A Little Bit Socially Dead

Meng Wenzhou picked up the tea from the table and took a sip.

"What about you? Your 'hormone therapy' must’ve been decent too, right?"

"Me? Nothing special. Aside from the masseuse being good-looking, it was just standard procedure."

"Oh really?" Meng Wenzhou gave Su Yang a skeptical look, smiling suggestively.

Su Yang blinked playfully. "Just a full-body massage~"

"Full-body... massage?"

"Yep, full-body..."

"Heh, well damn, you didn’t do too bad either~"

"Alright, alright, let’s drop it. They should be coming out soon."

The two lounged on the sofa, chatting idly. Before long, Pan Ning, Lu Yun, Tang Ziyun, and Meng Qianyu emerged from the hallway behind the lobby.

Spotting them, Su Yang waved. "Over here~"

The four sat down on the sofa, their faces flushed but expressions oddly strained.

"What’s wrong? Bad service?" Su Yang asked.

"Ugh, don’t even ask. It was kinda embarrassing!" Lu Yun muttered, her cheeks burning.

"Oh? Do tell!" Meng Wenzhou perked up with interest.

"Yeah, wasn’t it just a massage? How’d it get awkward?" Su Yang pressed.

Tang Ziyun and Meng Qianyu were also blushing, while Pan Ning seemed the least affected.

"Come on, spill~"

"It’s nothing worth talking about," Pan Ning cut in impatiently.

Meng Wenzhou smirked, rolling his eyes. "Weren’t your masseuses all women?"

Tang Ziyun hesitated before replying, "They were, but..."

"But what?"

"Ugh, it’s just... they only massaged our waists and... our hips."

Su Yang recalled that they’d chosen the "Charm & Grace" package—Zhao Xiaolan had mentioned it focused solely on those areas.

"That’s literally what the package includes. What’s the big deal?"

Tang Ziyun took a sip of the tea a server had brought over and sighed. "They kept... ugh, never mind! It’s too embarrassing!"

Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou exchanged glances. Realizing they wouldn’t get more details, they chuckled and dropped the subject.

Su Yang thought to himself, I’ll ask them privately later.

About ten minutes later, Liu Bo and the others strolled over leisurely.

"Hey! You guys done already?" Liu Bo and Ji Bo led the group, grinning.

"Finished ages ago. Yours was the priciest, so it took longer."

"Heh, but it was worth it!"

"How so?" Meng Wenzhou asked with a playful wink.

"First off, every single masseuse was stunning—not quite on par with our girls, of course, but top-tier for the profession. And their hands? So soft and skilled. Felt amazing!" Liu Bo’s eyes sparkled, clearly still savoring the memory.

Su Yang laughed. "Alright, spare us the details. Let’s get going."

"Wait, we haven’t paid yet," Pan Ning said, standing up—only to see Lu Yun walking back from the front desk.

"Huh? When did you...?"

Lu Yun smiled sweetly. "While you were chatting."

"You already paid?"

"Yep~"

Pan Ning sighed. "I told you this was my treat. You’re impossible."

Lu Yun stuck out her tongue and stepped closer. "Who pays doesn’t matter. I know you guys don’t care, but I wanted to contribute where I could. It wouldn’t feel right just accepting your kindness without giving back."

Pan Ning smiled softly. "Fine~ No more arguing."

"Let’s head out," Su Yang called, rising to his feet.

He’d noticed Lu Yun sneaking off to pay earlier but didn’t stop her—he knew her well enough to understand she’d feel uneasy if she couldn’t reciprocate.

Amid cheerful farewells from the staff, the group of eleven exited Ning Shen Pavilion.

It was still early, and everyone felt refreshed after their massages.

Zhang Ziming turned to the group with a grin. "While we were at the hot springs earlier, we talked about playing Werewolf after the massage. What do you all think?"

Meng Qianyu immediately lit up. "I’m in!"

"Me too!" Ye Wan added, raising her hand.

Seeing everyone’s enthusiasm, Zhang Ziming beamed. "Great! We’ll grab some beers to go with it."

"Sounds fun~ But should we play at your place or ours?" Tang Ziyun asked.

"Either works. How about yours? That way, you can just crash afterward, and we’ll leave."

"Perfect~"

The group chatted cheerfully as they walked back to the villa area.

Soon, they arrived at the "girls’ dorm."

The decor was nearly identical to the guys’ place, with only minor layout differences.

Everyone settled onto the living room sofas while Zhang Ziming called the front desk from the hotel phone on the side table.

About fifteen minutes later, a knock came at the door. Ji Bo jogged over to answer it.

A staff member stood outside with a cart holding two cases of craft beer and assorted snacks.

"That was fast! Mind bringing it in?"

"Of course~" The attendant wheeled the cart inside, swiftly unloading the beers and snacks onto the coffee table.

After a few polite exchanges, he left with the cart.

"Alright, drinks are here, and it’s about time. Let’s get started!" Zhang Ziming said, cracking open a beer case.

Su Yang glanced around. "There’s eleven of us. Who’s moderating?"

Meng Qianyu raised her hand. "I’ll do the first round. Anyone who doesn’t know how to play?"

Several people nodded hesitantly.

"Wait, that many?" Meng Qianyu blinked.

"Not that we don’t know, just that we’re rusty. Haven’t played much," Liu Bo clarified.

"That’s fine! As long as you know the rules, you’ll pick it up. I meant, is there anyone who’s never played?"

When no one spoke up, Meng Qianyu smiled. "Good. Worst-case scenario, someone’s clueless."

"Shouldn’t be an issue. This game’s been popular for years—everyone’s probably tried it," Su Yang said.

"Great! I’ll moderate first. You ten can start the first round.

...

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