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At the service desk on the third floor, I bought two bottles of apple cider vinegar with 100 yuan, and then hurried back to the private room.

This time Citi did not knock on the door, but slowly opened the door, first poked his head in, and only opened the door and walked in after confirming that Zhuang Yao had not left.

"Brother, I'm back."

Zhuang Yao was startled by Hua Qi's sudden sound, his eyes were widened angrily, and the veins on his forehead popped out of anger.

Citi could see that he was angry, and smiled timidly, then shook the apple cider vinegar on his hand and said, "Brother, you drank a lot today? I just passed by the service desk and bought two bottles of apple cider vinegar, to relieve hangovers. Try it." Citi said, opened her mouth to bite off the bottle cap with her teeth, and handed it over.

Zhuang Yao stared at him, hesitated for a long time before reaching out to take it.

Citi smirked at him, opened another bottle on her own, and took a sip with her head up: "Brother, drink it, it's delicious."

Zhuang Yao pursed his lips, and wiped the mouth of the bottle with his hand: "Are you sick?"

"Brother, don't worry, all the staff in the service industry have health certificates, and they will have a physical examination every year, so you can rest assured." Citi laughed from ear to ear.

Zhuang Yao rolled his eyes, looked up at the mouth of the bottle and took a few sips.

Citi looked at him with a wide smile, admiring his movement of drinking water.

After Zhuang Yao finished drinking, he squinted at Citi: "What the hell are you always looking at me for?"

Citi is at a loss, can't tell the truth because you are good-looking, right?If he was offended, where would he find such a good-looking man in the future?In addition, extra money will be wasted.

Citi pretended to be calm: "Brother, you have black and gray on your face."

Zhuang Yao was taken aback for a moment, and raised his hand to wipe his face: "The cards in hand."

"Oh, here it is." Citi hastily took out the hand card from his pocket, unexpectedly, with such a light tug, the hand card came out, but it also came with those two strawberry-flavored condoms.They fell to the ground instantly, and one of them opened its mouth, revealing the oily and transparent object inside.

Citi was startled, and squeaked, "Brother...that, that..." Citi didn't know how to explain it, she couldn't even say a complete sentence, her heart beat faster, and there was a flutter in her chest. Jump.

Zhuang Yao glanced at the ground, then got off the soft bed, took the bathrobe and put it on his body: "I will give it to you if you like it, next time I steal it, I will break your hand." Zhuang Yao from Citigroup He grabbed the cards in his hand, opened the door and left the private room.

Citi regrets this, what are you doing with that tomboy so desperately, it's okay this time, it will really be fate to meet in the future.

Citi stomped on the condom on the floor in resentment, then sat down on the soft bed and sulked. When he turned his head inadvertently, he saw the bottle of apple cider vinegar that Zhuang Yao drank was still on the table, and he hurriedly took it , Rubbing the mouth of the bottle with your fingers in circles.

Citigroup regards this bottle as a treasure and keeps it in his locker for a long time.

*******

Hua Qi came out of the bathhouse with her right hand, and happened to meet Xiao Li and some bath workers playing Doudizhu.

Xiao Li glanced at Huaqi: "American Ginseng, I said what's wrong with you, it's been all morning, I just watched you holding your right hand, why did you get hurt?"

Citi said dejectedly: "It's not a big deal, it's considered a work-related injury for me, but the foreman turned a blind eye to it."

"Just him? He doesn't bother to care about your bad things. He probably sneaked home to eat the New Year's Eve dinner by now." Xiao Li said angrily, followed by a roar: "Fuck, you guys are out It’s so fast, I still have a bomb that’s useless, no, no, this one doesn’t count.”

Listening to their quarrel, Citi shrugged wearily, then walked to the leather chair and lay down.

"I said American ginseng. It's thirty today. You don't want to go home to have a New Year's Eve dinner with your parents?" After a quarrel, Xiao Li turned around and said to Citi.

Citi lay on the chair, lazily said: "I won't go back, I'm tired of eating those few dishes, it's like this every year, there's nothing new about it."

Xiao Li giggled and said, "Then let your mother change the trick."

Citi said helplessly, "He also has to listen to me."

"Your mother is really interesting." Xiao Li and the others laughed happily.

"Damn it, there's a fight outside, everyone, go out and have a look." A bath worker pushed the door in, and the excited appearance made Xiao Li's heart itch.

"This big Chinese New Year still fights? It's so fresh, let's go out and have a look." Xiao Li Jin pulled on his slippers and squeezed towards the door. When he was about to leave, the shower worker who sent the message said to Citi: "American ginseng, why don't you go and have a look? "

Citi confusedly said: "I'm sleepy, I need to catch up on sleep."

"Tsk tsk, it's a waste if you don't watch it. Underworld fights, that scene is rare."

"Underworld?" Citi repeated his words, and then sat up quickly in a clever way: "What does it look like?"

The bath worker shrugged his shoulders: "He looks like a human being, but there are a few girls who are tall and energetic. Many girls in the whole women's bathhouse came out to peek."

Citi had an ominous premonition, he got out of bed quickly, and ran out barefoot before he could put on his slippers.

In the lobby on the first floor, Citi squeezed into the crowd of onlookers. As soon as he poked his head out, he saw a familiar figure among the crowd.

I saw him holding the iron rod and swinging it vigorously at the opponent's body.

That scene was truly thrilling, and Citi was taken aback by watching it.

It's not that Citi has never seen fights, and has seen many fights since childhood, but if you really want to compare it with the current situation, it is simply nothing.

"What's wrong?" Citi asked the colleague beside him.

A colleague said: "It seems that someone stepped on someone's shoe and refused to apologize, so the fight broke out."

Citi gave an oh and continued to watch the battle.

There were about seven or eight people fighting in the group, and there were only three on Zhuang Yao's side, one was himself, the other was Wang Wentao, and the other was someone he had never seen before.

The battle became fiercer and fiercer, Zhuang Yao and the others were outnumbered by the opponent's numbers, and soon they were at a disadvantage.

Wang Wentao seemed to have been slapped on the arm by the opponent, and he resisted with one hand. At this moment, Zhuang Yao turned around to protect him, and waved the iron bar vigorously to greet the opponent.

Citi watched with horror and broke into a cold sweat for him.

At this moment, one of the opponents ran to the right of Zhuang Yao, grabbed a stool beside him and threw it at Zhuang Yao.

Zhuang Yao could no longer defend himself, and could only watch helplessly as the chair fell toward his head.

Before he could speak, a figure suddenly rushed in front of him, and he was hit by a bench abruptly.

Citi was dizzy all over, as if there was a stream of heat flowing down from the top of his head, and he fell to the ground after rolling his eyes.

"Fuck you." Zhuang Yao roared, and swung an iron rod over.

Citi's fainting seemed to put an end to the fight. Seeing someone collapsed, the other party exchanged winks and fled out of the bathing center in a swarm.

Wang Wentao and Guo Jing wanted to chase them out, but they were stopped by Zhuang Yao.

Zhuang Yao dropped the iron rod in his hand, ran to Citi in a hurry, and pulled him up: "Call an ambulance."

"Brother, what do you care about him, hurry up, the police are probably coming soon, let's run first." Wang Wentao said aside.

Zhuang Yao looked down at Citi, panting heavily, and was about to speak when he heard the sound of police sirens outside. Zhuang Yao clenched his fists and cursed, "What?" Zhuang Yao hugged Citi, looked around a few times, and After seeing Xiao Li who was wearing the same overalls as Citi, he rushed over quickly.

Xiao Li and the others were so frightened that they ran back and hid.

Zhuang Yao's eyes widened: "Send him to the hospital."

Xiao Li nodded in fright, and quickly took Citi over.

Zhuang Yao took a few glances at Citi, then turned around and ran to the back door with Wang Wentao and Guo Jing.

*********

When Citi woke up, he was lying on a leather chair in the bathroom with a blanket covering his body. The pain in his head forced him to frown.

"Oh, Mom, you're awake." Xiao Li sat aside, holding a bucket of instant noodles in his hand.

Citi looked at him: "I have a headache."

"You still know about headaches? You almost died." Xiao Li put down the bucket of noodles and blamed him, "You're really kind, you dare to meddle in social affairs? You even use your head to help others, You don't want to die? Are you an idiot?"

Citi looked around in a daze for a few times, feeling dizzy.

"American ginseng, tell me, what is your relationship with that person? Do you know each other?" Xiao Li asked curiously.

Citi slowly raised her hand, touched her forehead, which was wrapped with thick gauze, and asked, "Who wrapped the gauze for me?"

Xiao Li wanted to laugh angrily: "Who else is there, doctor, the hospital I sent you to cost hundreds of dollars, and you have to pay me back then."

Citi blinked, but did not answer.

Seeing Citi's half-dead look, Xiao Li didn't bother to say: "Too lazy to talk about you."

"Where's that person?" Citi suddenly asked.

Xiao Li was stunned: "Who? Oh..." Xiao Li suddenly realized: "That person ran away before the police came, and you are the only idiot who blocked someone's bench. Does anyone care about you? It's just my kindness." I'll take you to the hospital for stitches, but I don't have the money to let you stay in the hospital for observation, and you can go for a review when you wake up."

Citi's heart sank, and he didn't speak any more.

At that time, he didn't know what he was possessed by, why he stood in front of him, maybe it was out of instinct?So that's why?

Citi found countless reasons for himself, but he was still unhappy and full of resentment.

He stood in the way for Zhuang Yao, but he left afterwards, no matter who he changed, he would not be happy, let alone Citi has put his heart into him.

Citi slowly got up from the chair, his nerves were connected, and he ached at every turn. Citi endured the swelling pain and walked to the mirror, looking at his ridiculous appearance.

"Hey, do you still want to see if you're ugly?" Xiao Li joked, "That's right, you have no good points, just this good-looking face, like a bitch."

Citi ignored him and left the bathhouse alone.

I got lucky on the New Year's Eve, and I really got home with good luck.

Citi didn't want to go home, and he didn't want to stay in the bathing center. He wanted to go out for a stroll alone, so he went back to the bathhouse, took the military coat from the locker, wrapped himself up, and walked out of the bathhouse slowly.

After a few steps, Citi stopped and finally arrived at the lobby.

"American ginseng, why did you come out?" the waiter at the bar asked in surprise.

Hua Qi looked back and saw that it was Wang Rui who had just changed shifts. He smiled slightly and said, "I want to go for a stroll and watch the fireworks."

"You are not being honest even if you are injured. I pushed a job for you just now. Someone in private room 302 asked you to take a shower, but I refused."

Citi was surprised: "When did you come?"

Wang Rui was stunned: "It's only been 10 minutes since I came here. That man is quite funny. He is dressed in black and wears sunglasses. He looks like a spy."

Citi ran to the third floor without even thinking about it. During the running, the pain in his head became more and more severe, but this was nothing. He just wanted to make sure that the person in 302 was him.

At the door of the private room, Citi let out a long breath and pushed the door open.

Zhuang Yao sat inside with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, with a sad expression on his face.The moment Citi pushed open the door, Zhuang Yaodu turned his head and looked at Citi with surprise eyes.

Citi smiled at him, entered the room and closed the door.

Zhuang Yao stared at him, seeing tiredness and pain on his pretty little face, but he managed to force a smile, which was so ugly.

"Brother, take a bath?"

Zhuang Yao glared at him: "Fuck you, you're already like this and still want to make money?"

Citi still smiled: "I mean this is alive."

"Fuck." Zhuang Yao got up and untied the bathrobe and hung it on the hanger.

Zhuang Yao didn't have a naked body this time, but wore a pair of white underpants. He sat cross-legged on the soft bed, looked at Citi and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Citi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt too much."

"You fucking idiot, is that something you can stop?" Zhuang Yao took a deep puff of his cigarette, "Today is considered a favor owed to you by my buddy, and I will definitely pay it back in the future."

Hua Qi smiled without saying a word, took off his military coat and threw it on the side cabinet. He was wearing work clothes and walked over slowly: "Take a shower."

"Get lost." Zhuang Yao cursed, then turned around and took out a cake from behind: "I bought it on the way back."

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This is just a small episode, a black-bellied plan to lose money.

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☆, the favor is not good

This was the first time that Citi ate in front of Zhuang Yao, and Zhuang Yao laughed frequently when he was devouring.

"Are you born by a starving ghost?"

Citi's mouth was full of scum, so he smashed his mouth and said, "I... I haven't eaten all day, I'm so hungry."

Zhuang Yao smiled and lit a cigarette for himself, holding it in his hand: "I have to thank you for today's matter, otherwise I will be the one with the brain blowing out, and I will definitely return this favor."

Citi shook his head while eating the cake and said, "Didn't you invite me to eat the cake, just treat it as returning it to me."

"Stop talking nonsense, a cake counts as a favor to you? Then your bench is really worthless." Zhuang Yao said with a smile.

Citi swallowed the cake in his mouth, clucked and said, "Why don't you give me a little more money?"

Zhuang Yao was puzzled by Zhang Er's monk, wondering, "Money increase? What kind of money increase?"

Hua Qi lowered her head to look at Zhuang Yao's separated legs, stared at the bulging bag of her underwear and said, "That's the one... next time you ask me to help, can you give me three hundred?"

Zhuang Yao immediately understood what Citi was referring to, changed his posture in embarrassment, coughed twice and said, "Fuck, did you fall into Qianqian's eyes?"

"I think it's quite reasonable. It costs four or five hundred a night to find a lady outside, and the expensive one costs eight hundred or thousands, so I didn't think I wanted more." Hua Qi raised his hand and wiped his mouth.

Zhuang Yao stared at Citi for a while: "I'm curious, why are you so desperate to take the bench for me? Tell me the truth, are you glass? Or..." Zhuang Yao looked at Citi cleanly His small face, apart from the fact that the gauze on the head is a bit like a big turtle head, is really pretty: "Or the kind that gets fucked?"

Citi was startled, and quickly explained: "Brother, don't get me wrong. I'm not glass. I blocked the bench for you because I thought you were my regular customer and I wanted to make money. In case you get hurt, I will Where can I earn my extra money?"

"Fuck, look at how promising you are, no wonder you can only be a bather." Zhuang Yao turned around cursingly, took out his wallet from the bathrobe, and took out a wad of money from it: "This money is for you." Your compensation, change to a better hospital, look at your head, the whole one is a turtle head."

"Is there?" Hua Qi raised his hand and touched his head, and said with a smirk, "It was like this when I woke up, and I didn't know it."

Zhuang Yao shook his hands impatiently: "Take the money."

Hua Qi carefully looked at the wad of money in Zhuang Yao's hand, it must be 1000 yuan, he asked uncertainly: "Brother, are you sure you want to give me so much?"

"Fuck you, you can take it if you give it to you, so much nonsense."

Citi shrank his neck, quickly took the wad of money and stuffed it into his pocket, then said: "Brother, you gave me so much money, why don't I help you take a bath."

Zhuang Yao lay back, straightened his legs and said, "I'll be leaving in a while."

"Well... I'm embarrassed to take so much money from you, how about I get it for you again?" Hua Qi looked directly at Zhuang Yao's body.

Zhuang Yao moved his body uncomfortably: "Fuck off, I'm not in the mood." Zhuang Yao squinted at him: "No, I'm just wondering, are you addicted to masturbation?"

"En." Citi agreed without hesitation, and interrupted quickly after reacting: "Of course not, I'm just thinking of the guests."

"Oh? For the sake of the guests?" Zhuang Yao seemed to be in high spirits, and said with a smirk, "Have you ever masturbated to others? Are there many people who want to masturbate to you?"

Citi quickly waved his hand: "Not at all, you are the first one."

Zhuang Yao smiled and said, "Oh, so I'm so lucky." Zhuang Yao raised his eyebrows, as if flirting with Citi, and then said, "Since you think of me so much, I won't be polite, how about that?" ..." Zhuang Yao took the wallet again, and took out 600 yuan from it: "Masturbation is quite boring, and I'm tired of it, why don't you help me with your mouth? I'll give you double the price, Six hundred."

"Use...with your mouth?" Citi asked in surprise.

Zhuang Yao raised his head, smiled and weighed the several hundred dollars in his hand: "How is it? This is a good opportunity to make money. Maybe I will make fun of it. I will always look for you in the future, why not?" Zhuang Yao He raised his eyebrows angrily.

Citi's surprised eyes swept over his face, all the way down to under him.

Citi couldn't help swallowing, hesitating.

Seeing his hesitation, Zhuang Yao wanted to laugh, but he held back and put on a pose: "Do you want to do it? If I don't do it, I can go, and I won't ask you to take a bath in the future, you They don't care about customers at all."

"I'll do it." Hua Qi was afraid that Zhuang Yao would do what he said, so he quickly agreed.

Zhuang Yao froze for a moment, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Since you agreed, then come."

Hua Qi nodded, stood up from the bed and walked to Zhuang Yao's side, just as he was reaching out to take off his underwear, Zhuang Yao said: "Wait a minute."

Citi looked at him in confusion.

"Seeing that you love money so much, I'll give you another good chance to help me take it off with your mouth, and add another two hundred." Zhuang Yao took out another three hundred, and added the six hundred just now for a total of nine hundred.

Citi stood still and didn't move. That's right...he loves money, and he can't help himself.But while he loves money, he also likes to look at Zhuang Yao's face, but now he uses money to order him to take off his panties with his mouth. He really can't accept such a behavior. He wants to refuse, but he can't open his mouth.

Zhuang Yao wanted to test Citi, who made him always stubborn, but when Citi stood still, he realized that he had done something stupid.It would be a good thing if he refused, proving that Citigroup is indeed not glass, but if Citigroup is really glass, what should I do?He is a man who likes women, but because he is too lazy to mess with a glass, no matter how you think about it, it is a loss-making business.

"That..." Zhuang Yao hesitated to speak, "Let's forget it, I have to leave first."

"Don't..." Citi said uncontrollably: "It's okay, I can do it." Citi squatted down without saying a word, and bit the edge of Zhuang Yao's underwear. Just when he wanted to pull it off, Zhuang Yao grabbed it. Hugging Citi's head: "Fuck, I even said no, you keep the money yourself, just treat it for me." Zhuang Yao pushed Citi, put on the bathrobe in a hurry, and ran away without looking back. go out.

Citi regretted this, raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Ouch..." It seemed to be too hard, and there was a severe pain in my head.

Hua Qi covered her head and looked at the wide open door. Zhuang Yao was like an anesthetic. After the strength of the medicine faded, the pain would come back again, but that numb feeling could never be found again.

Zhuang Yao left and fled away, as if frightened by Citi, and never appeared again in the next few days.

Citi's life has returned to normal. While working, he is slowly healing the injury on his head. Although he occasionally suffers from a little pain, it passes quickly. Just like Zhuang Yao, in his mind, Soon it will disappear without a trace.

"American ginseng, you have taken a lot of baths in the past two days, it's not your style to work so hard." Xiao Li joked aside.

Citi held the teacup and said, "I won't go home anyway, and two more is two."

"That's true, have you saved a lot of money in the past two days?" Xiao Li said again.

Citi smiled and said nothing, he did save a lot, but most of it was scraped from Zhuang Yao, a total of nearly 2000 yuan.But Citigroup didn't use the money, but stuffed it into the wallet and locked it in the cabinet.

"Is American ginseng here?" the hall maid yelled outside the men's bathhouse.

Citi was taken aback, put down the tea cup and ran out.

"Here you are, is there another big job?" Hua Qi poked her head out from behind the curtain.

The waitress rolled her eyes: "You are crazy about money."

"Aren't you here to work? Then why are you looking for me?" Citi asked curiously.

The waitress pointed at the door: "There is a man outside who said he wanted to take a bath with us. He looks like a woman. Looking around, I can only think of you."

Citi's face suddenly darkened: "I don't look like a girl anymore?"

The waitress pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I don't look at your figure, but just looking at your face, I think you are a bitch."

Citi didn't bother to talk to her, turned around and went into the men's bathroom, put on slippers, walked to the door and clutched another slipper in his hand, thinking that if he was an acquaintance, he would definitely give him a slap on the sole of his shoe and tell him that he looked like a bitch.

Citi rushed to the door angrily, and as soon as she walked out through the revolving door, she saw Zhuang Yao standing at the door with her waist pinched, and a man next to him was staring at him like a thief.

Seeing Citi coming out, Zhuang Yao hurried over: "Why are you so slow?"

Citi was startled, thinking that you ran away, why are you looking for me?

But Citi didn't say that, and still smiled and said, "Brother, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhuang Yao nodded, and said in embarrassment: "I forgot to bring my wallet when I was in a hurry to go out today. I took a taxi and had no money to pay for the taxi. I happened to pass by here again..." Zhuang Yao stopped at this point, with a frowning face: "Pay the car for me."

Citi suddenly lost her smile, turned around and walked into the bathing center.

Zhuang Yao was taken aback, and quickly ran over to grab Citi: "Fuck you, I can't even ask you to pay for the car?"

Citi smiled on purpose, "No money."

"No money?" Zhuang Yao's eyes widened: "I just gave you nearly 2000 yuan a few days ago, and you told me that I have no money?"

Citi rolled its eyes: "No, no."

Zhuang Yao pinched his waist and smiled wryly: "It is said that female cousins ​​are ruthless and actors are innocent. I think they are right. How can I say that I also spent a lot of money on you?"

Citi stuck out her tongue: "I'm a man."

Zhuang Yao's face darkened: "Will you help me pay for the car?"

"No money." Citigroup still said the same thing.

"Fuck, you have the guts." Zhuang Yao turned around and walked away, but was stopped by the driver just after taking a few steps: "Young man, you still take a taxi without money, aren't you playing with me, no matter what, you have to pay for the car." paid."

Zhuang Yao's veins popped out of anger: "How can I rely on your taxi fare?"

"That's not sure, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds."

Zhuang Yao glared at the driver: "Are you looking for a beating?"

The driver was also not a fuel-efficient lamp, and replied: "If you move me, I will call the police."

"All right, all right, I can't afford to offend you." Zhuang Yao walked back helplessly, and when he got close to Citi, he forced a smile: "Well, help me pay for the car?"

"There is no money." Citigroup finally got the best of it, raised his eyebrows, and said with his head held high: "It's easy to get money here, but it's hard to get money out."

Zhuang Yao really wanted to beat him up, but he held back: "Brother really can't help it, you have also seen that the driver is not willing to let me go, you see it for the sake of the past , first give the money to my brother, and treat it as if my brother owes you a favor."

Citi turned to look at him: "You haven't repaid the favor last time, it disappeared for several days, and now you owe it again, when you run away, where can I find you?" Citi walked into the bathing center , and when he was almost at the door, he said, "I don't accept credit."

Zhuang Yao continued to bear it: "Then how do you pay it back, I will pay it back today."

"Really?" Citi asked back.

Zhuang Yao nodded hurriedly.

Citi smiled, then took out 50 yuan from his pocket and handed it to the driver, after the driver gave the change, he walked up to Zhuang Yao and whispered: "Go upstairs, 302, make up the last time. "

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☆, war of words

Citi is not extremely smart, but he is not a fool either. Since he dared to help Zhuang Yao pay the car fare, he would not be afraid of his repudiation. , let him see the bloody facts.

Although the bench did not kill Citi, it left a not-so-small wound on his forehead. Even if the wound healed, it would probably leave a scar.

As Xiao Li said, Citigroup has no advantages, but his face is good-looking.

In fact, Citi underestimated Zhuang Yao. Don't look at him who always gets into fights and speaks harshly to Citi, but after all, he is a good-for-nothing guy who can stand and handle things.

Zhuang Yao is an extremely moral person, he has to pay back what he owes to others, no matter whether it is going up the mountain of swords or into the sea of ​​fire, if he does not pay back the favor he owes, it will be like a lump in his throat, making it hard to sleep or eat.

Just when Citi was ready to deal with it, Zhuang Yao had already arrived in private room 302. This time he did not go to the dressing room to change, but sat in the private room with his clothes on and waited for Citi to arrive.

With a tool bag in his arms, Citi arrived at 302 happily. He knocked lightly on the door and pretended to say, "Sir, may I come in?"

Zhuang Yao was furious inside, cursing angrily: "Get out, hurry up."

Hua Qi smiled and pushed the door in, but saw that Zhuang Yao didn't take off any clothes, he couldn't help but restrain his smile: "Why, do you want to go back on your word? Let me tell you, I paid for the car for you, you If I go back on my word, I will... I will..." Citi made a gesture to remove the gauze from her head.

Zhuang Yao drooped his face: "Fuck you, when did I say I regretted it?"

Citi stopped her hands: "You didn't regret it, so why didn't you take off your clothes?"

Zhuang Yao smiled meaningfully: "Since it is to make up for the last time, I will pay all the money, and you have promised to talk, then let's continue, I will wait for you to serve." In front of Citi, he spread his legs apart and said, "Take off your clothes first, then your pants, and your shoes and socks too."

When Citigroup heard it, it was not happy. Didn't it make it clear that it was playing with itself?

This is a battle between IQ and IQ, and whoever comes out on top is the winner.

Not to be outdone, Citi said: "You can take it off, but you have to pay more."

Instead of getting angry, Zhuang Yao smiled: "How much more?"

Citigroup did not hesitate at all: "Since you are a regular customer, I will take off your clothes and pants for free, but shoes and socks are considered heavy-duty operations, 5000 once."

"5000?" Zhuang Yao's jaw almost dropped in shock, and he cursed, "Your mouth is rimmed with gold? Is it worth 5000 yuan?"

Hua Qi shook his head: "I wouldn't dare to stop porcelain work without the diamonds, so I would dare to open my mouth. Do you want to do it? If you don't do it, you can come here in shoes and socks."

Zhuang Yao was completely defeated, raised his leg and threw off the casual leather shoes on his feet: "Fuck you, you have the guts, let me remember."

Citigroup was happy.

After Zhuang Yao took off his socks, he stood barefoot in front of Citi and said nothing.

Citi is much shorter than Zhuang Yao, just one or two centimeters higher than his shoulders.In fact, Citi's height is not short, about 1.7 meters seven, but Zhuang Yao's height is more than 1.8 meters.

Zhuang Yao wore a casual jacket today, with a gray V-neck sweater inside and a small collared shirt inside. He looked handsome and handsome. Citi walked around behind him, tiptoed and bit him He pulled his jacket off his body like a puppy pulling something.

Zhuang Yao also cooperated and opened his arms to let him take it off.

Citi shook his head violently, throwing his jacket onto the cabinet next to him.Afterwards, Citi came to him and looked him up and down: "Can you sit down? It's as long as a telegraph pole, and I can't reach it."

"Fuck, you look like a stick, and you blame me for being tall?" Zhuang Yao sat down on the soft bed and sulked unconvinced.

Citi licked his lips, thinking about how to take off the woolen sweater he was wearing, after deliberation, he decided to go around and bite his neck collar.

Hua Qi walked around behind him, lowered her head slowly, and just as she was about to bite his collar, Zhuang Yao shrank her neck uncomfortably: "Don't pant at me, it's so itchy."

Citi pretended not to hear, and continued with his actions.

Hua Qi half-kneeled on the soft bed behind Zhuang Yao. After biting his collar, he slowly got up and pulled it up. Zhuang Yao still raised his arms cooperatively to take off the clothes. It was Citi who tried too hard, and the collar strangled Zhuang Yao's neck.

"Fuck you, you want to strangle me?"

Citi has only one mouth, and he is still biting his collar, so he can only hum and continue to pull up.

Zhuang Yao couldn't bear it anymore, so he stretched out his hand to pull the collar of the clothes and took them off from his neck.Citi still shook her head and put the clothes on the cabinet, panting and said: "I can't bear to strangle you to death, if you die, where can I earn extra money."

"Forget about being poor."

Citi pouted: "I am willing." After finishing speaking, Citi jumped off the soft bed. At this time, he was already sweating profusely from the heating in the private room. As a last resort, he had to take off his work clothes and wear his usual The big pair of underpants that bathe people walks in the private room.

Zhuang Yao stared at him and rolled his eyes, wanted to say something but swallowed it back.

Citi stretched his muscles and said with a smile, "How difficult it is to earn some money." Citi clapped his hands and shrugged: "Come on, let's continue."

Zhuang delicacies are like meat on a chopping board, let Citi practice their knives.

Hua Qi walked to Zhuang Yao's side, stood between his spread legs, slowly bent down and lowered his head, opened his mouth to bite the first button, Hua Qi's tongue was very flexible, like a curved snake, coiled around the button , moving slowly.

Zhuang Yao closed his eyes tightly, intending to escape himself, but when Citi unbuttoned the first button, the hot air from his mouth made him straighten up.Zhuang Yao secretly swallowed, sucking hungrily on his Adam's apple.

Citi greedily sniffed Zhuang Yao's body while unbuttoning it, it smelled clean.

The smell seduced Citi, forcing him to stick out his tongue and lick Zhuang Yao's collarbone secretly.

Zhuang Yao seemed to sense the hot and humid sensation coming from his collarbone, he moved his body slightly, but then stopped.

The second button was undone, and Citi bent over again to start the third button.

Between the open collar, Zhuang Yao's tattoo is faintly exposed. The black mountain leopard, with its mighty and bloodthirsty eyes, is staring fiercely at Citi. Tongue = head, and licked the leopard's eyes.

Zhuang Yao was taken aback for a moment, the feeling was so clear this time, he hurriedly lowered his head and stared at his hair spinning.Panting, Zhuang Yao really wanted to pull him up, but he hesitated.Zhuang Yao was struggling and clamoring in his heart, because this feeling was unprecedented.

After the third button was unbuttoned, Citi was so tired that his head was covered with sweat. He raised his hand to wipe his forehead, then lowered himself down again.

The fourth button is at the top of Zhuang Yao's lower abdomen. Through the open skirt, you can see Zhuang Yao's well-defined abdominal muscles. Citi really likes a man with such a figure. He couldn't resist the temptation, so he pouted and kissed Hit one of those abs.

Zhuang Yaodu stared wide-eyed, unable to speak a word stiffly.

Citi closed her eyes and kissed, then stuck out her tongue and drew circles on it, circles and circles.

Zhuang Yao's Adam's apple was throbbing up and down, and he lowered his head, watching Citi licking his lower abdomen as if he was breastfeeding. This feeling is very subtle and cannot be described in words.Even though he likes women, he is also a man, how can he withstand such a temptation.

Zhuang Yao gradually changed, and the slacks under his body could no longer hide the struggle of his second brother, so he wanted to come out to breathe.Seeing Citi's hair twirling, Zhuang Yao seemed fascinated, slowly bent down, and gently sniffed his hair.

The faint fragrance is not shampoo, but the smell of soap.

Citi kissed enough, and began to return to the original work, unbuttoning it with her mouth.

When Hua Qi unbuttoned the last button, he had already half-kneeled in front of Zhuang Yao, and when he raised his head, he could see the tent erected under Zhuang Yao.

Very high, very high.

Hua Qi was engrossed, and raised her hand to caress his lower body,