Chapter 52: Give Me a Day
readx; Feng Zhuhai drove Fang Jingrou out of Junting Hospital in his car, his mood conflicted and confused. www.biquge.info In fact, from the moment he met Fang Jingrou, he felt that he was doing something involuntarily.
His original intention was to keep Fang Jingrou by his side even if he used strong means, but as soon as he saw Fang Jingrou's innocent eyes, he couldn't disobey her.
But he really didn't want her to leave, so he decided to make a last-ditch effort.
"Where the hell are we going?" Fang Jingrou asked softly.
She is now more and more comfortable dealing with Feng Zhuhai, and she finds that as long as she shows weakness and makes a grievance and sadness, Feng Zhuhai will not last long and will surrender. In fact, she didn't know that Feng Zhuhai's soul power was partially devoured by her, and he would belong to her forever, as long as it was her mind, he couldn't resist it.
"Quietly, please leave today's time to me, if you still have to leave, I will have someone send you tomorrow."
Feng Zhuhai's voice was muffled. He has always been alive with the stars holding the moon when he grows so big, where has he really pursued a woman, and he can't adapt to a situation like now, and he has mixed feelings about gains and losses in his heart.
Fang Jingrou knew that he was sincere in saying these words, so she nodded lightly and said "um".
The car drove into a private club, Feng Zhuhai got out of the car and went around the door on Fang Jingrou's side, opened the door to help Fang Jingrou take off her seat belt, and took her hand through the small garden on the edge of the parking lot and walked towards the main building of the club.
Fang Jingrou's hand was pinched in the palm of Feng Zhuhai's palm, she hesitated to pull it out, and moved Feng Zhuhai's grip tighter. In fact, Fang Jingrou knew Feng Zhuhai's intentions, but it came too suddenly and unreasonable, making her completely incomprehensible. Moreover, she had already planned to stay away from everything that had anything to do with the royal court. She's a person who doesn't like to change her mind.
Entering the gate of the clubhouse, the two welcome ladies greeted Feng Zhuhai warmly as soon as they saw it, and bowed and greeted at the same time: "Hello Mr. Feng, please come here." ”
They were guided into the small hall inside, which was built in pure Arabic style, with beautiful mosaic patterns on the walls and floors. The hollowed-out wall lamps and crystal lamps on the ceiling reflect the beauty of the whole space, and the light veil between the columns of the arch porch hides the flowers and trees.
Passing through the small hall and the cloister at the back, they were ushered into a lounge. Feng Zhuhai reluctantly let go of Fang Jingrou's hand and motioned for her to follow the welcome lady into a small door on the inside of the lounge.
"I'll wait for you here, don't be nervous, let them serve you well."
Still serving, it sounds so awkward. Fang Jingrou nodded, seeing that it seemed that she was brought to a beauty salon or something, she promised to give Feng Zhuhai today's time, she would do whatever he arranged, except for some excessive requirements, she didn't mind.
As the young lady entered the inner room, it was still a small indoor garden, and after walking a few meters between the grass and trees, they entered a circular room, and in the center of the house there was a circular pool, which was already storing water, and judging by the heat coming up from the bottom of the pool, it should be a hot spring pool.
There were two service staff in the room, and Fang Jingrou came in. immediately greeted them, and the greeter handed Fang Jingrou to the two of them, and then saluted and left.
The service staff guided Fang Jingrou into the back of a gauze curtain next to the pool in the round hall, and when she entered, she found that this should be a small dressing room.
Behind the curtain is a chaise longue, and the pattern on the couch is gorgeous and extravagant. A waiter motioned for her to lean on the couch and took her shoes, a pair of pale pink and gold soft satin slippers placed underneath. The other came up and took off Fang Jingrou's T-shirt, and Fang Jingrou hurriedly stopped her.
"I'll come by myself, will you wait for me outside the curtain?"
The two waiters bowed out, and it seemed that there should be many people who were not used to their undressing, and they were not surprised at all. Before leaving, they placed a tray on the small table next to the chaise longue, and inside the tray was a white brocade robe.
Fang Jingrou secretly said in her heart: Feng Zhuhai shouldn't have arranged some masseur for her, right? It's terrifying to let others massage their bodies inch by inch. Handsome guy who won't be arranged, right? Or did he go into battle himself?
She shook her head, and if that was the case, she would have even more reason to leave.
After thinking about it, Fang Jingrou took off the wig on her head, and now her hair is up to her ears.
Walking outside in a satin robe, a waiter was sprinkling flower petals and perfume into the water. After a while, the pool was filled with aroma, and what surprised Fang Jingrou even more was that there were many bubbles in the pool, which were not the same as ordinary bubbles, they were the size of a ping-pong ball, and the refraction of sunlight made the surface of the pool crystal clear.
Fang Jingrou looked up at the roof and saw that it was actually opened to reveal the blue sky.
"Miss, the water temperature is 40 degrees now, and it will be a little hot when you enter the water, but you will soon get used to it, and it will be adjusted to 45 degrees later. This temperature is the best temperature for soaking in hot springs. If you feel unwell, please let us know in time. ”
"Okay." Fang Jingrou agreed and walked into the bath from the small steps in the pool. She walked to the center of the pool, took off her wet bathrobe, and handed it to the waitress. Then he found the steps on the side and sat down.
As the water temperature increased, Fang Jingrou closed her eyes comfortably. This was her second time in the hot springs, the first time she was reborn, and the pain and memories of that time were so clear. That didn't leave her a psychological shadow, and she could soak in the hot spring normally, and she felt that she didn't know if she was heartless or strong enough.
The two service ladies added all kinds of things to the pool from time to time, Fang Jingrou saw that some of their bottles and cans even seemed to be pouring things out of a beaker, she was really afraid that they would configure strong water or something, and wanted to stop it several times, but she still held back.
About an hour later, Fang Jingrou was "salvaged" by two service ladies. Changing into a brocade robe, they entered the spa room as they went out through another door, where a beautiful blonde greeted her with a smile.
After Fang Jingrou was almost asleep comfortably, she was sent to the beauty room again. A woman with a pair of soft and dexterous hands smeared layers upon layers of unknown paste on her face. Then, her body was not spared, making her feel that she was going to be mummified.
This time she really slept and didn't have a dream.
When she woke up, the woman was scrubbing Fang Jingrou's face with water. The woman spoke in very blunt Chinese: "Miss, your skin is so good, flawless, and your whole body is flawless. ”
Fang Jingrou smiled, sat up and asked, "Can I go out?" ”
The woman shook her head desperately: "No, no, there is still behind, no hurry." ”
Then Fang Jingrou was given to a hairstylist, a man with hard lines, and after squinting for a long time, he put down the scissors. As a result, Fang Jingrou's hair was concocted shorter.
Then the makeup artist came in and painted Fang Jingrou for more than an hour, applying a lot of things to Fang Jingrou's face, and finally Fang Jingrou still didn't look the same. This made Fang Jingrou very satisfied, and smiled at him unconsciously.