Xun's. Jiang Xun pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh, and whispered:

"So you like it, sister..."

"Don't say it!" Yang Huimin's face turned even redder. She forcefully turned his head away with both hands and then pinched his arm hard.

"Close your eyes and sit there. I'll tell you when to open them." She pushed Jiang Xun onto the sofa in the living room, making him face away from the small balcony, and said shyly.

"Yes, ma'am." Jiang Xun nodded obediently. He couldn't provoke the other party any further, or he wouldn't be able to eat his meal today.

All I could hear was Yang Huimin hurriedly packing her things. After she finished, she put them in the bedroom and then came out with her cheeks flushed.

Jiang Xun was about to speak when she glared at him with her beautiful eyes and scolded him playfully:
"Shut up, get a massage!"

As she spoke, she turned her back to Jiang Xun and leaned back on the sofa, reaching up to brush her hair down to her chest.

She displayed her graceful back view, her fair and slender neck, and her alluring waistline and hip line to Jiang Xun.

To cover up her embarrassment, she even pretended to pick up a book and flip through it.

[Massage session omitted for brevity... to be written after high school graduation]

This massage, which lasted only a dozen minutes, was quite a test for Jiang Xun.

After finally finishing the massage, both of them were slightly sweaty.

Yang Huimin felt hot all over and her cheeks flushed. She awkwardly smoothed her long hair and pretended to be nonchalant, saying:

"I'm going to check on the soup I've been making."

With that, he ran into the kitchen as if fleeing.

Jiang Xun also breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a book from the table next to him, and started flipping through it casually.

A system notification sounded in my mind: Beginner cooking skills are being recorded.

But in reality, although Jiang Xun's eyes were looking at the book, the images in his mind were chaotic and complicated, and he didn't absorb anything into his mind.

This beginner-level cooking skill was successfully recorded in just over ten minutes, so making some everyday dishes shouldn't be a problem.

Jiang Xun pushed open the kitchen door and saw the graceful figure frantically stir-frying vegetables. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you need help?"

"Can you cook?" Yang Huimin asked shyly. She wasn't very good at cooking and didn't know what had gotten into her today that she wanted to cook for herself.

"I'll give it a try." Jiang Xun stepped forward, took the kitchen knife from Yang Huimin, and sliced ​​the fish on the cutting board into paper-thin sashimi.

The technique and knife skills are clearly those of someone who knows how to make this.

Yang Huimin was genuinely surprised, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything you can't do?"

"I'll forget you," Jiang Xun replied casually.

Yang Huimin was stunned for a moment, then blushed and spat.

Seeing that Jiang Xun's clothes were inconvenient, Yang Huimin took off her apron and said to Jiang Xun:
"Look down, I'll tie your apron on for you."

Jiang Xun bent down slightly, and Yang Huimin hung the apron around his neck, then wrapped her hands around his waist to tie it.

But when she wrapped her arms around Jiang Xun's waist, she realized that the two of them were already face to face.

A strong, masculine scent wafted over her, and she froze on the spot.

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