This attack is poisonous

After Xiaoqian massaged his temples, he turned his fingers to other acupuncture points on the client's head.

Chen Rong came back to his senses, opened his eyes and saw his chin with blue stubble, and thought in his heart that he couldn't see, so how should he shave himself?

Although an electric shaver is safer, it is still inconvenient if you can't see it, it is easy to shave uncleanly, and it is easy to hurt yourself.

Chen Rong looked carefully for a while, and sure enough, he saw a scabbed scar between his lower body line and neck, which should have been injured when he shaved last time.

After Xiaoqian started massaging other acupuncture points on his head, Chen Rong didn't have the heart to think about those problems. His whole body was numb from the pressure, and wave after wave of electric current spread from the scalp to the whole body, irritating his navel and lower three inches. There have been changes.

Xiaoqian's massage technique is learned from Lao Li, although it is not professional, the effect is not bad.

Back then, he wandered here alone almost penniless, and it was Lao Li who took him in.

Old Li is kind-hearted. Since he took over the store, he has taken in many blind people who have nowhere to go. Xiaoqian is one of them.

Most of the blind masseuses in this blind massage parlor have a miserable life experience. Apart from blindness and other injuries, Xiaoqian is not bad in comparison, but the eyes cannot see, and there is no major physical problem. .

"How long have you been doing this job?" Chen Rong asked suddenly.

"It's more than two years." Xiaoqian said uncertainly, he didn't calculate the time carefully.

Usually, some customers would chat with him during the massage, so he didn't think this question was too abrupt.

That is, he arrived here not long after he escaped?No wonder he searched all over City Z and several surrounding cities but couldn't find anyone, Chen Rong thought.

"Are you tired from work?" He spoke casually to Xiaoqian like an ordinary guest.

Chen Rong has always been a person who is very good at disguising, as long as he wants to, he can make anyone who doesn't know him like him.

"Fortunately, there are not many customers in general." Xiaoqian answered him completely unaware of the strangeness.

Chen Rong seems to have realized at this time that masseurs are going to give massages to many people, which means that his Weng Jie has touched many people's bodies in the past two years, and serves other people as he is doing massages for him now. Been many times.

This fact made Chen Rong feel angry. He almost wanted to jump up and arrest him right now, take him back, possess him crazily, violate him, until he couldn't even make a sound of begging for mercy, until he was in Even when he was in a coma, he refused to let him go, and then locked him up, so that no one could see him except himself.

It's not that this kind of situation has never happened before, but violence will not make Weng Jie succumb. Chen Rong is very aware of this now, so he suppressed his anger.

Xiaoqian didn't notice anything unusual from his silence. After massaging the acupuncture points on his head, he reminded: "Now it's time to massage the shoulders and back, and you need to turn over."

Chen Rong glanced at him when he heard this, and then turned over and lay on the massage table as he said.

Xiaoqian's hand touched his shoulder and began to rub his shoulders. Feeling the tension of the guest's muscles, he smiled and said, "Relax, I'm a good crafter. Since you came to find me on purpose, you should have heard about it."

He has always been serious about everything he does. Now that he has done this job, he naturally wants to do his best, so he can be regarded as the signature masseuse of this shop.

However, Chen Rong was stabbed by his words, and his heart throbbed.

But he still hummed, and then tried to relax himself a bit, lest the other party notice anything strange.

Xiaoqian gave him a massage step by step, the customer didn't speak any more, and he was a little distracted. I don't know why, he suddenly felt restless, like animals have a natural sensitivity to danger, and he always felt that there seemed to be something bad. to happen.

He hid here for more than two years. During the first period of time, he lived in fear every day. He didn't dare to sleep too deep at night, afraid that that person would suddenly come to the door, and then...

He didn't want to recall those things.

"Where are you from? The accent doesn't sound like a local one." The guest suddenly asked.

Xiaoqian came back to his senses and said to him, "Well, it's not from the local area."

But he didn't say where he was from.

"I'm not from the local area either. I'm here to do business. How long have you been here?" Chen Rong asked pretending to chat with him.

"It's been a while." Xiaoqian said vaguely.

"Sorry, did I talk too much?" The other party's tone was unwilling to talk, so he had to retreat in this way.

"No," Xiaoqian said shyly, maybe he was too defensive, "I'm just...not used to being asked these things."

"Sorry, I'm taking the liberty. I wanted to ask you if you know the specialties here. I wanted to take some back with me when I left."

Chen Rong said this very skillfully, not only dispelled the doubts of the other party, but also made others feel that he had misunderstood him, so he felt a little sorry.

He's always been good at this kind of thing.

"Oh, that's it, I, I'm not very clear, you know, I can't see... But our boss must know, you can ask him." Xiaoqian said apologetically.

When Chen Rong heard him mention things he couldn't see in a flat tone, his heart ached again. He looked at Weng Jie's deer eyes that lost his spirit, and he didn't know how many times he regretted that accident.

Xiaoqian didn't hear his answer, and all the massage movements stopped. He thought that the customer was made unhappy by himself, so he asked a little uneasily, "Are you... are you angry with me?"

Chen Rong felt even more uncomfortable seeing his appearance of being careful not to offend anyone.

That's right, he is now a blind man who can only make a living by giving massages, so naturally he dare not easily offend customers.

Originally, he could not have lived such a life at the bottom of the society, all this is because of himself, Chen Rong thought painfully.

"No, how could it be? I just asked casually. You have no obligation to answer me. How could I be angry because of this." He tried to speak in a normal tone.

Xiaoqian was obviously relieved, and praised him for his reason: "You are so kind. By the way, it's time to massage the front. You can turn over again."

good?When you know who I am, you won't say that again, Chen Rong thought bitterly.

He turned over cooperatively, lay flat on his back on the massage table, Xiaoqian's hand touched his chest, and began to massage his chest through the thin layer of bathrobe.

"You have such a good figure." Xiaoqian praised him without hesitation when he touched his firm and plump cock.

"...Thank you." Chen Rong said, suppressing the urge in his body that was getting stronger and stronger.

This person had been skin-to-skin with him for six years, naked. He had never once praised him for his good figure, but now he said such words to a strange guest openly.

Chen Rong sneered inwardly, and then remembered that Weng Jie didn't like men, even after being suppressed by him for six years, he still didn't like men.

If he hadn't been blind, with his appearance, even if he was down to this point, there should be women who would like him, right?

Thinking that he would fall in love with a woman or even have sex with a woman in that case, Chen Rong viciously rejoiced that this man was still blind.

Then he realized how vicious his thoughts were, and he blamed himself again.