Note the sweet scale

Chapter 62 Talking with Mouth (2)

"Who likes sofas? I mean sitting down, not doing|loving doing."

"Don't like the sofa, where do you like to be?"

"I like it..." In the middle of speaking, she was too busy to stop talking, "Don't worry about me, get out, I want to sleep!"

"I'm not in the habit of sleeping on the sofa."

"I care about you, now, I'm a customer!"

"Since you said that, then..." Situ Nanke spread his hands, "Take it off, I'm not in the habit of letting clients wear my clothes."

Yi Meng looked down at the bathrobe on her body, and was busy pulling the skirt tightly with both hands.

"Give me back my clothes first."

Getting up and walking to the corner of the room, Situ Nanke reached out and grabbed something from the laundry basket, hooked it with his fingers and lifted it into the air.

"this one?"

Seeing her own bra hooked in his hands, Yi Meng's face burned with excitement.

"Throw it over!"

Situ Nanke raised his hand and threw the bra to her.

She hurriedly reached out to take it, but when she saw that he was still standing there, she suddenly became angry.

"go out."

"this is my house."

"I'm your client."

"You mean, you want me to help you?"

Yi Meng was so angry that her chest heaved, "Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa and you on the bed, okay?"

"There is only one quilt in my house."

"Poverty you."

"That's because someone owed money and didn't pay it back!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, do you have to sleep with me?"

"It's you who want to stay overnight, not me."

"Okay, the night package is right, is the service right?!" Yi Meng raised her hand and threw the bra aside, and then she lay down in the middle of the big bed, "Come here, massage!"

Isn't he going to provide service? Let him serve her well today!
I don't know if I'm tired these days, my cervical spine is so uncomfortable, so I just asked him to serve.

Walking over and sitting beside her, Situ Nanke raised his hand to brush her long hair away, then his big hand came down and pinched the back of her slender neck, pressing it gently.

The strength of the warm big hand was just right, and Yi Meng let out a breath of enjoyment.

"I can't tell, is your technique quite professional?"

"Have any boys massaged you before?"

"No, I always look for female technicians."

"Really?"

"Of course not."

Could it be that she is a girl who likes to be touched by men?

"I read on your resume that you took a year off before entering high school. Why?"

"Something happened."

"what's up?"

"Why am I telling you?"

"I'm your boss, and I have the right to know about your education. What if you did something illegal?"

Yi Meng pouted with her back to him, "I was in a car accident and almost died, so I recuperated at home for a year, can't I?"

car accident?

Then why in the treatment records, she was only slightly injured. If it was really a car accident, why did she take depression medicine?

Is she lying, or is there something else hidden.

"How did you hit it?"

"do not know."

"do not know?"

"Dad said I smashed my brain and can't remember anything."

Situ Nanke was taken aback, and the strength in her hand became heavier unconsciously, and she immediately screamed.

"Damn Nanke, you want to press me to death!"

Raising his palm, Situ Nanke frowned and stared at the drowsy Yi Meng.

Could it be... She really lost her memory? !

No wonder, when she saw him, it was like seeing a stranger, as if he had never existed in the world.

No wonder, she didn't go to him again.

So...that's it.

(End of this chapter)