One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

Because she knew he was a money-grubbing guy.

Compared to the enormous amount spent this time.

He had no choice but to obediently swallow his anger and massage his feet!

This is the home ground of the World Society, so we're not worried about him skipping out on the bill.

Feng Shayan, like a queen, looked down on Bai Yuan's handsome face with disdain.

His eyes were disdainful, as if he had everything under control.

but,

She wouldn't actually let this guy touch her feet.

As long as you secretly snap a photo when this guy crouches down close, and quickly pull your foot back, your revenge will be complete!

Bai Yuan stood there blankly.

This isn't right...

In the anime, isn't this the correct character design for the eldest daughter of the Feng family?

this...

Why has the art style changed?

Seeing that Bai Yuan remained silent.

Feng Shayan's suspicions were further confirmed, and the excitement and mischievousness in her eyes intensified.

He forced a smile, his thin lips tightening, and deliberately made his voice cold.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and massage my feet."

"I've heard that troubled teenagers like you, from broken homes, usually have nowhere else to go!"

"Besides, you're new here and your salary isn't high. If I give you a bad review, you'll have worked for nothing this month!"

Bai Yuan's eyes held a complex expression.

His gaze shifted slightly downwards to those exquisite, translucent jade feet.

Seeing Bai Yuan's struggling expression, as if he had encountered something that troubled him, he gave off a pitiful feeling...

Feng Shayan became even more excited!

The cheeks behind the mask were slightly flushed.

She suppressed her excitement.

"Give me a foot massage, and I'll leave the money here; you can take it anytime."

"If you don't massage my feet..."

Feng Shayan's alluring figure leaned slightly forward, her ample bosom exuding a unique sense of pressure.

"Male technician...you don't want to have a huge pay cut, do you?"

She emphasized the word 'money' very much.

Bai Yuan took a deep breath, trying to immerse himself in the 'role' the woman imagined.

You like to play, right?

Even their speech has a Tokyo accent?

good good!

Who isn't an actor at some point?

Then,

His lips trembled slightly, as if he had made a tremendous decision, and he squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth.

"it is good..."

A wicked smile of triumph crept across Feng Shayan's lips.

A hand stealthily reaches for the miniature camera that was hidden beforehand...

Bai Yuan took in the woman's subtle movements...

ROOM!

Chapter 20 The Puppet Knocking at the Door in the Middle of the Night

Bai Yuan looked like he was being 'coerced'.

Under the soft light,

The girl in front of me had delicate, white veins on her feet, and her toenails were stained a light white, like blooming petals.

A hint of smug satisfaction flashed in Feng Shayan's eyes.

snort!

He really is a money-grubbing guy.

In order to avoid paying for the project, he was willing to submit to his subordinates.

Feng Shayan despises this kind of person the most!

For a time,

The girl would later try to alleviate some of the guilt she felt about posting Bai Yuan's embarrassing behavior online.

If the other person apologizes to me later...

Or if he's willing to join the World Society, then I won't post his photo.

But the photos... I have to keep them!

This guy is a real bastard, but he looks...

She is indeed handsome.

But in the next moment,

Feng Shayan's expression suddenly changed!

My heart skipped a beat.

Where's the camera?

As she groped around behind her with one hand, but couldn't find anything, she had a bad feeling.

impossible?

But as Bai Yuan's hands slowly approached, Feng Shayan hesitated and began to grope behind her back with both hands.

Still nothing...

The girl then tried to pull her foot back.

But then my body jerked again.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; if we miss it, this guy will definitely become suspicious!

Gritting his teeth,

Feng Shayan turned around, intending to see where her miniature camera was.

hateful!

Let those guys take the cameras.

Those idiots just had to bring a camera!

They told her to put her mind at ease, and there was a bunch of strange things they said, emphasizing that there couldn't possibly be any recording equipment in the club!

This is such a waste of time!

If it weren't for the fact that the phone wasn't too far away and the picture wasn't clear enough, she wouldn't have used this troublesome thing!

But in that instant of turning around,

"ah!"

Feng Shayan's delicate body trembled, her exquisite figure suddenly stiffened, and she let out a gasp of surprise.

At the same instant,

Turning around, she was shocked to find that...

There was nothing behind me... Where was the miniature camera?!

Where's the camera?

Where's the camera you put there yourself?!

A tremendous question arose in her mind!

In the midst of the chaos,

She turned her head again.

He mumbled incoherently, unable to utter a single fluent sentence.

"You! You! Take your hand off..."

"You... lecherous scoundrel, I... I'll kill you!"

She clearly wanted to scold the other person, but the words she spoke carried a hint of coquetry.

in an instant,

Feng Shayan felt as if she had used the legendary muscle-softening powder, and suddenly she couldn't muster any strength at all.

Without warning, without any reason.

But relying on instinct,

Feng Shayan bit her lip in extreme shame and indignation, her face as delicate as a flower, her breathing rapid, and she struggled with all her might.

Unfortunately, the amplitude was too small, which made it seem a bit affected.

why?

Why can't I break free?

So...so comfortable...

Do not!

It must be sorcery!

Feng Shayan, wake up!

Please, please... wake up!

Bai Yuan focused intently on playing his 'current role'.

A faint 'surgical' electric current emanated from his hand...

now,

This is the time for spiritual practice!

...

About ten minutes later,

Bai Yuan stopped what he was doing and slowly stood up.

I carefully washed my hands in the basin and rubbed them twice with disposable soap.

Actually, there was no odor on my hands, and they even had a slight rose fragrance, but the necessary steps couldn't be skipped.

It glanced at the swallow that had its head buried in the waterbed, its breath wafting fragrance through the water, as if it were ashamed to face anyone.

He picked up a stack of banknotes from the table.

Leave in style.