Super Male Masseur

"Jung, I have troubled you. It is impossible for Ye Yun and I to be together."

"I'm sorry Jung, I can't hurt Ye Yun anymore." Without waiting for Jung to say anything, I quickly hung up the phone. I was afraid that he would be able to hear the traces of reluctance and anticipation in my voice.

After that, the Jung called me a few more times, but I didn't answer or hang up. I just let it ring until it was over, which caused the taxi driver to ask if I had quarreled with my girlfriend and even tried to persuade me that he was an experienced person, which was just a small matter.

Ignoring the chatter of the taxi driver, I kept my eyes on the lights outside the window, my mind empty. When I got home, it was the taxi driver who shook me awake.

"Hey!" "Lad, you haven't paid yet?"

I got out of the car and walked straight to the entrance of the district. Behind me, I suddenly heard the sound of a taxi driver collecting debts. I turned around stiffly and took out 100 yuan from a stack of money from my bag to hand to the taxi driver.

"Hey!" Young man, don't go! I haven't found you any money yet. "

After paying the money, I turned around and walked back to the entrance of the neighborhood. Behind me, I heard the taxi driver's voice again, but this time I didn't turn around. I wasn't in the mood.

He thought that the taxi driver would leave things at that, but he got out and caught up with me. He put a handful of crumpled change into my hand and finally persuaded me, "Young man, there's nothing that you can't get through. Watch a little."

When I stared at the driver of the cab, there was probably no sign of life. His next words were like a gust of wind in my head, and I didn't wake up until he patted me on the shoulder as he left.

As I watched the taxi driver leave, I suddenly felt that not every taxi driver was as bad as the one who had left me on the main road.

"Sigh!" There should be a lot of good people in this world, but it's just that my luck was bad and I met that evil star Qin Yan. " He sighed again towards the night sky.

When I got home, I didn't take a shower. I didn't know when I fell asleep on the sofa, but the alarm clock woke me up at 6: 30 the next morning.

Following the usual practice, he walked into the kitchen and took out a blade. He cut open his finger and dripped three drops of blood on A Ling. It was still a small finger this time, but it wasn't the same wound.

"A Ling, why aren't you awake yet?" The soft light that was emitted from the surface of the broken jade slowly devoured the blood. I looked at it in a daze and smelt it in a daze. There was no response at all.

A Ling said that she would wake up in three days. This was the third day, so she might wake up tomorrow.

After putting away the broken jade and seeing that it was still early, he planned to take a bath, eat breakfast and head to Qin Yan's place.

Qin Yan had asked me to definitely come yesterday, but she didn't say what it was about. I was thinking whether I should wear my work clothes to take my work box, or wear normal clothes and not take my work box.

Qin Yan wanted me to go to her house, not to meet her in a meeting place like Lakeside Cafe, so she told me to come over because she wanted me to give her a massage.

Even if Qin Yan didn't have that intention at that time, I could use the reason of inviting too many noble women and preparing to go to work after discussing the matter with them.

So I went to Qin Yan's place wearing my work clothes and carrying my work case. First of all, I called her and asked her about her family's situation.

The last two times I was met on the spot by Qin Yan's husband, fortunately I managed to avoid it safely. This reminded me to be more careful when doing things.

"Hey!" Qin Yan's lazy voice came out from the phone. It seems like she was disturbed by my phone before she could even wake up.

After confirming that it was Qin Yan's voice on the other side of the phone, I said, "Hello! Sister Qin Yan, I'm at your doorstep, is it convenient for you to come up now? "

"Wait a moment." Maybe it was my voice, but Qin Yan's voice seemed to have instantly sobered up a lot when she heard it.

I heard Qin Yan wearing slippers and opening the door, followed by the resounding sound of the door closing. After closing the door, Qin Yan said to me: "Chen Yang, don't come up yet. My husband just left the house, wait for half an hour before you come up!"

After we finished inspecting the situation, I ordered a cup of coffee from a drinks store in front of Qin Yan's house and sat down next to a window. The situation in front of Qin Yan's house could very clearly be seen from here.

A moment later, I saw Qin Yan's husband walk out. His famous suit had been set off by his round belly and crooked old face, making him look like he had just come across something on the street.

When husband Qin Yan drove away from the garage, I didn't go up immediately, but listened to him, and waited for about half an hour before returning.

Just as I walked to the front door of Qin Yan's house, and before I even pressed the doorbell to open it, Qin Yan reached out a hand and pulled me inside. It was the same as last night's Yu Xiaomei, which made me puzzled.

"Sister Qin Yan, what are you doing? "I'll wait for my arm to be injured. What will you do?" When I was dragged inside, I almost fell facedown onto the ground. If it weren't for my developed cerebellum and my efforts to maintain my balance, my wrist would have been damaged to a certain extent.

"It seems like you are quite self-aware! "I know the meaning behind elder sister's words. She brought all of the tools here with her." After Qin Yan pulled me in, she quickly closed the door. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked at me up and down.

"If I don't understand the meaning behind Sister Qin Yan's words, how could I help Sister Qin Yan?" I tried my best to disguise the expression on my face as though I was happy at being praised by Qin Yan. Actually, I had already asked her and her ancestors many times in my heart.

"This kid is worth teaching." Qin Yan chuckled and pulled me inside the house. This kind of experience was exactly the same as yesterday at Yu Xiaomei's house.

Qin Yan did not specially open a massage room like Xu Meifeng, but Qin Yan had a massage bed. Usually, he hid his bed and tried to not let his husband see it, otherwise it would be too noisy.