Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Meng Jiangshu realized that she had looked at Jiuxiang twice more and raised the sign to turn on the light.

"three million!"

When they heard the high price, everyone gave up.

After the song was over, the host shouted, "Three million, the beauty went to seat 34!"

Jane Yan sighed that it was such a luxury.

Three hundred and fifty just to buy a young man to accompany you?

As I was thinking this, I saw Jiuxiang coming down from the stage, dragging her feather-like thin clothes on the ground, walking along the long soft red carpet with the sound of bells, and approaching step by step.

Meng Jiangshu: "Jiuxiang, right?"

The cold and indifferent look was very reluctant to accept. He knelt in front of their seats and looked up at her, "Yes, President Meng."

"Very good, your task today is to accompany this lady."

Jian Yan was shocked when he heard this.

"How can this be done!"

"How can you give me the one you spent three million on?"

Meng Jiangshu didn't really care, she just smiled and looked at her: "Just think of it as a gift for you. The first time we met was on your birthday, but I didn't give you anything, so I've always remembered it."

Jian Yan didn't know how to refuse, "This..."

"I know you like this cold type. I can tell from your eyes."

“…That’s not appropriate either.”

"There's nothing inappropriate about it. Just enjoy it. There's no need for anything to happen between you and him."

Meng Jiangshu gave Jiuxiang a look, and he immediately understood. He put his hand on Jian Yan's calf with a black glove with dark patterns.

The massage technique was very advanced. Just by moving around two or three parts of the body, Jian Yan felt a numbing sensation from his calves to his lower back.

"Don't move!" Jian Yan grabbed his wrist, realizing that his reaction was a bit violent, and immediately lowered his voice, breathing unsteadily, "Don't touch me."

Meng Jiangshu watched her reaction from the side, covered her lips and sneered, "Yanyan, you are so sensitive."

Her face flushed, "Jiang Shu! Don't say that."

Jiuxiang looked at her with his sparkling eyes. The almost transparent peach pink shirt was extremely tempting. "Sister, don't you like Jiuxiang?"

She still kept her tone cold, "No, I don't like people touching me."

"But Sister has already bought Jiuxiang. I belong to you today and I will do whatever Sister asks me to do."

As his hand climbed up her wrist, like water grass, the strange fragrance of peach blossoms also lingered, that fragrance was like a love potion, it must have been mixed with something, and her face immediately turned red.

How can anyone refuse this look?

It's totally a beauty trap.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to clear her mind. "You know how to massage, don't you? Massage my shoulders."

"It is Jiuxiang's honor to receive orders from my sister."

Jiuxiang walked behind her, helped her take off her coat and put it aside. He put his hands on her shoulders and spoke softly and soothingly in her ear.

Gently massage your shoulders.

The more he pressed, the more Jian Yan felt something was wrong, and her body felt strangely hot.

Suddenly I remembered that this is a club, not a massage parlor. The massage provided is of course the club's exclusive technique, which is a little bit on the edge.

It's strange. It's clearly just the shoulders and back, and there's no place that shouldn't be pressed, so how could it have such a magical effect?

Jian Yan opened her lips to say something, but a seedless grape was passed to her lips, and the young voice rang out, "Sister, please eat."

After eating it, I forgot everything I said.

semi-consciously.

Although the massage felt strange, it did relieve her tiredness and enveloped her in a cozy and comfortable feeling.

The massage on the shoulders, arms, and palms is so detailed that it makes people feel like all the pores in their body are opened.

"What else can you do?"

"Jiuxiang is familiar with full body massage, it's very comfortable, sister, do you want to go to the compartment to experience it?"

"Ah."

Jian Yan didn't know how he got to the cubicle. When he came to his senses, he found himself lying on a high-end soft recliner.

A pair of white and delicate hands like silk massaged her neck. There were soft words and gentle touches beside her ears, like a kiss from the lips. "Next, it's the ear massage..."

She was burned by the warm feeling, her pupils contracted in an instant, and she suddenly pushed him away and sat up.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I found that my clothes were still on and that only ten minutes had passed on my watch.

Oh my God, is this the allure of the land of gentleness?

She almost fell.

Jiuxiang was pushed by her and fell to the ground, scratching his leg. With her eyebrows lowered and her eyes submissive, she asked stubbornly and aggrievedly: "Sister, is Jiuxiang not doing well enough?"

When she saw the bloodstain on the fair skin, she thought that this male waiter was different, his skin was as tender as paper.

The floor is marble, how did he get his skin broken?

Knowing that he was playing tricks on her, she pretended not to know and said to him in a soothing tone, "Get up first and take care of the wound. It's not that you didn't do a good job."

Jiuxiang then stood up, and stood in front of her with his long eyelashes drooping pitifully. The corners of his eyes were red, as if he had been crying.

Jian Yan suddenly softened her heart.

Somehow, she couldn't stand seeing other people's eyes turn red. It made her feel pitiful but also aroused the cruelty in her heart.

"Since you are responsible for me today, I will give you a day off and you can do what you want to do."

"Jiu Xiang just wants to be with my sister. As long as I can be with my sister, I will wake up with a smile in my dreams."

Look at this sweet mouth, worthy of this job.

It takes a skill to accompany rich women.

Jian Yan shook her head and said the refusal in a high-sounding manner. She was a person who did a lot of superficial work. "But I hope you can take a break and find something to do by yourself, and you don't have to accompany me."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Following his hazy memory, he groped his way back to the venue and found three male waiters surrounding Meng Jiangshu.

One of them has a very good proportion, which can be said to be a supermodel figure. She is only wearing black gauze, and her abdominal muscles and chest muscles can be vaguely seen. Her lower body is only a pair of tight pants just above the knees, which looks wild and sexy.

She hesitated and didn't disturb Meng Jiangshu.

I was standing on the second-floor balcony, enjoying the breeze and drinking a glass of wine, and only then did the feeling of being steamed by the heat in my body disappear.

She saw Meng Jiangshu go to the compartment on the third floor, followed by the male waiter in black gauze. It was obvious what they were going to do.

She went to the bar in front and found that it was full of couples.

She thought to herself, the male host here is determined to give every guest a home, right?

She sat in the booth, drank half a bottle of wine, and watched the people dancing on the dance floor. The main venue for music and dance was a little more elegant, and even more professional than she thought.

A resident singer who played the pipa seemed to notice that she was bored and out of place, so she came over and started a conversation.

Two hours later, she finally received a call from Meng Jiangshu, "Yanyan, where are you now?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded like he was having a very happy time.

After Jian Yan answered, she saw Meng Jiangshu, who was wearing a suit, coming down the stairs and waving at her, "Here."