The cold wind howled outside, and the heat inside the house was permeated.

Jiang Cong sat on the sofa, holding a bosom friend in his hand, and was looking at it for a while.

In the bar, Wang Mei was sitting on a high stool, holding nail clippers, and was polishing her nails with her head down.

The two of them did not interfere with each other in the living room, each doing their own thing, and it had been going on for a while.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached, and then the glass door was pushed open, and the wind outside suddenly became louder, and then disappeared again.

When the footsteps came, Wang Mei raised her head, glanced out of the door, and then lowered her head expressionlessly, continuing to grind her nails.

And Jiang Cong was also very vigilant, immediately sat upright, quietly threw the magazine aside, picked up the foot model on the glass coffee table in front of him, and pretended to be recognizing acupoints and studying the operation route of foot therapy.

When the visitor pushed open the door and walked into the house, he pretended to turn his head inadvertently to look over, but it was the girl he had seen for the first time when he first arrived.

This girl's name is Wang Li, and she is also the cousin of the old witch, but the relationship is a little farther away than Wang Mei.

In a flash, he has been here for six days, and he has already figured out the basic situation of his colleagues here.

Everything pretended to collapse violently, Jiang Cong threw the foot model on the sofa, touched the previous bosom friend, and looked at it again.

Wang Li stepped on the small high-heeled leather shoes, nodded to the two people in the house, and walked towards the backyard.

Qinqi rehabilitation massage room rents a total of two houses, and it is next to each other, this side has four bedrooms and one living room, mainly for foot massage, and the next house has three bedrooms and one living room, mainly for massage.

The guests who come during the day are generally massage acupuncture and moxibustion, so most of the staff stay there, but there are also many people who come to do pedicure during the day, so Wang Mei is left here.

As for Jiang Cong, a newcomer, he doesn't know anything, and he can only hide here and recognize the acupuncture points.

Time passed in silence, and suddenly a mobile phone rang, Wang Mei glanced to the side, then picked up the mobile phone, put it on the bar counter, raised her chin at Jiang Cong, and said lightly: "Your text message." ”

Jiang Cong looked up suspiciously, blinked before he came to his senses, bypassed the glass coffee table, and rushed to the bar in three or two clicks, picking up his mobile phone and flipping through the text messages.

"I've already bought a ticket, today's car will arrive tomorrow, you tell the boss. ”

The text message was sent by Yuan Wei, Jiang Cong smiled bitterly and replied with a text message: "Well, I know." ”

Then he put his phone back on the bar, walked to the sofa and sat down, tired and too tired to even look at his bosom friend.

Yuan Wei is also from their village, everyone grew up together, although he is two years older in terms of age, but the relationship between them is very good, just wear a pair of pants.

When he and Peng Qiao came here, Yuan Wei was messing around with his girlfriend and planned to go to Shenzhen to stay after having fun at home.

However, in the past few days, they have had a conflict, quarreling very fiercely, the two said that they would break up in a quarrel, and they broke up on the spot, but they were not completely separated, and they were intermittently entangled.

This kind of thing has happened a few times before, and this time Yuan Wei was so tired that he really didn't want to get back together, but he was always chased by his girlfriend, and it happened that they called him the day before yesterday, which made him come up with the idea of coming here, even if he was hiding from people and distracting, it would be good if he could learn a craft.

After that, they left Wang Mei's mobile phone number to keep in touch with each other.

In his selfish heart, Jiang Cong did not agree with Yuan Wei coming here, so when he sent a text message, he listed several things that he was taboo about, but he didn't expect him to decide to come.

"You just don't want him to come here. Wang Mei picked up her mobile phone and flipped through the text messages, and asked in a homely manner.

This mobile phone is hers, and she has read all the text messages she sent before, so she knows Jiang Cong's attitude, but she doesn't understand the listed things.

"He was a gangster in school when he was a student, and he was more serious about face, so let him give people a pedicure? Jiang Cong rubbed his eyebrows and said with a wry smile.

"Is his hair longer than yours?" Thinking of the text message she saw before, Wang Mei looked at Jiang Cong's hair, she was very curious about this question, she actually wanted to ask yesterday, but she never found the opportunity.

"yes, his hair is longer than mine, I'm trying to block my eyes, he's trying to cover my face. Jiang Cong tossed his hair aside, raised his hand and made a gesture, his fingers reaching his chin.

"Isn't it ugly?" Wang Mei raised her eyebrows, feeling surprised.

"No, and it's very handsome, it's just not tall, but he thinks his face is longer, so he has long hair all the time. Jiang Cong explained.

"Is there Peng Qiaoshuai?" asked Wang Mei.

"Peng Qiao? He is also called handsome, and shining Yuan Wei's shoes is not qualified enough. Jiang Cong sneered, very disdainful.

"Then you're not even qualified to wipe his ass. Wang Mei said lightly.

Jiang Cong was stupid, and looked at Wang Mei blankly, what kind of baptism she has experienced here in the past half a year, and she can not change her face when she says this!

Seeing that Jiang Cong didn't speak, Wang Mei proudly compared scissor hands and sneered softly, as if she had won a battle.

Then she lowered her head, reached for the diary from the drawer, took a pen and wrote something on it.

Jiang Cong sat on the sofa, thinking about the messy things for a while, then got up and pushed the door out, standing in the cold wind and wanting to be blown away from fatigue.

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"Xiaowei, did he still decide to come over?"

"I've bought all the tickets, maybe I'm on the bus, what do you think?"

"He must have been entangled by the little swallow and couldn't do anything, otherwise just cutting his hair would be enough to put an end to his thoughts. ”

"Are we really going to cut our hair?"

"It's advertised as formal here, and the big boy has long hair, which is detrimental to his image. ”

Jiang Cong stopped talking, leaned back on the sofa, looked at the ceiling and sighed, it was hard to grow long hair, it was really a little reluctant for him to cut it off, so he had stubbornly resisted the cold eyes of the old witch man and persisted for four days!

Speaking of which, I don't know if this old witch man has taken the wrong medicine, Jiang Cong seems to be very unpleasant, he has always had a cold face, as if he owes him a lot of money and hasn't paid it back.

Peng Qiao was also silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "What do you think, what do you think of this little swallow?"

Jiang Cong thought for a moment, shook his head, and sighed: "Have you had a lot of contact? ”

Peng Qiao glanced at Jiang Cong, and said angrily: "I'm definitely not familiar with it, you've been at home, so I thought of asking you." ”

"When your uncle comes, you better ask him. Jiang Cong thought about it again and found that he really didn't know much about that person, so he joked with a smile.

"Pull it down, it's because of this that he wants to hide here, if you ask him this question, you can't beat me up." Peng Qiao shook his head like a rattle and refused directly.

Yuan Wei and Peng Qiao, in addition to being young, are actually uncles and nephews, but their relatives are not too close, and it is normal to call each other's names, and they are friends.

The two chatted for a while, and it was not over until Wang Li came over and called Peng Qiao away, and Wang Mei also assigned Jiang Cong a task: cooking.

It's the big guys who take turns cooking here, and it's actually Wang Mei's turn today, just use someone else's mobile phone, how can you do it without paying a price?