Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

The essential oil dripped on the broad wheat-colored shoulders, and the palms were pushed over it. The shoulder muscles and back muscles were strong and resilient.

The waist is tight and narrow, and the thin muscles imply strength. Because of the essential oil, the skin emits a hot temperature under my palm.

Damn, I'm so envious of this figure.

Mu Junchen buried his head in the pillow, let out a muffled snort, and said in a low voice that was approaching an adult, "Liu'er...you are a girl, why are your hands so heavy?"

"No, accidentally."

I squeezed my throat, and my hands returned to normal strength.

No. [-] is just No. [-], or Big Six and Old Six are fine. Six or whatever, it really looks like a fucking girl's name.

"You don't have any other guests recently, right?" He asked, looked back at me, and turned his head back quickly.

He always likes to look at me like this, furtively.

The kind that I wanted to watch but didn't dare to watch, but finally did.

"No, I work part-time. I can only make one clock every night. You made an appointment with the manager, so I can only wait for you." I softened my voice and lowered my voice very carefully.

"Your voice isn't good yet?" However, he still thinks my voice is too thick, "Every time you speak, you always feel like a little boy... But it's also quite cute, and the contrast is cute... The medicine I bought for you last time ,have you eaten?"

"Eat." I made my voice softer, soft, and turned the voice.

I almost got tired of myself to death.

evil.

This money is too hard to earn.

"Pinch the back of the neck for me," he said.

I sat on the edge of the massage table and moved up. The pleated skirt was rubbed and slid up a lot. I was facing the air conditioner, and the warm air was blowing in.

He turned his head and wanted to say something to me, but his eyes fell on my thigh, and he immediately turned his head back, with a kind of embarrassment.

I pulled up the skirt, put my legs together awkwardly, and pinched the two meridians on the back of his neck.

He stopped talking, and the room was silent for a while.

"Saturday, I'll buy you out, okay?"

Suddenly, he turned his head, his young and handsome face looked at me nervously and expectantly.

buy a clock.

It means spending three times the usual amount of money and the same amount of time to let the technicians go out with the guests, eat and sing along with them.

Some bought one clock, two clocks, and some bought a whole night.

I heard from other technicians that this kind of operation is impossible in regular health massage clubs.

However, the "Urban Paradise" health club where I work part-time is not so formal.

Which regular club would let men pretend to be female technicians to deceive customers?But our boss still has a bit of conscience. To buy a clock, the technician must be willing to go out with the customer.

It was the first time I ever met a customer who wanted to buy me out.

"You, do you want to take me to the hotel?"

I asked timidly, half pretending, half real.

I have known Mu Junchen for two weeks. I know that he is a student who goes to school in the city and his family is rich.

Every night, I would take a car for more than an hour from the city to come to the clubhouse to push my back, and I felt a bit of a playboy.

But I didn't expect him to have the idea of ​​buying a clock.

"No, you misunderstood."

Mu Junchen got up from the bed and faced me, his chest and abdominal muscles were so beautiful that he almost blinded my lemon essence eye.

I turned around and turned my back to him, like a girl who is embarrassed to see a guy naked, but actually complained secretly in my heart.

The children of rich people are just bored, they have nothing to do and do not do their homework, what kind of muscles are they training?

I can't eat it.

"You're still a little girl, why would I want to take you to a hotel? Me, I'm not that kind of person..."

His tone was cautious, as if trying to figure out how I felt.

"This Saturday, we have a junior high school reunion. They all bring their girlfriends, but I don't. I...I want to take you there, pretending to be my girlfriend..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to tug at me, but he didn't tug at my hand or arm, but just tugged a little at the wide collar of my sailor uniform on the back.

"Can you do it? Liu'er, help brother."

He begged in a gentle tone, tugging at the bit of the collar.

"If you don't come with me, I can't find anyone else. I don't have any girls I know well. They will definitely introduce me to girlfriends. It's very annoying, Liu'er?"

He shook my collar lightly, a big man about 1.8 meters tall, as if he was acting like a baby.

"In addition to the money to buy the clock, I will give you a red envelope, huh?"

Mu Junchen has to make an appointment every time he comes back, and he will call me specifically.This kind can be added five yuan per hour in addition to the commission.

If he accidentally reveals his gender when he goes out, and he stops coming, then I will lose 150 yuan per hour bonus every month.

Thinking about grandma's medicine money and the unpaid insurance premiums for school cotton clothes, it is already a headache, but if the 150 yuan is missing, it will be even more headache.

Also, if I go out, it means more people will see me wearing women's clothing.

If someone I know sees it, I don't have to look for the burrow, and I might kill myself on the spot.

Mu Junchen's voice was rustling: "Come with me, Liuer."

Like whispers between lovers.

No one talked to me like that, I was a little dizzy, and after a moment of trance, I said softly and softly: "Let me think about it."

When it was time for the clock to go down, I stood by the window and watched Mu Junchen take a taxi downstairs, then went to the lounge to take off my wig and changed back to my own clothes, and went to the front desk to tell the cashier sister that the No. [-] plate was withdrawn.

He sneaked out through the back door, purposely circled around the alley a few times, looked for an exit far away like a sneaky thief, and then walked towards the school.

As I walked, I remembered that the first class tomorrow would be an English class with a bald head, and my English homework hadn't been written yet, so I immediately ran wildly in the cold wind of early winter.

When I got back to the classroom, the last evening self-study hadn’t started yet. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was immediately cast at me in twos and threes, and I was curious for a while before I looked back.

This is the "baptism" I must accept every night when I come back from get off work.

As soon as I walked to my seat by the corridor and sat down, Luo Guangzhou handed me a finished English newspaper.

I took out my own newspaper, wiped off my sweat, said thank you, and copied it.

"Ah Huai, the list of subsidies for poor students is out."

Luo Guangzhou flipped through his phone, and I leaned over to look at it carefully.

Watched it several times without me.

"Yay! I have money to buy new clothes again!"

It was hard not to attract attention with a sweet and greasy voice. It was Liu Yanyan who was talking to the students around her.

"Is it poisonous? Your cousin has them, why don't you, the teacher is blind?"

Luo Guangzhou stared at Liu Yanyan, frowning tightly, with obvious hatred in his eyes.

"Forget it, it's okay, Guangzhou."

I sat back with doubts in my heart, but I didn't have time to figure it out, after all, I haven't finished my homework.

It is far easier to figure out homework than to figure out some phenomena unique to human society.

I'm used to doing the easy stuff first before it's too hard.

"The homeroom teacher came to study last quarter and urged you to pay the insurance premium, the money for the school cotton clothes, and the money for the magazine."

Luo Guangzhou leaned close to my ear and said in a low voice.

I paused, nodded and said I got it.