52.52 Masseur

Lin Zesheng shook off her hand, "Don't compare you with her." โ€

You don't deserve it. You've got so many girls' chastity on your hands.

Fang Man heard the meaning of his words, clapped his hands indifferently, but his eyes were a little cold when he stood up, "You were right just now, the two of us really have nothing to talk about, I'm really boring to myself." She began to walk out the door, "Good luck to you and Li Min." โ€

Lin Zesheng was about to get up and ask if you wanted to see your father, but when he stood up, he felt that his eyes were dark, he held on to the armrest of the sofa, his heart tightened, and he looked at Fang Man incredulously.

Fang Man in front of her had turned around at some point, and was looking at him with a smile, she slowly took off the pair of lace gloves that exuded a strange fragrance, walked a few steps, and threw them into the trash.

Before Lin Zesheng lost consciousness, he had only one thought in his heart, he was really careless.

The old house of the Lin family.

When Lin Xiao called her brother for the fifth time, Lin's father was also beside him and asked, "Is the phone working?" โ€

"No one answered." Lin Xiao shrugged, "Probably going somewhere else to eat?" โ€

Dad Lin waved his hand, "Don't wait, Nuno is almost hungry." Sister Chen, open dinner! โ€

The nanny answered, and the room was filled with fragrance, and the whole family was happy.

A few kilometers away, Lin Zesheng's villa.

Fang Man was walking outside the community, with a phone in his hand, and Kevin's voice had no temperature on the phone: "Did you find the USB flash drive?" โ€

She was playing with a light gray button that looked like it was on a men's shirt, "Of course I found it." The USB flash drive that Kevin said was something left by He Lanrong, an eyeliner she once had, and there was a lot of evidence in it that could threaten Kevin, but fortunately it was found, and it was worthy of her tossing back to China with a fake identity.

Kevin: "Goodjob. But how did I hear that you went to meet a friend by the way? โ€

Fang Man's smile froze, "How can there be." She quickly looked around, there was not even a figure, a little relieved, but still cold hair, this Kevin, must have arranged someone nearby.

Fang Man's face was a little unsightly, "You don't believe me?" So let me out alone? โ€

Kevin smiled: "How could I not believe you, I just said it casually, don't be angry." "He probably just got somewhere when someone whispered to him about "arrive".

Fang Man asked casually, "Where are you?" โ€

Kevin laughed, "Are you interested in taking care of me?" Although he said this, his tone did not mean to blame at all, "Go back to Michigan early, and I'll be back as soon as I'm done." โ€

"Okay."

Fang Man looked at the phone that hung up, put the buttons in her hand, and then waited on the side of the road to pick up her car.

Los Angeles, USA, the scene of the "Sleeper Agent" promotional campaign.

Li Min's eyelids jumped suddenly, she pressed it, but she still couldn't stop jumping.

She smiled at every fan who came to her for an autograph, and secretly couldn't help but rub her wrists, so tired.

There were a lot of activities today, first holding a gun and posing all kinds of poses, and then she kept signing autographs, and she felt that she would not want to take on a shootout movie in the next year. After signing the last poster, she smiled and took a photo with the fans, and then waved to Tang Tang.

Tang Tang came over immediately, Li Min let out a sigh, and for some reason he was always a little uneasy and irritable in his heart, "Clean up and get ready to go back." โ€

Tang Tang glared, "So early? She flipped through the itinerary in her hand, "There doesn't seem to be anything to do with us in the future, so I'll go say hello and leave." โ€

Li Min nodded, sat next to her and waited for her with hot water.

After waiting for a while, Tang Tang didn't know what else was inking with others, Li Min looked up, Tang Tang was chatting with the male lead actor Zack, Zack was 1.9 meters tall, and he had to bend over to talk to her, Li Min didn't know whether to say that this picture was too loving or miserable, anyway, she didn't want to wait any longer, so she walked out first.

Walking down the hall, she licked her lips. These days, the seasons are changing, and the skin is a little dry, which is the best time to do a spa to relax. While thinking this, the person had already walked to the spa downstairs of the hotel, she reported the room number, and someone took her inside.

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Li Min changed into a bathrobe and lay on the massage table with his eyes closed, and not long after, the masseur came in through the curtain on the other side.

There was a smell of perfume around him, and Li Min could smell it, it should be a man.

She frowned, not because the masseur was male, but because she hadn't liked the scent very much lately.

But she was quickly attracted by the tactile sensation on her back, because the masseuse's fingers were slender and smooth, without a little roughness, Li Min felt very comfortable, the key was that his voice was still very good: "How about this strength?" "With a little bit of natural curling.

Li Min squinted his eyes in enjoyment: "Just right, thank you." She tilted her head and opened her eyes to see the silhouette reflected in the mirror on the side.

The room was a little damp and the mirror was foggy because of the incense humidifier.

From this angle, you can only see him tall and thin, with yellow hair, wearing a mask, and his eyes are hidden under his bangs. But why is it so far away that you can still see the color of his eyes? It was a lake blue that can only be found in the depths of the ocean.

The incense here smells so good, and before Li Min could think about it, she fell asleep in a daze, and in the haze, she felt that someone had picked her up.

She wanted to resist, but she was powerless.

The suburbs of Los Angeles in the United States are beautiful, and the streets are lined with dense purple blossom trees, because this is the birthplace of global fashion, Hollywood.

At the Beverly Hills Hotel, there is a couple walking inside.

I saw that the man was wearing a peaked cap, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only see the blonde hair exposed under the hat, which was bright in color, and the woman was wearing an imperial red sheep coat, wearing sunglasses and a mask, and her steps were vain, as if she had drunk too much.

Celebrities come and go here every day, and when the waiter looks at these two young people with excellent appearance, he knows that his identity is not simple, and politely steps forward and asks, "Do you need help?" โ€

The man made a "shhhh Then he took out the room card in his hand, entered the elevator, and the waiter retreated with interest.

In the elevator, the man still didn't take off his cap, and he didn't take off his hat until he reached the floor where he swiped his card to enter the door, revealing a flawless handsome face with dark blue eyes that seemed to be smiling.

If Li Min was awake at the moment, he would find that this person was the masseur just now.

Kevin put the fainted Li Min on the bed, Li Min was incense from him, he wouldn't wake up if he didn't sleep all night, he propped up on the edge of the bed with one hand, and looked at her presumptuously.

She probably had several bloodlines, with a well-defined contour, a nose that was taller than his, and her eye sockets were particularly deep. A bathrobe was exposed in the red coat, the one I wore during the massage just now, and at this moment, because I was lying on my stomach, I had a clear view of the scenery on my chest.

He sighed, he was in such a good figure, no wonder an iceberg man like Lin Zesheng couldn't escape the soft dust.

Although there was no third person in the room at the moment, Kevin's inquiry was full of emotion, only pure curiosity and inquiry.

After a while, he snorted, took out his mobile phone from her coat pocket, clicked on the WeChat that she had not quit yet, found Lin Zesheng's avatar, and began to send messages.

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Li Cheng.

When Lin Zesheng woke up in his bedroom, it was already dawn. He rubbed his head, his thoughts slowly coming back.

Ticket ticket, going out, Fang Man, dizzy, being helped to the room......

His eyes trembled, and he quickly looked at himself, and the clothes on his body were all there, except for a button on his shirt. There was silence all around, and Fang Man had obviously left a long time ago, this inexplicable woman.

He didn't put these at ease, but his head hurt a little, squinted at the alarm clock, and at 10 o'clock in the morning, he looked at the date again, and he had slept for a day and a night.

With a sigh in my heart, I immediately turned over.

He remembered that he should explain to his father why he didn't go to dinner yesterday, but he just took out his mobile phone and saw a WeChat prompt with a message, Li Min's?

Lin Zesheng's heart tightened inexplicably, he obviously didn't do anything that shouldn't have been done last night, what was going on with this obscure sense of guilt in the face of her.

He pondered for a while, put aside those messy thoughts, and clicked on the message, which was a lot of photos.

He sat on the edge of the bed and opened them one by one.

The first one is her ankle, no shoes.

The rose-red nails were very eye-catching, the small nails were painted in a gradient color, slowly lightening from the inside out, and he remembered that in order to make this toenail, she sat motionless all day, and he stayed by her side all day.

What do you mean by posting this photo? Lin Zesheng sucked the inner wall of his mouth, and finally smiled a little under his eyes, wanting to tease him in broad daylight?

In the second, the white bathrobe is lifted up, revealing perfectly shaped thighs. Lin Zesheng's eyes sank.

The third, fourth...... More and more challenging his neurological limits.

The last one is โ–กโ–ก's back, lying on his stomach, Lin Zesheng's eyes lit a nameless fire, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong, very wrong, who was taking pictures of her? Tang Sugar?

No.

He zoomed in on one of the photographs and saw a vaguely reflected figure in the glass window, the silhouette of a man.

Slid to the end of the message, saw a few voices, paused with his fingertips, and clicked with a slight trembling hand.

"Hello Mr. Lin, long time no see. Oh no, it should be, we've never seen it. The clear male voice had a hint of teasing that seemed to be a smile, "You must not have thought that I am in the same room with Miss Li now, right?" Guess what I'm doing? โ€

There was the sound of untying the clothes belt, and Lin Zesheng squeezed his mobile phone tightly.

The man chuckled suddenly, "This world is so interesting. You meet my woman, I am with your woman. Mr. Lin, everyone is a smart person, you know what I want to do, no one can stop it. โ€

"In the past, you helped those idiots investigate my affairs, but today, you can't just say it. If you don't want the media to see Miss Lai now, come to Beverly Hills Hotel. Oh yes, I just gave Miss Li the same gift, maybe she didn't know it. The man's originally relaxed voice suddenly became low, "If Mr. Lin doesn't like the gift I gave, then please stay away from my Manman in the future, huh?" โ€

There was a crisp sound of a door lock, and then the sound was broken.