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

There was a complicated smile in Mu Chen's eyes, and he said unexpectedly, "Are you really here?"

"Why don't you come?" I stood up, rubbed my forehead and said earnestly, "My father taught me that a man should be trustworthy, and he must do what he promises."

Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, and said: "You are really interesting, you were so scared to death last time, but you still come this time..."

"I have been here, I did what I promised you, and the money has been paid, and you can get a commission." I reached out to hold the door handle and unscrewed it, "I'm leaving."

"I have paid the money, how can I enjoy less services?"

However, Mu Chen stretched out his hand and closed the door that had been opened slightly, pressing his palm on the door hard.

"What are you doing? I, can't I just push the money after I pay? I have something else to do. I'm leaving."

I belatedly felt something was wrong, and pulled the door hard, but it couldn't move.

"What did you order? Just push the back?" Not only did he press the door to prevent me from going out, but he also leaned towards me, his voice surrounded my ears, "Or the whole set?"

My back was numb: "I want to go back, you, don't press this door..."

But Mu Chen said something else: "Look, you started to tremble again, I said you are abnormal, and you still don't admit it?"

"I didn't!" I clenched my fists and leaned against the door to stop myself from shaking, "You, you just said that I would come over to help you on Saturday for an hour, and you've already earned the money...why not Let me go? You can earn money again, and you don't have to work, isn't, isn't it good?"

I don't understand why he stopped me and refused to let me go.

"Do you...do you want more money?"

Mu Junchen just looked down at me, neither saying yes nor no.

I don't understand, I should have asked him yesterday, why did he have to come to the clubhouse to light his clock, so that he can only get a small commission, right? If you want money, can you just ask me for it?It also saves me a trip.

I took out my pocket, took out 500 yuan in cash and gave it to him: "Give you 500 yuan, let me go home... okay?"

Mu Chen stared at the money in my hand for a while, and then said: "Our clubhouse rules, if you give a tip... keep it in the technician's clothes."

His slender fingers pointed to his crossed skirt.

I looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw a slight undulation under the uniform. According to my experience of watching my father wear clothes for so many years, it was the shape of pectoral muscles, but not as big as my father.

"Can't you hold it with your hands properly?" I didn't understand, and felt the distance between us was getting closer, so I stepped back, "Put it in the clothes... like those lecherous men in TV dramas. During the striptease, it’s like stuffing money into the stripper’s clothes. It’s very dishonest...you can just take it away. The rules in your club are too bad. You are forced by life. Don’t worry, I won’t complain to you. Yes, take it well."

I stuffed the money into his hand: "Is it enough? If not, I'll send you a little more on WeChat."

"Okay." He agreed neatly, and stretched his fingers through the skirt of his clothes, and took out a mobile phone.

When she opened the skirt with her fingers, the thin wheat-colored pectoral muscles were looming.

I:"……"

"Scan it." On the cracked phone screen was a QR code with an avatar on it.

"This is to scan friends...you don't need this, just get out the payment code." I warmly reminded.

Mu Chen's tone was non-committal: "Just scan this."

I was a little wary: "I, I don't scan, I don't know you well..."

"Are you so afraid of me? What did I do? I took you back to my house the night before yesterday, didn't I do nothing, and sent you back whole?" He moved closer and squeezed me in In the corner between the door and the wall of the room, "To be honest, you are obviously afraid of me. You will be nervous for a long time if you accidentally touch your hand in class. Why do you still come? Are you not afraid that I will do bad things to you?"

"I'm not afraid of you! Stop talking!"

I suddenly became angry and pushed him with my hands.

He wasn't angry, he just looked at me meaningfully: "Look at your shoulders shaking like this, I found out that as long as you get close to boys, you will get nervous, Lu Huaiyuan, do you have a problem?" What... a psychological problem?"

"You have psychological problems! You, you have physical problems!"

I looked him straight in the eyes, and pressed my back against the wall. I was really scared, but I couldn't show it.

Mu Chen smiled again: "You're fine, why don't you just push your back and leave after paying all the money? You're just afraid that I'll touch you, aren't you? You're just afraid of undressing in front of others..."

I took a deep breath, my chest heaved, I took off my coat and stuffed it into his arms, and raised my chin: "Give me a push, I ordered...the whole set."

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room has not yet fully risen. After taking off my clothes and lying on the massage table, my skin felt the coolness and got goose bumps.

Suddenly, a few drops of warm essential oil dripped on my back, and then a pair of big hands with thin calluses rubbed the essential oil, pushing and rubbing against the skin of the back, the palms rubbed against the skin, and the reason for adding the essential oil, His back quickly became scorching hot.

"Take it off?"

After pushing the back, he wiped his hands and hooked his fingers around the side of my panties.

I didn't say a word, but I kept digging on the massage table with my fingers, and I kept telling myself that I paid for the service, that Mu Chen was forced to push me here because of life, and it was he who resisted, not me.I just thought of myself as a nasty prostitute.

He pulled the last bit of fabric off my body, and his palms slid down the waistline, like sliding up a gentle slope, sliding down again, and sliding up again.

"Awesome." He remarked casually.I buried my face deeper.

After pressing the legs, he turned me over: "I finished pushing the back, and then push the front."

I covered my face with my hand: "Why is there still a front? It wasn't there last time."

Mu Chen didn't answer, I felt the massage table sinking, and the cloth brushed over my legs and waist.

Then he grabbed my arms with both hands and pulled them to the sides.

I had nothing to hide, and looked at Mu Chen with his legs apart and straddling me for no apparent reason.

He frowned, his ears were red, and he held my arm with both hands for a long time without making another move.

"I'm sorry... Do you want me to continue?" After a long time, he asked, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can say stop, don't be brave."

The shadow of fear engulfed me like an invisible net. I lay on the bed and looked up at Mu Chen. The angle overlapped with that of an afternoon many years ago.

But Mu Chen is just a high school student who works part-time in the club because his family is poor.

"It's just your job. You did it with my consent. The relationship between the two of us now... is dominated by me, isn't it?" I asked.

Mu Chen blinked, let go of my hand, pulled two tissues and stuffed them gently into my palm: "Yes, if you really don't want to, I'll stop now."

I looked at his eyebrows, his eyebrows are very similar to his father's, they are sharp sword eyebrows.

I thought of my father's disgusted expression towards me, and my father's exhausted appearance between me and my father.

They have already moved to find someone else to take care of me. If they continue to be hated like this, they may not want me one day.

I remembered the desensitization treatment I read online, and the advice Luo Guang gave me before.

"Do you like this job?" I asked.

Mu Chen's eyes flickered, and he asked back, "What do you think? Would you like such a shameful job?"

"It's not ashamed, earning money with your hands... You push it, and your hands are gentle. I don't have any strength. When I pressed my butt just now, it hurt a little."

"Okay, you can stop at any time."

Mu Chen's attitude was much better than when I first came in, he was serious, and the ruffian air in his body disappeared inexplicably, which made me relax a little more in front of him.

In his eyes now, I should be a stack of pink RMB.

"I'll give you another tip when I'm done pushing." I remembered the pair of sneakers he wore yesterday.

"Yeah." He nodded, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. He rubbed the essential oil with both hands and put it on my shoulders, kneading the muscles and meridians on my shoulders and neck. "Thank you, boss."

Pressing the shoulders is actually quite comfortable. I usually sit and do my homework, and my shoulders are sore after a long time. Every time I have close contact with others, the muscles on my body will become tense uncontrollably and I am very tired. But Mu Chen's His hands are amazing, he can relax my tense muscles like iron plates.

I don't want to see a doctor, maybe that will be my way out.

The first time I was a stranger and the second time I was familiar with it. This time I pushed back, I felt that my performance was much better than last time, I grabbed the tissue in my hand and wiped my face, and said to Mu Chen who was working hard: "You, don't tell others that You have met a customer who likes to cry, okay? I don't like to cry... I just have a little problem with my eyes and like to shed tears. "

"I won't tell." Mu Chen slipped his hand on my chest, and said in a low voice, "I didn't tell anyone about the whole hour of crying when you came last time."

I was a little embarrassed, and tried to divert my attention away from his hands: "Don't tell me either."

His hand continued to move down, and I clenched my fists to try my best to endure the repulsion that spread to every corner of my body. Even with my eyes closed, tears kept falling from the end of my eyes.

Lu Huaiyuan is fine, just bear with it, and he will get better slowly.

The control is in my hands, I can stop it, Mu Chen will not hurt me.

I don't know how much time has passed. Suddenly, I heard Mu Chen take a long breath, with a feeling of patience.

What's up with him?

I subconsciously opened my eyes to look at him, just in time to see him tugging his loose pants.

When I was talking to him at the beginning, my gaze was always on his face, and I didn't pay attention to him. Now that I glanced at him, I was sensitive to the suspicious outline of his crotch.

"What's wrong?" Mu Chen noticed that I was looking at him, his face turned red, and he continued to massage my thigh, his palm was hot.

"Stop," I said.

He froze, his Adam's apple moved, and he looked at me with a frown.

"You go out..." Fear instantly magnified and occupied all my senses, I took his hand away, resisted the urge to slap him, got out of bed, took my clothes and walked to the corner of the room farthest from him quickly Clothes on, "You get out!!!"

My hands were shaking so badly that I couldn't put on my clothes, so I could only squat on the ground and hug myself.

"Lu Huaiyuan, what's wrong with you?" He tried to approach.

"Don't come here...don't come here...I'm a boy, don't touch me..."

I grabbed my hair, not daring to cry loudly, and looked at him with despair.

Mu Chen stopped in his tracks, eyes filled with unbelievable shock, nodded: "Okay, I'll go out, I'll go out now, don't be afraid."