A few minutes later, a young boy who looked to be in his twenties, holding a wooden barrel and pushing the door open, walked in.

The man was wearing a red vest with Romantic Life No. 05 written on his right chest.

He leaned over and placed the barrel at my feet, crouched in front of me, and was about to untie my shoes.

I sat up smartly and asked, "Am you mistaken?" Why are there still men in pedicology? Call a woman in.

The man was stunned for a moment, and withdrew from the private room with an aggrieved expression.

Then one after another, several waves came in, female technicians, I was either idle and they were old, or they were ugly, and I was driven out for various reasons.

About half an hour later, Xiao Ya saw that she had just come back, and her face was half red from the cold and pushed the door in.

She was wearing a cashmere coat and gold earrings the size of cowbells, and her foundation was white and clean.

When she came in, she looked at my style, sat down beside me with a smile, and said:

"Big brother, this is the first time you come to our romantic life?

I lit a cigarette and said, "Yes! The decoration of your store is very chic, the hardware conditions are good, but the software is lacking?

Look at the technicians in your shop, one by one, they are like Zhu Bajie and his sister, and they fool others, and you can't fool me about me, a person who often runs all over the world.

Xiaoya reached out and picked up the cigarette on my table, and after lighting it with skillful movements, Danfeng smiled and said, "Big brother, I am a small shop, just opened, since you are in business, you should also know that it is difficult to recruit people now?" Otherwise, I, the hostess, will serve you personally.

I reached out and put my arm around Xiaoya's shoulder and said, "How do you serve?"

Xiaoya smiled and pushed my hand away. Pointing to the public security sign on the wall, he said:

"Big brother, this is a regular foot massage shop. What if you want something special? So I'm sorry, we don't have the kind of service you want to have.

I laughed and said, "Of course I know." Let's go?

As soon as Xiaoya heard me, she put out the cigarette with Erlang's legs, took off her cashmere coat casually, walked to my feet, and began to wash my feet.

I've never been to a pedicure shop at all, and when she massaged my feet, I almost couldn't hold back my laughter, it was so fucking itchy.

We had a conversation without a word, nothing more than her smearing me. Ask me what business I do.

Maybe it's Xiaoya for the signboard of the store, she deserves to do a pedicure, I really can't see that this little girl, her hands are so strong, my whole foot is wooden, and I don't dare to let her lightly.

I'm afraid she'll see the clue. Sometimes this person really isn't pretending. For those 120 minutes, I didn't feel comfortable at all, I was paying for sin.

That feeling of pain first and then soreness. It made me feel like my gums were crumbling.

I was sweating, and Xiaoya obviously didn't know why I was sweating so much.

She even asked me if the air conditioner was too hot.

Actually, I really want to tell her that you pressed too hard. That's meat, not steel.

For those 120 minutes, I felt like I had endured it to the limit.

But when she finished pressing, I felt very relaxed. Suddenly a little sleepy, I went to bed early in the room in a daze.

I don't know how long it took. Wake up and put on your shoes. Check out and leave.

Since that time, I've made time to visit her shop almost every day, but I don't tip her like Junzi because I don't want her to feel like I'm aiming at her and not her methods.

I feel that every time Xiaoya presses my feet, the topic begins to involve my private life, and she also takes the initiative to add me to WeChat?

I lied that I was an unpopular photographer because I said I was in business, and I couldn't fool a woman who wandered around in a glamorous place all year round, after all, I had long braids.

How can a business owner act like an artist, this is the most basic question of common sense. Of course, Xiaoya has never been exposed to photography, no matter how much I brag, she always pretends to believe it.

I can see that she is perfunctory to me for the sake of the popularity of the store. There are some things that everyone has their own ghosts in their hearts and don't know what to say.

I know that a woman like Xiaoya is very defensive, and she won't take men's words too seriously.

So when I ask about her life, when she gives me services, I will stare at her with an appreciative look and give her some illusions.

Women look pleasing to the hospital, but all women with color and posture like men's unsuspecting admiration eyes, which is why the streets are now full of long-legged black stockings.

Of course, Fang Chen taught me all this, and this is just the first step in my implementation plan.

I let Xiaoya know that I was interested in her, but I didn't take the initiative to attack, so that she was always in a state of ambiguity, so that she couldn't see through me.

But every time I go to Xiaoya's shop, I always bring her some gadgets, such as beautiful hairpins, handkerchiefs with beautiful foreheads, and some teacups that look funny.

On this scale, which is not far away, let me hold a kind of purpose, put a long line to catch big fish.

Late one night a month later, Xiaoya suddenly called me, and on the phone, she said drunkenly that she wanted to see me.

Hanging up the phone, I looked at the time on the phone, and a sinister smile rose at the corner of my mouth.

It's time for you to pay.

Then I called the dog head and told him the name of the nightclub.

When I arrived at the nightclub that Xiaoya said, she was holding a bottle of foreign wine alone and pouring herself there.

I snatched the bottle from her hand and said, "Why do you do evil to yourself!" What's wrong? In the middle of the night, why are you drunk here?

Xiaoya shook her head painfully and said, "None of you men are good. Kang Xinchen, let me ask you, do you like me?

Kang Xinchen is a fake name I used to get close to Xiaoya.

I lit a cigarette, took a puff of it, stared at Xiaoya's delirious eyes, and said:

"Like is not what you say, it's how you feel?

Xiao Ya raised her head with her eyes, looked at the ceiling in a daze, and cried:

"You men are really not a good thing, I think there are two stinky money, so I can't make a fuss, the turtle is the turtle, and you have changed the city people forever.

As soon as I heard Xiaoya say this, I immediately understood that she must have quarreled with Junzi.

I tentatively put my arms around her, but Xiaoya didn't refuse.

This is undoubtedly a good signal for me, when a woman who is ambiguous with you does not resist your small actions, it has been fully explained that she has a good impression of you, and if I am bad enough, it must be natural to open a room with her directly.

But I don't have the slightest desire for this woman, because I feel that she is not worthy.

We were tired of being in the nightclub for about half an hour, and the dog head, Guo Hao, and Fang Chen entered the bar! They walked away, pretending they didn't know me, and then, as I said, took pictures of us for a while.

When they were done, I winked at the dog's head.

They tacitly went to the bar, Xiaoya was obviously drunk, and kept drinking, like a shrew, scolding us men.

To be honest, looking at Xiaoya's face that can pave the way with foundation, I was extremely disgusted.

But I had no choice because I was in a real society.

I can't arrange for my brother to smash Xiaoya's foot massage shop and do some illegal and criminal things like before.

After all, Zheng Hong died on the operating table, and Xiaoya and Junzi only indirectly contributed to Zheng Hong's death, but they were not the real murderers.

Since Xiaoya used the affairs of the army to hurt Zheng Hong, then I chose to use the suspicion of the army to take revenge on them.

It depends on my personality.

That night, after I dropped Xiaoya to her store, Xiaoya kept dragging me and wouldn't let me leave.

I know what she wants to do? At this time, in the dead of night, and the atmosphere of alcohol, a lonely and sad woman, what she wants to do most is self-evident.

It depends on Xiaoya wanting to use her body to take revenge on Junzi.

Of course, Xiaoya won't know at all, my purpose is not to have a relationship with her, I just want to record Xiaoya's **** state without reservation through the video function of the mobile phone to retaliate against them.

When I was done, I forced myself to leave.

I won't care about Xiaoya's mood at this time, and I won't care, she threw things angrily and insulted me for not being a man? It's a eunuch.

These are no longer important to me, the important thing is that I want Xiaoya and Junzi to repent for the dead Zheng Hong.

Things are really as I planned, speaking of which, I don't want to mention Zhu Mingyu, this kid is really a computer master, he post-processed the video screenshots we took, and photoshopped me, the whole PS is no less than, five or six male protagonists of various types are sent to Junzi's mobile phone.

When I went to Xiaoya's shop for a pedicure a few days later, her clerk told me that Xiaoya was sick.

Then I went out of my romantic life, and when I returned to the car, I pretended to be concerned, and asked how to take medicine. Why don't you know how to take care of yourself so much?

Xiaoya cried on the phone, and when I arrived at the hospital, Xiaoya's whole head was wrapped in gauze, as if she had just returned from the battlefield.

I comforted her for more than an hour, when, in a tone of righteous indignation, I whispered in her ear that the beating of a man by a woman was heinous and unforgivable.

Anyway, how is it so bad to hear, how can I damage? Depending on my words at this time, Xiaoya's resonance was resonated, and she stopped crying and asked me:

"Do you really like her, say yourself, you can divorce for me.

I lowered my head and pretended to be weak-hearted, and began to make up some god-like stories to Xiaoya.

I didn't refuse Xiaoya, if I didn't agree to Xiaoya at this time, Xiaoya would definitely use her anger at this time to kick me out of the ward.

Because through more than a month of getting along, I understand what kind of character Xiaoya is.

Seeing that my goal is about to be achieved, I must not give up all my efforts at this time.

After all, put it down. (To be continued.) )