Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

Xu Baoer's exclusive room is in a simple Chinese style, with plain wintersweet potted plants, graceful yellow petals and overflowing fragrance.

The interior decoration of the house is simple but elegant, the wooden furniture is simple and simple, and the elegant and soft huge bed reflects oriental aesthetics everywhere.

Xu Baoer sat on the sofa, and soon Yuan Yong sat next to her, calling her sister with a smile, his voice was clear and extremely enthusiastic.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Xu Baoer raised his eyes and looked at the mysterious cold man in front of him. He felt that he looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

"Z." Yuan Yong grabbed the words and didn't give the mysterious cold man a chance to speak. He reached out and poured a cup of tea for Xu Baoer, "Sister, he is new here, his name is Z."

He had almost figured out Xu Baoer's character and knew that she was kind and would definitely not be angry because he took the lead.

He likes Xu Baoer very much. When he meets a customer he likes, he naturally has to take the initiative to fight for it.

The new guy, hey, put on a mask and compete for favor, get out of here.

Z, a strange name.

Xu Baoer took the tea handed over by Yuan Yong and took a sip. Not long after, someone suddenly sat down next to him, and the left side of the sofa collapsed.

Z sat next to her.

It's such a familiar scent, like what I smelled in my dreams at night, and it also smells a lot like Zong Sinian's.

Xu Baoer held the tea cup and glanced at Z suspiciously. She saw that he was wearing a black shirt with the buttons at the collar open. He looked abstinent and sexy, with a clear Adam's apple and a cold and low pressure all over his body.

The thin lips under the mask were pressed into a straight line, and there was no warmth in the eyes.

"Sister, you are so good-looking."

Yuan Yong was dissatisfied that Xu Baoer had been looking at Z, and tried to get Xu Baoer's attention back. They are very measured in their profession and will not touch customers at will without their consent.

Those upper-class people have very strange tempers. Some people only like to admire and don't like to be touched, such as Lord Zi Li.

"Thank you, you look good too, Liwo is very cute." Xu Baoer found a deck of cards on the table, opened the box, shuffled a handful of cards, and she vaguely heard a cold snort.

Looking sideways at Z beside him, Xu Baoer's eyes were a little confused and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Are all new ducks so temperamental?

A duck with a bad temper.

"Sister, let's play cards." Yuan Yong was very sensible. When he saw Xu Baoer shuffling the cards, he immediately suggested playing cards.

"Okay." Xu Baoer actually didn't know what to do when he was with two men. It felt weird.

She was not going to do anything inappropriate for children.

Xu Baoer has mysophobia and doesn't like men who have touched too many girls. I came out just to have fun. If I were touched by them, I don’t know who would take advantage of whom.

The three of them sat on the floor and started playing cards. The loser randomly drew a punishment card or drank.

After several rounds of cards, Xu Baoer didn't know how many glasses of wine she had drank. She had a decent capacity for drinking, but she couldn't stand losing all the time.

"Crushed to death."

With the Z sound falling, Xu Baoer and Yuan Yong lost again. Z's luck with cards is so good that even though Yuan Yong intended to give Xu Baoer some trouble, he still couldn't beat Z.

Lose more and win less.

Yuan Yong's face turned ugly. He didn't like being paired with the new partner. This was the first time he had seen such a blind newcomer.

If you love winning so much, go directly to the next door to gamble, why waste your talent in their club.

Their job responsibility is to make customers happy, not to piss them off. They have no professional ethics at all.

If a customer is offended and the tip is short, can he bear the responsibility?

"I'll drink." Xu Baoer was too lazy to punish him. This was not a punishment, it was just an ambiguous game.

Yuan Yong drank a glass of wine gloomily and looked at Xu Baoer beside him. Xu Baoer, sitting in the middle, has porcelain-white skin, thin red cheeks, slightly parted red lips, slightly blurred eyes, and a hint of drunkenness.

"No more fun." Xu Baoer lay on the sofa behind him a little aggrievedly, staring at Z not far away with a coquettish look.

She wore a line cat white T-shirt on her upper body and high-waisted jeans on her lower body. As she sat prone, her graceful figure was fully displayed.

"It's not interesting at all."

Yuan Yong on the side was stunned, his Adam's apple rolling up and down slightly. The customer lady is so beautiful, naturally charming and charming. The fingertips hanging on the sofa are pink, and the crabapple is sleeping in spring, and it is so beautiful.

If he is allowed to spend money to serve customers, actually... it is not impossible.

Suddenly, Yuan Yong's back felt cold, and a creepy aura surged around him. He glanced at the newly arrived Z. His eyes were stern, mixed with a strong aura of hostility, which was terrifying and frightening.

This, this new guy is so strange.

How come it seems like those husbands who catch their wives coming here to play are obviously just public relations.

"Ding ding ding." Yuan Yong glanced at his watch. He received a message from his boss and had to leave temporarily.

"Sister, I want to go to the bathroom. I'll be back in a minute." Yuan Yong sounded a little regretful. He didn't know why the boss suddenly called him away. This was a big customer.

It must be a big deal if the boss urges me so urgently.

"Go." Xu Baoer's drunken eyes were half-squinted, like a lazy kitten, his cheek muscles and bones were smooth, as if drunk but not drunk, and his waist was soft and full to hold.

"Sister, wait until I come back." Yuan Yong glared at Z and left reluctantly.

Not long after, Xu Baoer heard the sound of the door being locked in a daze.

Why is the door locked?

Won’t Yuan Yong be coming later?

Z didn't know when he came to Xu Baoer's side. He looked at Xu Baoer condescendingly, making Xu Baoer's scalp numb.

The look in his eyes was too aggressive, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and tear her bones into her belly.

"Presumptuous." Xu Baoer was a little angry. She was now a customer and God, and the guy in front of her couldn't tell the difference between the big king and the big king.

Who are you showing off to?

"Come here." Xu Baoer hooked her fingers and motioned for Z to come over to her.

Z squatted down and put his right hand on his knee, his narrow and auspicious eyes were deep and dangerous.

Xu Baoer held her hands on the sofa and slowly sat up. She put her hands on the ground and gently moved her position to sit closer to Z.

"I...I want to see your face."

Xu Baoer's soft palm fell on Z's face before it was in a good position, and he rubbed it gently twice. With some difficulty, she reached behind Z and pulled off the straps of the mask.

The black mask with ancient patterns fell off, revealing a handsome face.

Hey, what a familiar face.

Xu Baoer reached out and patted him gently, holding the other person's face and said, "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

It looks like Mu Bai.

Her Miao boy.

Xu Baoer drank a specially made high-quality peach blossom wine. Her breath was like orchid, her whole body was soft and graceful, and her watery apricot eyes were alluring without even realizing it.

Zong Sinian had a sullen face, his long eyelashes drooped, and his thin lips pursed tightly.

Oh, I had a lot of fun.

Not only did she wear couple costumes with that brat, she also smiled at that brat forty-seven times and praised that brat eight times...

elder sister?

I'm afraid I'll get confused by the word "sister".

"Zong Sinian." Xu Baoer tapped her fingers, and she finally remembered who this beautiful face was.

Zong Sinian, a big owner of premium system essential oils.

Xu Baoer put his hands on the ground, raised his head and looked at Zong Sinian, like a siren, with long hair hanging on his shoulders and charming eyes.

"Next time there are special-grade essential oils, please sell me some more."

"is it okay."

Xu Baoer was drunk and sounded a bit rogue.

Zong Sinian couldn't say the word "no".

He suddenly leaned over and trapped Xu Baoer between the sofas. The aroma of cedar, vanilla, and orchids lingered on the tip of his nose.

Xu Baoer raised his head to look at him, completely unaware of how dangerous his situation was at this moment.