It was almost three o'clock, and the stock market was about to close. Someone came on time, and that was Mr. Yun, one of Mr. Lan's best friends. Who said that only young people can have best friends, at Mr. Lan's age?
Yes, there are, but these best friends were best friends in the early years, but now they have been upgraded to best friends.
Mr. Yun was about the same age as Mr. Lan. When she saw Sheng Chuncheng smiling like a flower, she came over and sat down on the couch near Sheng Chuncheng. She took Sheng Chuncheng's hand, held it in her hand, and greeted her.
Her face was thin, but her hands were very fat, making Sheng Chuncheng's hands a little breathless. At the same time, she felt nauseated, but she was too embarrassed to take her hands away, so she could only hesitantly agree to her.
Mr. Ni looked at them with a smile, a meaningful smile, and at the same time he felt a little sympathetic to Sheng Chuncheng.
Mr. Yun sat down for a while, as if he had just seen Mr. Ni, and said to him:
"Why are you so peaceful today and why are you at home?"
Mr. Ni looked at his watch and said he was going out soon. Don't worry, I won't disturb you.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mr. Lan rolled his eyes at Mr. Ni dissatisfied and cursed: "What can we do at home? How can we compare with you? When you come back at night, remember to wipe off the lipstick on your face."
Mr. Yun burst out laughing, holding Sheng Chuncheng's hand and shaking it up and down. Mr. Ni stood up, said "I'm too lazy to argue with you" and walked away.
After a while, Mr. Ni came down from upstairs. He had changed into a set of clothes and looked well-dressed. He raised his hand to Mr. Yun and went out.
Mr. Lan closed the computer and told Mr. Yun, "Let's go up."
Mr. Yun agreed, and when he stood up, he stretched out his hand to pull Sheng Chuncheng, and Sheng Chuncheng also stood up.
Mr. Lan and his family's house was renovated very early, more than ten years ago. At that time, it was not fashionable to install elevators in homes, so these three floors, plus the garden on the top floor, were actually a four-story house without an elevator.
I'm used to it and don't bother to install any more.
The place where they massaged was in the garden on the top floor. The three of them had to climb four floors.
Mr. Yun shouted as he climbed: "Okay, coming to your place for a massage is like losing weight. It's so high that I can't breathe."
"Stop it, if you have a little brother under you, you will still be dying." Mr. Lan scolded, and Mr. Yun laughed loudly, panting heavily while laughing.
The three of them climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor. The two women took care of Sheng Chuncheng. Mr. Lan walked in front of him and Mr. Yun walked behind him, patting his butt from time to time and telling him, "Come up."
Go up, go up.
After exiting the attic door, there is a rooftop garden outside. One-third of the more than 200 square meters has been planted with vegetables by the nanny. The other two-thirds of the garden is too lazy to take care of and has been handed over to the flower company.
, they will regularly maintain and replace the plants and flowers here, so the entire roof is full of green and vibrant.
There is a sunroom on the side of the garden near the door. In the sunroom, there are two massage beds. In the middle of the two beds is a movable shelf, and the nanny has already placed the needed things on it.
At the head of each massage table, there is a movable bedside table with water, a fruit plate, and mung bean soup from the refrigerator.
In Hangzhou in May, the weather has begun to get hot, but on the top floor, if you open the window of the sun room, the river breeze from outside comes in. There is no need to turn on the air conditioner, and it is very comfortable.
Mr. Lan and Mr. Yun took off their clothes and sat there with an unobstructed view. They drank the mung bean soup first, then each occupied a massage bed and lay down. Their mouths were still busy, and they did not shy away from their suspicions.
This blind man is like air, and sometimes even if he is talking about him, it doesn't matter.
Mr. Yun asked Mr. Lan: "You old man, are you going to nurse again? Which goblin is he with now?"
"I'm too lazy to care. As long as I don't compromise and move a lot of money out, I don't care about the rest." Mr. Lan said.
"Then you can rest assured that Lao Ni, even my mother, will not move a lot of money outside, let alone a little girl."
Mr. Lan chuckled: "So, let him go."
"That's right. When they go to nurse, we will go and feed them. Tomorrow night, we will go to Universal. It's good to have two little brothers."
Mr. Yun said, Mr. Lan said yes.
Mr. Yun lay there, turned his head and looked at Sheng Chuncheng who was massaging Mr. Lan, and sighed:
"Hey, let me tell you, it's a pity that this is blind, otherwise we could do it here. It would be a pity not to do it in such a good place."
"Shut your stinky mouth! What do you think of my place here!" Mr. Lan cursed, and Mr. Yun chuckled: "Hypocrisy, what's the point? Don't say you haven't thought about it. Why don't you want to go to Universal?
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"Look at you, an old woman, breastfeeding."
"You didn't feed?"
The two of them chuckled again.
Sheng Chuncheng listened to them talking to each other and coming and going wildly. He could only pretend not to hear anything. Even though he knew they were talking about him, he pretended not to hear and just followed his own process.
Work.
Mr. Yun was not a client of Sheng Chuncheng, but every time Sheng Chuncheng came, Mr. Lan would call her over and invite her to massage together. The two women seemed to like lying on the roof with an unobstructed view like this, massaging and talking at the same time.
Something a little bit fishy.
What they especially like is that there is an outsider present, which gives them a secretive feeling. They hide some of what they say and reveal some intentionally. This feeling is very exciting.
Sheng Chuncheng hated these two people from the bottom of his heart, especially this Mr. Yun, but every time the appointed time came, he would always be there without fail. Who told them to give too much, and being the two of them,
It was almost enough for Sheng Chuncheng to make seven or eight, and Sheng Chuncheng needed the money.
But because of the large amount of money given, Sheng Chuncheng felt that there seemed to be not only massage fees, but also tips. This made him look like those global ducks in their mouths. They sent him
, will it be the same as sending them away?
Giving them too much will also give them the illusion that they have the power to speak openly and even unscrupulously. Especially this Mr. Yun can be said to be rude and disgusting.
When Sheng Chuncheng was massaging her breasts, she would ask, Xiao Sheng, look at me, am I as plump as those girls in their twenties?
"You're only eighteen, no wonder people like you to breastfeed so much." Mr. Lan next to him scolded.
"You're not bad either." Mr. Yun replied, and the two of them chuckled again.
When encountering this situation, Sheng Chuncheng could only smile and not respond.
Sheng Chuncheng continued to massage Mr. Yun's chest. Mr. Yun's anger would become thicker and thicker. Finally, he could no longer bear it and would shout:
"Xiao Sheng, please help me touch it down there too."
Sheng Chuncheng's face turned red and he had to speak. He said, "I'm sorry, I can't provide such a service."
"It's okay, it's okay. If you don't want to serve me, I'll do it myself. You can continue with your work." Mr. Yun didn't take it seriously. Sheng Chuncheng continued to massage her breasts. She held Sheng Chuncheng's thigh with one hand and stretched the other hand down her body.
Go and make a groaning sound.
"Are you so disgusting!"
Mr. Lan really couldn't stand it anymore and cursed. Mr. Yun shook his head: "I can't hold it in, I can't hold it in. It's so comfortable. What are you afraid of? This blind man can't see."
Sheng Chuncheng almost wanted to kick her and yelled: "Fuck you!"
But when she thinks that Chunni will start going to college next year, most of the schools she can go to are private universities with high tuition fees. Her younger brother is also going to high school in Qiandao Lake. When he has to save a lot of money, Shengchun Cheng has to endure it.
Despite such humiliation, he still had a smile on his face. At this time, he really wished that he was just a blind man.
That way, at least you don't have to face this ugly face. This chapter has been completed!
