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Zhou Qianqian naturally wouldn't tell her mother that Zhang Yuan had several women besides Zhang Tingting.

If Zhou Fen knew that her daughter's dormitory was about to become Zhang Yuan's harem, she would never come up with such a bad idea.

Her daughter is beautiful and competitive.

But compared with her roommates, her advantage is not obvious.

Except for her better family background, she has nothing to show for it.

But Zhang Yuan is so rich that he doesn't care about his girlfriend's family background at all, how can he compete with others.

On the other side.

Zhou Qianqian went up the stairs and then realized vaguely.

When did her business become so good that she couldn't even vacate a private room for three people.

There are so many technicians, why would she need to wait for half an hour.

She actually felt like she was sold by her own mother.

After thinking about it, she shook her head again, it must be an illusion.

Her mother is so good, she will never hurt her.

It's just a coincidence.

However, thinking about being alone with Zhang Yuan again and touching his face, Zhou Qianqian's heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, and she hesitated and didn't dare to go in.

If I had known, I wouldn't have asked him to come.

It's too late to regret now.

I have to walk on the road I chose even if I have to kneel down...

"Dong Dong Dong."

The door of the room was knocked.

Zhang Yuan thought the technician had arrived, and he lay on the bed without raising his head: "Come in."

Huh?

Why didn't he hear the sound of high heels?

There was no opening speech of "Hello, VIP".

He turned over and saw Zhou Qianqian coming back, standing timidly at the door, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

"Does the technician have to wait?"

"My, my mother said that today, there are not enough people... so... let me do this facial care for you."

The voice was only a little louder than the sound of a mosquito. If the private room was not very quiet, no one would know what she was saying.

"How can that be? Forget about the lack of technicians. It's not necessary. I'll just lie here for a while and leave after Yuwei and the others finish."

Zhou Qianqian bit her lips tightly and said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay. I just said it casually before. I was joking about coming to your place. If you have something to do, go and do it. You don't have to accompany me."

"No!"

Hearing that she was going to leave, Zhou Qianqian didn't know where she got the courage from. She spoke much more smoothly: "Since I have promised you, I must do it."

She locked the door and walked quickly to Zhang Yuan: "I often make it for my mother. My craftsmanship is not bad."

Zhang Yuan took a look. Zhou Qianqian was wearing a light blue shirt on her upper body, a floral skirt on her lower body, and a pair of white shoes on her feet.

She tied a ponytail behind her head and dressed like a girl next door. She looked very friendly.

Under the dim light, her already beautiful face, set off by the blush on both sides of her cheeks, looks even more lovely and attractive.

If a technician in a club really looks like this, he will be snapped up like crazy.

"Okay, then I'll trouble technician Qianqian to serve me." Zhang Yuan made a harmless joke: "If you are satisfied, I will add extra time."

"I don't accept extra time!" Zhou Qianqian said angrily, then entered the working state, pointing to the shampoo bed next to her and said: "Come over here and lie down first."

Zhang Yuan lay down obediently and followed the shy instructions since childhood.

"Let me wash your hair first. Is the water temperature okay?"

"Well, it's up to you. I'm not that picky. As long as it doesn't burn my skin, I can bear it."

Zhou Qianqian knew that Zhang Yuan was trying to ease the atmosphere, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, the water temperature is only over 40 degrees, it won't burn."

Wet the hair, and rubbed it on Zhang Yuan's head with a pair of clever little hands after applying some shampoo.

At the same time, gently press the acupuncture points such as the temple.

I have to say, it's quite comfortable.

Zhou Qianqian didn't sit still, she also needed to get up and walk to the side of Zhang Yuan, bend over his head with her upper body, and reach out to massage the acupuncture points.

From this angle, you can see many details that you don't usually notice.

Inadvertently, Zhou Qianqian's floral skirt touched Zhang Yuan's cheek.

The tingling feeling, like an electric current, instantly flowed through the body.

The hem of the skirt barely covered her knees, and below was a pair of straight and slender legs.

Zhang Yuan didn't even need to look sideways, he could see everything with just a glance.

This scene was a bit erotic.

Of course, he also knew that he was overthinking.

This club was formal and did not include any marginal services. He was the first male customer here.

Zhou Qianqian was just a guest star, and she didn't even change her work clothes.

But... that's why I feltVery erotic.

He doesn't even like this job, what a charming atmosphere.

Zhou Qianqian couldn't stand the unscrupulous gaze, whispered: "Um...you, can you close your eyes?"

"What's wrong?"

"I'm not used to being stared at like this."

Zhang Yuan wanted to tease her again, and smiled: "No, I can't see you if I close my eyes."

"You, you..."

The little shy girl hesitated for a long time, her face was blood red.

The strength of the massage was not controlled well, and the nails pinched Zhang Yuan's temples.

However, it was really interesting.

No matter how this girl teased, she would only blush but not get angry.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Don't pinch me. Qianqian, who did you learn this technique from? It's really comfortable."

After Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, Zhou Qianqian spoke more fluently: "My mother taught me, but... except for my mother, I have never washed anyone's hair."

The implication of this sentence is that you are the first one, and you should feel honored.

Zhang Yuan certainly appreciated it and sighed: "Then I am really lucky. It seems that I have to experience it carefully, otherwise I may not be able to enjoy it in the future."

Zhou Qianqian saw that he kept his eyes closed, and a smile appeared on her face, and she didn't start to be so nervous.

However, the smile did not last long, and was interrupted by Zhang Yuan: "Qianqian, you smell good, your fragrance fills my nose."

Zhou Qianqian tapped him on the head and said angrily: "Stupid, this is the smell of shampoo!"

"Really, but I still think your smell is better..."

"If you say that again, I will plug your nose with a cotton swab!" Zhou Qianqian threatened with a stern face.

She knew that Zhang Yuan liked to talk nonsense when he had nothing to do, and she didn't take it to heart.

But...

I really sprayed a little bit of Chanel perfume, how could it smell bad?

But I still felt weird.

I always felt that Zhang Yuan's sniffing position was wrong.

I didn't spray perfume on my lower body at all, so where did the fragrance come from...