Under the guidance of the clerk, Ling Wenxiao and He Qiyan changed into the clothes prepared by the beauty salon for customers. After changing, they were taken to the rooms on the second floor to take a bath.
Ling Wenxiao chose to take a milk bath and tried the water temperature, which was just right. Ling Wenxiao lay in the bathtub with his eyes closed. The water vapor made the whole room humid, which made the whole state soothing.
"It's so comfortable. Why didn't I find such a good way of life before? After I get home, I will buy more milk and take a bath at home."
Ling Wenxiao was about to fall asleep. The technician came in to wake her up and asked her to choose the aroma scent to use for a while. Ling Wenxiao looked at it and found that there were sandalwood, bitter chrysanthemum, lavender, rose, grapefruit, and Ling Wenxiao.
Wen Xiao chose grapefruit, which sounded delicious.
The essential oils include coconut, mint, banana, sweet orange, and jasmine. Ling Wenxiao chose the mint flavor because she likes the refreshing feeling.
After choosing, the technician took her up and put on a cloth scarf for Ling Wenxiao that could only cover her chest. The technician took another cloth scarf and wrapped Ling Wenxiao's upper buttocks.
After wrapping up, he led Ling Wenxiao to a room next to him. Ling Wenxiao pushed open the door and saw that there were two massage beds. He Qiyan was currently lying on one of the beds, and his technician had already started
I pinched his shoulders for him.
He Qiyan heard the door open and looked up to see Ling Wenxiao. He stretched out his hand to greet her and pointed to the massage bed next to him:
"Come quickly."
Ling Wenxiao covered his chest unnaturally with his hands, feeling like he was being exposed. In front of He Qiyan, his face blushed shyly.
"Oh my god, can I refuse? It's okay to share a room for men and women. He Qiyan is almost wearing nothing! I can't wear less. No, I need to talk to the technician.
, I want a separate room."
In the few seconds when Ling Wenxiao stood at the door, she had already made countless assumptions in her mind. Just when Ling Wenxiao was about to speak, the technician came over, held Ling Wenxiao's hand and led her to the bedside, stretching out her hand with a smile.
The invitation gesture said:
"Mrs. He, just lie down on the bed and I will serve you."
Ling Wenxiao heard her calling him Mrs. He and lost control of his expression. He turned to look at He Qiyan with wide eyes. He saw that He Qiyan was enjoying the massage with his eyes closed. Ling Wenxiao could only nod politely and lie down.
On the massage table.
"Forget it, just take care of yourself as you come. Just think of it like wearing a swimsuit on the beach. Men and women are not mixed together there."
With a desperate attitude, Ling Wenxiao quietly placed her face on the designated position. The technician began to apply essential oil on her body and gently kneaded various places. Ling Wenxiao felt that the pores all over her body were open.
, the congested meridians are unblocked and smooth, especially when smelling the sweet aroma, I feel like I am about to fall asleep.
"Well, it's comfortable. It seems that this trip is quite worth it."
I don't know how long it took, but Ling Wenxiao was frightened out of consciousness by a scream. When he opened his eyes, he saw that He Qiyan was being set by a technician, with a ferocious expression and howling in pain.
Ling Wenxiao couldn't help but laugh when he looked at him like this. Then, his own bones were set, and his screams were even more miserable. The two of them laughed when they looked at each other. The two of them laughed for a while.
Crying ground, the painting style is very strange.
The little awkwardness and emotions that Ling Wenxiao had been feeling these past few days all disappeared at this moment.
After pressing for almost ten minutes, the technician finally stopped. The two people needed to rest here for half an hour before performing a foot massage. After arranging the tools, the two technicians said to the two people:
"Mr. He, Mrs. He, we are going out first and will come back in half an hour. Please have a good rest."
Ling Wenxiao and He Qiyan were the only two people left in the room, looking at each other.
At this moment, the two of them were still laughing because of the scene just now. They lay flat and looked at each other. After gradually calming down, the smell of grapefruit in the air became much lighter.
The two of them were now alone in the same room, with only the important parts of their bodies covered. Ling Wenxiao felt a hint of embarrassment again, and unconsciously adjusted the fabric on his body. He Qiyan looked at her hands on
If you move, your eyes will follow the movement unconsciously.
Ling Wenxiao raised his eyes to look at him, and he met He Qiyan's eyes. Ling Wenxiao's heart began to beat so hard again that Ling Wenxiao couldn't breathe.
He Qiyan looked at her white and tender body and swallowed unconsciously. Ling Wenxiao's plump lips seemed to be calling him with invisible hooks. He licked his lips and looked straight at
Staring at Ling Wenxiao, his eyes were a little blurry.
Ling Wenxiao felt that something was wrong with He Qiyan's expression, so he wanted to sit up and avoid his sight:
"He Qiyan, what kind of expression is he looking at me?"
Ling Wenxiao sat up, but unexpectedly the piece of fabric on his body came loose and fell down. Ling Wenxiao had quick hands and quick eyes, so he quickly grabbed the cloth and covered it on his chest to prevent it from being exposed. The air became solid again. Ling Wenxiao
Xiao Zheng sat there motionless.
Ling Wenxiao's heart was obviously broken: "Ah ah ah, why is this happening? Why do such embarrassing things always happen to me at such moments?"
He Qiyan got up and got off the ground, came over and sat behind Ling Wenxiao, reached out and took the cloth in Ling Wenxiao's hand and helped her wrap it around again.
"It's tied."
Ling Wenxiao nodded and said to him: "Thank you, Mr. He."
The two of them were very close at the moment. Ling Wenxiao couldn't see how close He Qiyan was to him, and since he was behind him, he felt particularly uncomfortable. The hairs all over his body stood on end. He leaned forward and tried his best to keep himself comfortable.
Put some distance away from He Qiyan.
He Qiyan felt Ling Wenxiao's discomfort, got up, went back to his bed and lay down: "Xiao Zi, I am also a well-educated person. I won't do anything to you in broad daylight. Don't do anything to me."
So nervous."
"I'm not afraid of what you will do. I just think our current relationship is very complicated. You asked me to pretend to be your girlfriend, but you hugged me. I don't understand what you mean."
Ling Wenxiao remained motionless, sitting upright on the bed.
"I just want us to be more like a couple, at least be a little closer when we are outdoors, so I always want to hold your hand or put my arm around your shoulder.
As for that night, we both drank too much. I have never broken the video before. If it weren’t for the video, I really didn’t think I would be like this. I promise I have never done this to anyone else. I have never talked about it.
Have a girlfriend."
After hearing this, Ling Wenxiao turned around and looked at her with a look of disbelief:
"As the big boss of an entertainment company, you must have a lot of young girls around you who are always looking after you. Even if there are none outside, the artists in our company will not miss such a good opportunity."
He Qiyan made an oath gesture:
"I promise, I, He Qiyan, have never been in love or touched any little girl except you. If I tell a single word of lies, my entire company will go bankrupt."
"Also, I am willing to be responsible for you, but it does not mean that you are bound by me. You are still free. You can make any decision you want. Whether you be my real girlfriend, I still give you some compensation.
I am willing to do both."
Ling Wenxiao looked at his sincere expression, and his excited tone made the muscles in his body tremble. Ling Wenxiao looked at this scene, like a character in a cartoon, and felt a little funny:
"When we fall in love, we must love each other before we can be together. Your rhetoric seems a bit coercive to me, and I am not that kind of person.
And it’s just a kiss, which is very normal for us actors, so you don’t need to take it to heart.
We will be good buddies from now on. Many friends lead to many paths. I will count on you as my backer from now on, Mr. He.
As for intimate interactions, I also understand that I will try my best to disguise myself as Mr. He's girlfriend in front of outsiders. I believe in your character."
He Qiyan clenched his hand into a fist and raised it to signal for a fist bump with Ling Wenxiao. Ling Wenxiao also raised his fist and bumped it with He Qiyan. He Qiyan hugged Ling Wenxiao and patted him happily.
Patting her on the back: "Good brother!"
Ling Wenxiao's chest was pressed tightly against him, and his heart that had just regained its balance began to pound again. He Qiyan must have felt it, and he deliberately buried his head into Ling Wenxiao's neck, and breathed on Ling Wenxiao's neck.
It makes you feel itchy.
At this time, the technician knocked on the door: "Mr. He, Mrs. He, we are in."
Ling Wenxiao heard someone coming and stretched out his hand to break away from He Qiyan, and then pulled the cloth on his chest.
The technician pushed the door open and came in only to take a large wooden bucket and put it in the cabin inside. There was a single massage chair in the cabin, but the position was slightly larger than a normal single chair.
The technician pointed at the massage chair: "Mr. He, Mrs. He, you can sit down here."
Ling Wenxiao looked at the massage chair and asked, "This one looks a little hard to sit on, doesn't it?"
"Anyone who can sit down, Mrs. He, the service package you have chosen is called Yuanyangqingshe, so the pedicure is for two people to do it together. Mr. He sits on it first, and then Mrs. He sits between the two of Mr. He, and Mr. He comes from behind.
He hugged Mrs. He and leaned back in the chair.
Many of our customers have reported that this solution is very good, very comfortable, and can deepen the relationship between each other."
Ling Wenxiao had a sentence in his heart that he didn't know whether to say or not. He roared in his heart, "Whose idea was this?"
When Ling Wenxiao was still hesitating, He Qiyan had already taken action. He pulled her and held her on his lap. He spread her legs and let Ling Wenxiao's butt sit between his legs for massage.
On the chair.
He wrapped his hands around Ling Wenxiao's belly, held Ling Wenxiao's face close to him, and fell on the back of the chair. He Qiyan put Ling Wenxiao's head on his neck, closed his eyes and began to enjoy it.
.
The technician put four feet in the wooden barrel, and the two technicians began to massage both feet. Ling Wenxiao felt embarrassed with his eyes open, so he had to close his eyes.
"Okay, just do the whole show and treat it like a human body."
Ling Wenxiao's heart skipped a beat, and he relaxed his muscles all over his body and began to enjoy the process. The technician's hands gently massaged each acupuncture point. Some of the points were sore, numb, and painful. Ling Wenxiao could just grab the crane when it hurt.
Qiyan's arm, He Qiyan was about to let out a scream in a moment, not only his feet hurt, but his arms also hurt.
After the acupoints were massaged, they began to apply skin cream, wrap them in plastic wrap, and do a foot mask for twenty minutes. The technician went out during this time, and He Qiyan and Ling Wenxiao waited for the time.
Because the lights in the room were dim and aromatherapy had a certain sleep-promoting effect, Ling Wenxiao fell into a light sleep. He Qiyan's arms were wrapped around his waist, as if he was wearing a seat belt.
Sleep more peacefully.
Ling Wenxiao fell asleep and felt that his arm was itchy, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito. Ling Wenxiao raised his hand and patted his arm. Ling Wenxiao's movement startled He Qiyan and woke him up, and he sat up tightly.
, opened his hooded eyes and asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Ling Wenxiao patted He Qiyan's arm and comforted him: "It's okay, there seems to be a mosquito."
He Qiyan's tense body relaxed and he leaned back again, but he only felt two soft fleshy things pinched in his hands...
Ling Wenxiao also reacted, looked down at the hands, immediately pushed his hands away, turned back to glare at He Qiyan and asked questioningly:
"What are you doing?"
He Qiyan was also overwhelmed by this sudden accident. His ears instantly turned red and he spoke like a puppy that made a mistake:
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."
Seeing his innocent expression, Ling Wenxiao had no choice but to turn around, cover his face with one hand, and shake his head, "What a sin! What a messed up life this is."
At this time, the technician knocked on the door: "Mr. He, Mrs. He, the time has come, we are coming in."
The technician came in and tore off the plastic wrap wrapped around the two people. The two technicians took the two people back to the room where they had just changed clothes.
After changing their clothes, the two met in the lobby. He Qiyan looked at her arm and made a gesture for her to put it on his shoulders. Ling Wenxiao wanted to roll his eyes. Are you called a couple if you put your arms on your shoulders? There is no such thing as you here.
People from the company, what are you still doing here?
Seeing that He Qiyan was not planning to leave until he put it on his shoulder, he could only helplessly put his hand on He Qiyan's arm, raised his head and gave He Qiyan a fake smile, meaning to say, "How about this time?"
Are you satisfied?"
He Qiyan led Ling Wenxiao and walked forward with long strides. Ling Wenxiao could only speed up his pace in cooperation with him.
She was in a daze: "Is this He Qiyan still the serious, cold, and resolute business man in the entertainment industry that I just met? Looking at his state, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a primary school student!"
The two walked to the underground garage. He Qiyan walked to the passenger seat and opened the door for Ling Wenxiao. He said with a wicked smile: "Mrs. He, please come in."
"Thank you Mr. He."
Ling Wenxiao got into the passenger seat and looked at He Qiyan walking past the front of the car. What's going on? He's a bit handsome...