The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show

Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Mr. Fu? Hasn’t he come out yet? Chapter 377: Chapter 377: Mr. Fu? Hasn’t he come out yet? “Let’s go! Let’s go inside,” Li Xingwan said, following the female masseuse. She also arranged for a masseuse skilled in children’s massage for Fu Xiaomo. It was just right to help him relax from the tense recording sessions these past few days.
He’s still so young; he must be exhausted.
“Mommy… Mommy, I don’t really want to go,” Little Mobao said, covering his clothes with both hands, looking shy.
Li Xingwan couldn’t help but laugh. “Mobao, they have special clothes here for massages. They won’t leave you naked.”
“Oh, I see,” Little Mobao replied, visibly relieved. He was eager to try his mommy’s favorite service. “Then I’ll go change.”
“Young Master, please follow us this way,” someone said, taking Little Mobao aside.
Similarly, this establishment’s privacy was excellent. They revealed nothing to the public and were very professional.
“Then I’ll go change too,” said Li Xingwan, promptly speaking up and heading towards the women’s changing area.
She wasn’t too fond of the type that involved much clothing. She preferred skincare treatments.
But today…
She felt somewhat apprehensive since Fu Chengzhou was there,
so she didn’t go with her usual choice. Instead, she changed into the in-house apparel conducive for a massage…
With practiced ease, she lay down on the massage table. “Alright, let’s start.”
“Certainly, Miss Li.”
The staff were very dedicated, taking the massage oil from the side and applying it to Li Xingwan’s body.
Outside, Fu Chengzhou was smoking a cigarette. The male masseurs were still waiting for him to go in and change.
But none of them dared to speak.
It wasn’t until the man finished his cigarette that the voice of Little Mobao could be heard from the adjacent room.
“It feels good… so good…”
Xingwan’s voice followed from another room, “Ah! Gently, gently! Yes, yes, that’s the spot! Keep pressing there, keep pressing.”
Only then did Fu Chengzhou extinguish the cigarette butt in the ashtray with his fingertips. He pushed open the door to Li Xingwan’s room and peeked inside.
He saw the female masseuse’s hands moving under Li Xingwan’s clothes.
Yes, he saw.
Turning around, Fu Chengzhou walked towards the male masseurs, unbuttoning the buttons of his shirt as he went. His robust physique, combined with his tall and elegant figure, made hearts race.
“Miss Li, is this okay?” The female masseuse continued to carefully ask Li Xingwan about the pressure.
Li Xingwan was in heaven. “It’s perfect.”
She should have chosen the back-opening and oil application option from the start.
It was just too comfortable.
So comfortable that she wanted to moan with pleasure.
Little Mobao was also enjoying himself, finally understanding his mommy’s joy.
Then there was Fu Chengzhou. His imposing presence caused the masseur to be on edge as soon as he lay down.
They had never faced such a grand situation in their lives.
About half an hour later, the massage ended. Li Xingwan and Fu Xiaomo felt completely relaxed.
“How was it? Little Mobao, it was good, right?” Li Xingwan said, coming out and patting her son’s head.
Fu Xiaomo silently gave her a thumbs up. “Comfortable.”
“I’ll bring you again next time, but we can’t come often. Boys should avoid such places. It’s enough to loosen up your muscles when you’re young,” she warned.
Her main concern was that the little guy was too tired.
“By the way, where’s Mr. Fu? Hasn’t he finished yet?” Li Xingwan grabbed her phone. WeChat notifications were popping up incessantly, all messages from the old Mr. Fu for her.