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He stared at Zuo Qianhu with a strange expression for a long while before he grinned and said, "Qi Lang brought their masseuse over to give me a massage."

"So, this is for them?"

"No..." Looking at Zuo Qian's instantly bright eyes, he said ruthlessly, "It's for me."

"Why are you like this, cut?" Zuo Qian rolled his eyes and asked directly opposite Shen Shen who was making the bed, "Just now, were you laughing?"

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhong quickly raised his head and glanced at him.

Zuo Qian smirked and said, "It's such an ugly smile."

Shen Zhong couldn't respond to Zuo Qian's occasional uproar. Anyway, this person is just a child, so it's useless to argue with him so much.

Speaking of Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, when Zuo Qian was sitting on the heavy and freshly made bed sheet to test the softness, Qi Lang's voice came from outside the iron gate, Zuo Qian rolled his eyes at the sky and said, "It's really a big one." Loud."

Added a heavy sentence: "You two are the same."

"Tch, who is the same as him?"

Just at this moment, Qi Lang had already walked downstairs, shouting all the way down to welcome the guests, Zuo Xiao smiled and leaned on the handrail of the stairs and said: "Why welcome those who can't even be chased away?"

Qi Lang raised his head and saw that it was Zuo Qian, he was surprised at first, Shen Shen had already come down the stairs at this time, the smile on Qi Lang's face quickly returned to look at Zuo Qian and replied: "Are you talking about yourself? ?”

Apparently Qi Lang underestimated Zuo Qian's thick skin, and he said triumphantly: "How can we be the same? You and him are in an employment relationship, and I am in a pure friendship relationship with him."

It was even more obvious that Zuo Qian also underestimated Qi Lang's IQ. Hearing Zuo Qian's comment, Qi Lang was not angry but smiled and asked, "Oh, that means you gave it away for nothing?"

Zuo Qian stood up straight, looking down at Qi Lang who was smiling brightly.

"Okay, what are you talking about with a child." Zhong Zhong had already poured out a glass of juice for each of Qi Lang and the others.

Qi Lang looked at the child who was still flirting with him, shrugged his shoulders and said: "This skill is still too tender."

"Tch, I have never won by virtue."

"Oh? How did you win?" Qi Lang, who had already turned around and walked towards the sofa, turned around and asked with a smirk.

"This!" Zuo Qian shook his fist at him.

Qi Lang suddenly realized: "That is to say, otherwise, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly last time."

Zuo Qian choked on Qi Lang's words and gritted his teeth, only to hear a cold voice ask: "Are you guys finished?"

The two people who were reprimanded looked at me twice, and at the end Qi Lang smiled, rolled his eyes and ran to the sofa in three or two steps: "It's over, it's over."

The masseuse that Qi Lang brought was a young woman with a beautiful figure and a good figure in all aspects. Zuo Qian purposely moved to Qi Lang's side and muttered, "I'll really enjoy it."

"Are you talking about heavy? Hahaha, it's okay. Next time I know you, I will bring one more hand to press you, and let you enjoy it."

"I'm going to press it today too."

Qi Lang was taken aback by Zuo Qian's take for granted, and asked after a long time: "Today, who will press with you?"

Zuo Qian stretched out his finger to point at the beautiful woman, Qi Lang patted him on the shoulder with a gentle smile and said: "Although gentle ladies and gentlemen are nice, they should come first, first come first, next time, little beautiful boy."

"Then press me"

Qi Lang obviously stared at him with an expression of what's going on with you. Seeing that Zuo Qian was completely fine, he pointed at his nose and sneered, "Shall I help you? Are you kidding me? How much do you pay for me to help you?" Press."

Zuo Qian stretched out his finger and pointed to Shen Shen who was calmly drinking tea and said, "He will pay the money."

He, Qi Lang, who is thick-skinned, has seen it before, and he has seen all thick-skinned ones, but it is the first time he has seen Qi Lang, who is so thick-skinned as a matter of course.

"Stop making troubles, little beautiful man, where should I go back, it's getting late now, you really want to ask me to bring someone over there to press it for you next time, it will be cheap for you, okay?"

I thought that such a good and earnest child would definitely be obedient and submissive, but Zuo Qian straightened his face and looked down on Qi Lang and said, "What? You pressed me for fear that Shen Zhong won't give you money? Shen Shen, he actually Doubt your character and fear that you will run away from orders."

Sitting heavily on the side without moving, Qi Lang was a little bit tangled and said: "You really will stab us in the ribs."

Later, when Qi Lang lost to Zuo Qian's entanglement, he really pressed him. At first, it was nothing. When Qi Lang pressed his back, Zuo Qian yelled, "You want to press him to death!" Me? I'm about to die, cough, cough..."

"Look." Knowing that the other party could not see him lying on his stomach, Qi Lang spread his hands and said, "I even said that you can't stand my strength anymore."

"Fart, things like strength can be retracted freely, you are obviously taking revenge on me."

"Hehe, that's fine, the boy still knows what it means to be able to retract freely, but it's a pity that you, Uncle Qi, and I haven't reached that level yet." After speaking, he pressed heavily again, until he was satisfied when he heard Zuo Qian's choking sound. Hooked the corner of the mouth.

At this time, a cold gaze came from the side, and Qi Lang knew who it was without even looking, and immediately slowed down with guilt.

Zuo Qian waited until the cough was almost over before retorting: "It's a disrespect for the old and the uncle."

The massage lasted only one hour, and when Shen Chong finished, Zuo Qian's side was also finished, Qi Lang swung his wrist and got off the bed and said, "Hey, hey, it can't be done, this kind of physical work is not done by old people like us. gone."

Zuo Qian got up from the bed and groaned: "You just haven't exercised, you see, the girl never said that she was tired."

The masseuse, who was still patting heavily on the shoulder, pursed her lips slightly and smiled, but did not answer.

Seeing Zuo Qian staring at him, Qi Lang couldn't help asking curiously: "What are you looking at? A pretty boy?"

Zuo Qian suppressed a smile and said, "Actually, when you pinched the acupuncture points on my waist just now, I farted."

Qi Lang, who was smiling all over his face when he heard this, turned pale and said: "What did you say?" When he wanted to pinch his waist, his face should be not far above his buttocks. Can't help but get a little cold.

Zuo Qian said innocently: "At first I really wanted to clamp it, but I couldn't help you pressing my waist. Once you pressed it, I couldn't clamp it anymore."

There was a moment of silence in the room for a few seconds.

"Pfft..." I don't think the masseuse in the room couldn't hold back her laughter first, Zuo Qian even laughed happily on the bed, even the heavy who had been showing her cold face didn't stop laughing, one can imagine At this time, Qi Lang's expression is so wonderful.