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Jiang Jie!

He had just arrived in Binhai City today, and in order to drag the followers arranged by his family, he had to use a little trickery and ran into this leisure center.

And as a debaucher, he naturally knows what kind of leisure center this is, although he is a good woman, but he does not like this kind of transaction with money as the main body.

In his opinion, making/loving is a sacred and undesecrated sport, not to mention the fact that he has always looked down on women in such places.

But when he ran into the leisure center just now, the woman who was smoking at the door made him very interested.

If a woman who does not smoke is a touch of carmine, then a woman who smokes is a mandala. The smoke gradually drifted away, and what did not drift away was the charm and fantasy. He never thought that a woman's smoking movements and demeanor would be so charming and elegant.

If it weren't for the follower chasing too closely, he would definitely go up and ask the woman's name, although he didn't know what the woman's name was, but the counselor from the side called her Sister Zhao, but let him know that the woman's surname was Zhao.

"Hello, I'm masseur number 9. ”

Chen Fan's voice interrupted Jiang Jie's fantasy about Zhao Qingwan, and he couldn't help but look up at the people who walked into the massage room.

Jiang Jie himself is a rare handsome boy, because he often shows an evil smile on his mouth, which makes him vertical and horizontal and among the flowers, and swim in the water easily.

But compared with the young man in front of him, even Jiang Jie had to admit that the young man in front of him was a little more handsome than him.

At that moment, a habitual evil smile appeared on his face and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good-looking." ”

"Huh?" Chen Fan didn't expect the guest to suddenly say such a thing, which made him stunned, and then quickly said, "Actually, you look better than me." ”

"Hehe, you're still modest. Jiang Jie laughed this time, then lay on the massage table and said, "Okay, you can start massaging me." ”

"Okay!" Maybe because everyone is a boy, Chen Fan didn't feel embarrassed, and directly began to massage Jiang Jie.

Through the dim light, Chen Fan also found that the muscles on this boy's body were perfectly distributed, and Chen Fan could feel the power contained in the weak muscles.

I really don't know what this boy who seems to be in his early twenties does, and the muscles in this body are really a little different from ordinary people's.

"The technique and strength of your massage is the best I've ever encountered. At this time, Jiang Jie, who was lying on the massage table, suddenly spoke.

Jiang Jie's words made Chen Fan pause the massage, but soon began to move again, and said, "Thank you!"

He is telling the truth, Jiang Jie often lets his women massage him or let some old Chinese medicine doctors massage him for himself, especially after every strenuous exercise, he will find a professional masseuse to help him do a relaxation exercise on the tense muscles in his body.

However, Chen Fan's massage technique made him feel a little indescribable comfort, as if the muscles of the whole body were bathed in the warmth of the sun.

"By the way, the woman standing on the first floor with a beautiful smoking posture is called Sister Zhao by others, who is it?" For a stunning woman like Zhao Qingwan, Jiang Jie has always wanted to get the prey, especially the mature and charming cold temperament exuded by Zhao Qingwan is even more difficult for Jiang Jie to forget.

"Huh?" Jiang Jie's sudden question made Chen Fan stunned, he didn't know why this guest asked him about Sister Zhao, but at the same time, Chen Fan was a little puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just a moment of curiosity, when I came in just now, I saw her standing in the door smoking, and the posture was really fascinating. Speaking with a smile, Jiang Jie's mind couldn't help but recall the amazement he had when he first saw Zhao Qingwan just now.

For beautiful women, Jiang Jie has met a lot and played a lot, but he has never met a woman like Zhao Qingwan who makes people look like they can give birth to infinite fantasies, but is cold and mature, with a hint of style.

The bumpy body, the full and round breasts, under the squeeze of her left arm that bent in front of the chest, looked even more firm, and the V-neck open-shoulder clothing exposed the shoulders at the top of her arms just right, long, thin, and the smoke burned between the clear and moving fingers, as if igniting the light of life.

The delicate and charming waist, under the downward slope and expansion, and the straight buttocks, a pair of slender and round legs looked straight and smooth in the tight professional short skirt.

Just below her long, sexy calves, a pair of high-heeled sandals create a halo effect of varying strength and intensity on her charming ankles under the refraction of light, coupled with the softness and smoothness of her skin, which can only be described as silk satin, and the color is more mellow than milk............

All made Jiang Jie feel intoxicated and fascinated.

Sister Zhao's smoking posture is indeed very beautiful, and people can't feel a trace of disgust. ”

Regarding Jiang Jie's words, Chen Fan couldn't help nodding in agreement, Chen Fan has always been a little disgusted with smoking, but only for Zhao Qingwan's smoking habits, he can't feel a trace of disgust, but is still a little fascinated.

"Hehe, you haven't told me who she is here?" Jiang Jie said with a smile, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would agree with him.

"She is the owner of our center. I don't know what you're asking this for?"

Chen Fan replied honestly, but he didn't understand why the boy in front of him was asking this unimportant question, but he also guessed from the boy's question that he should be here for the first time, otherwise he wouldn't even know Sister Zhao.

"Oh!" Jiang Jie really didn't expect that the woman he met just now under the road turned out to be the owner of this leisure center, which made him a little surprised, but he quickly returned to normal and said: "Then are you Sister Zhao married?" or do you have a boyfriend or something?"

In Jiang Jie's dictionary, only by knowing the other can he win all battles, and he has always adhered to this point, because only in this way can he make corresponding countermeasures. And if the other party is a person with a husband, no matter how much Jiang Jie likes it, he will not be the kind of sinner who tears apart other people's happiness.

But if it's just a boyfriend......... That's another story.

This is also his principle of picking up girls and being a man.

Chen Fan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Probably not! Although I haven't been here for a long time, I've never heard Sister Zhao mention her! I haven't seen other men come to her, and I don't know if she has a boyfriend." ”

Chen Fan's answer made Jiang Jie feel overjoyed, and he nodded with satisfaction at the moment, not talking.

However, this made Chen Fan feel very strange about this guest, he really couldn't figure out what this guest wanted to do, and from his appearance, he didn't look like a bad person.

Until the next clock, Jiang Jie gave Chen Fan a tip of 500 yuan, which made Chen Fan a little surprised.

He didn't do anything, and the guest gave him so much tip, which made him a little embarrassed to accept it, and he was about to push it back: "This... I can't ask for ......."

"Hehe, this is what you deserve!" After speaking, Jiang Jie turned around and walked downstairs.

"What a strange guest!" Seeing Jiang Jie walking towards the other side of the building, Chen Fan couldn't help but mutter, and walked to the lounge.

Before he arrived at the lounge, Chen Fan found Wang Xinyi standing at the door of the men's lounge with his head down, and immediately walked up to greet him, saying, "Xinyi, why are you staying here?

"Huh?" Wang Xinyi, who was still thinking about things, was startled by Chen Fan's sudden arrival, and when she saw the person coming clearly, she couldn't help but blush: "Its... In fact... I am... Come find... Yours. ”

Seeing Wang Xinyi's appearance, Chen Fan also guessed her intention, and said, "Oh, I also heard from them just now, you came to me, have you already discussed it with your family?"

"Hmm!" Wang Xinyi nodded and said, "My mother... Tell me to invite you to dinner at home at noon tomorrow, I don't know ......" Speaking of this, Wang Xinyi glanced at Chen Fan before saying, "I don't know if you have time?"

In fact, Wang Xinyi didn't know what her mother thought, but since she had decided to hand over her brother's illness to Chen Fanye for treatment, Wang Xinyi had to believe that the young man in front of her could cure her brother's illness.

Chen Fan thought for a while, he didn't have anything to do tomorrow, nodded immediately, and said, "What time is noon?"

"I'll come to you at half-past eleven. Wang Xinyi said.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you tomorrow. Saying that, Chen Fan asked again: "By the way, what is the result of your discussion with your mother?"

"You'll know tomorrow when you go. Wang Xinyi is not easy to explain to Chen Fan now, and said at the moment: "I'll go back first if there's nothing to do." ”

"Oh, okay. Seeing Wang Xinyi leave the lounge, Chen Fan was also a little puzzled, since it had been discussed, why couldn't he say it now?

Tonight is not very busy, Chen Fan has already arrived at the end of the work after serving three guests, and when he gets off work, Wang Xinyi told Chen Fan not to run around at noon tomorrow, so as not to find others when she comes, and then left the leisure center.

Chen Fan, who closed the door, took a shower and lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep, and his tossing and turning hand just touched the tube of green bamboo flute in his backpack.

Since coming to Binhai City, Chen Fan has not brought this green bamboo flute with him, touching every sound hole in the bamboo flute, which is carved by his grandfather, and every place of the bamboo flute is flowing with his grandfather's hard work.

Although it has been a long time, Chen Fan has never forgotten his grandfather's appearance before he died.

Gently stroking the bamboo flute, a tear fell from Chen Fan's eyes and slowly slid down the bamboo flute to the ground.

Slowly putting the bamboo flute to his mouth, Chen Fan slowly closed his eyes and played it gently, perhaps because of the sadness in his heart, so that the originally beautiful and beautiful sound of the flute echoed in this small massage room with a trace of desolation and sadness, floating into the silent night sky through the half-open window.........