Chapter Seventy-One: Styling
"Are you comfortable?"
"Well, it's so comfortable!" Tang Wanning nodded with satisfaction, the free masseur is cool.
When the big palm presses the pelvis. She couldn't help but shrink a little: "You don't need to press it below, just press your shoulder." ”
"Don't you have back pain, of course you have to massage your lumbar spine a few more times, lie down and don't move." Ou Muye ordered, rubbing her hand on her waist again, and accidentally pressed down on the pelvis.
If you want to say that you usually go to a massage parlor, it's right, but when you change to Ou Muye, it feels completely different, does it mean that his hands have magical power.
Tang Wanning's little face turned red. In the end, she couldn't stand it and turned her head: "Hey, don't rub my ass all the time, my ass is not sore." ”
She bet he did 10,000 percent on purpose.
Ou Muye slapped her ass hard: "A little common sense, I'm not kneading the meat, but the tendons and bones below." ”
"Ah----, it hurts!" Tang Wanning wrinkled her face in pain: "You say it, what are you beating me for?" ”
"I'm beating you, I'm telling you about meat. The difference between muscles and veins, bones, do you understand the little fool," Ou Muye was scared on her ass again, and when she heard Tang Wanning screaming, she touched it with her hand again: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's me who hit it too hard." ”
Bad apple!
Tang Wanning found that she couldn't fight him horizontally and vertically, and every time she ended up in the end, she would defeat the north.
Hey, no, she wasn't going to implement a package plan to smooth out his winding roads, but what was she doing now? This isn't the time to argue with him!
Ou Muye's green eyes narrowed at the little woman who suddenly quieted down, the corners of her mouth hooked up slightly, what the hell was she thinking about again?
"Husband~~~~"
The snorting sound that can shake down the goosebumps of a person for several lifetimes came out of Tang Wanning's mouth. She lay there and tilted her head, smiling like a nymphomaniac.
"Well, what's wrong?" Ou Muye is still very calm.
"People's waists are no longer sore, and their legs are no longer painful, I miss you and you play games, I don't know if you want to play with me." A little more Qianqian jade fingers touched the position of his heart, and scratched it very lightly with his fingertips. Stay with the birds.
"Play the game, I'll think about it." Ou Muye pretended to hesitate.
"Do you still have to think about this?" Tang Wanning exclaimed: "Forget it, forget it, what else can I say about a wood like you who doesn't understand the amorous style, it's really boring, I'm going to take a bath." ”
She pushed his hand away. Get up barefoot and run to the bathroom.
As he left, he took the bag on the ground with him.
The corners of Ou Muye's thin mouth hooked up in a beautiful arc. Little Nizi, the tricks are really a set!
He got up and poured a glass of red wine, and lay down elegantly on the chair, waiting to see what a "shocking" image would come out.
Tang Wanning went to the bathroom and locked both doors so that he would not come in halfway.
There shouldn't be a third secret door, right?!
If you stay with a black man for a long time, your suspicion will also worsen.
Hehe, she acted so really just now, he must not be mentally prepared, and when he goes out, he will give her a big surprise! Conquer him completely, hahahaha!
She took a quick shower, then took out all the props she bought, and after tinkering for a long time, the "stunner" she created herself in the mirror was formed.
"Perfect, very perfect! He's going to be perfectly mesmerized by me. Tang Wanning said to herself, very satisfied with her work.
Walking to the door, she took two deep breaths, opened the door a thin slit, and saw him lying down drinking red wine, just right!
She closed the door, slipped out of the locker room door, crept around his back, leaned down, and said in a very rough voice: "Handsome guy, you are not bored drinking alone, do you want my brother to drink with you?" ”
Ou Muye turned his head and saw the big-breasted "man" in front of him, with red wine flowing into his trachea in his mouth.
"Ahem, ahem----" he coughed violently.
Where did this shemale come from.
Wearing a black suit, a mustache, and a man's wig, it doesn't matter if you pretend to be a man, the key is the white underwear in the vacuum, at first glance, I thought it was a man who went for breast augmentation.
What exactly did she think?
Ou Mu couldn't cry or laugh at night.
"Handsome guy, am I also handsome, don't you be so excited," Tang Wanning thought that he was a surprise performance, touched his face and came from behind, sat next to him, and planned to implement the next step.
"It's really exciting, especially for the heart." Ou Muye resisted the urge to laugh, and said very tactfully, if someone with heart disease sees it, he will definitely send him to the hospital immediately.
"A beautiful man like me is very lethal, do you like me?" She bent down and brought her mouth closer.
"Uh----" Ou Muye's head hid to the side, and he pointed to her beard: "Beautiful man, your beard is so thick, I'm afraid it will pierce me, people have fine skin and tender meat!" ”
Tang Wanning stiffened his head and fixed it to prevent him from running: "Handsome guy, that's what you want, close your eyes." ”
Her lips pressed down slowly.
The atmosphere was very nice.
Ou Muye was terrified, seeing that the mustachioed wife was about to kiss him, he suddenly asked, "What are you made of this beard?" It's still sticky, can you lend it to me another day? ”
When he said the second sentence, he couldn't help but laugh.
Tang Wanning straightened up with a dark face: "Ou Muye, can you be serious." ”
"I'm serious, really, I want to know where you bought it, good man, so manly." Ou Muye tried very hard to hold back the smile, and the muscles on his face were sore.
To say that Tang Wanning still regarded him as a surprise when he reacted to this expression, her IQ also degraded to the level of kindergarten.
He was clearly laughing at her.
"Ou Muye, you can laugh if you want, I won't be angry." She said very thoughtfully.
I didn't expect him to really laugh: "Wife, I'll be blunt, is your real purpose sure that you want to seduce me, not to scare me or make me laugh?" You're like this, there's really postmodern abstract art, hahahaha----"
Tang Wanning's little face turned red and blue for a while, and she took off the beard on her mouth and the wig on her head: "Ou Muye, I won't play with you again in the future!" ”
She got up, and he grabbed her: "Say it's okay not to turn your face!" ”
"Heh----" Tang Wanning sneered: "Can you take women's words seriously?" You don't know women so well, we can turn our faces if we want to! ”
"The ancients were very wise! Only women and villains are difficult to raise! Ou Muye sighed with emotion.
"That's right, I'm just hard to raise, you can tonight." Tang Wanning twisted his hand away.
As soon as she took two steps, a huge pull pulled her back, and by the time she came back to her senses, she had been crushed under him.