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At eight o'clock on Friday night, there was a rare traffic jam in Beijing. The smooth driving made Qiu Jiyan's originally depressed mood feel a little better.
The cool evening breeze blew in through the half-open car window, making him suddenly feel a little relieved.
Can you afford to be upset over a masseur who has little intersection with your life?
¡°If I really start to struggle and worry because he is good-looking and is inexplicably attracted to me, then what is the control I have worked hard to develop over the years? Are you kidding yourself?
Come to think of it, only when you can truly face all kinds of people, whether they are good-looking or ordinary, tempted or duty-bound, and can make your heart feel calm, can you truly be ruthless and desireless, and be pure yourself? .
So, whether the masseuse is good-looking or not, gentle or stubborn, what does it have to do with me? What she wants is just the strength of his fingertips touching acupuncture points and meridians, not the owner of those ten long fingers.
Qiu Jiyan felt as if he had finally figured out some of the things that had been bothering him these past few days.
When the car reached a long red light, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to say hello to Lin Dawei. This time suddenly passed by, maybe maybe it didn't matter whether I thought about it or not, but it was just that Xia Wangchuan's time was not scheduled at all.
Qiu Jiyan frowned, but took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Lin Dawei.
"Can Master Xia still set the clock tonight?"
There were still 30 seconds left before the red light. Qiu Jiyan felt a little inexplicably nervous, as if the wind blowing in from the window had lost its original coolness.
Twenty seconds later, Lin Dawei quickly sent several voice messages to WeChat.
"Mr. Qiu, I'm really sorry. Master Xia has not been out in the palace on Fridays and Saturdays since last week."
"I heard that a boss paid a large price to cover all his clocks on Fridays and Saturdays. The contract signed by Master Xia and the palace was based on hourly payment, and he could choose two days off every week, so he made these two If the weather doesn't come to the palace, there's nothing we can do. You know, business is at its best these two days."
"Mr. Qiu, I won't hide it from you. You are purely a massage person, but some customers actually have evil thoughts about our technicians, hehe."
"That Master Xia is considered a stunning beauty in the 'Palace'. There must be a lot of people there. You said that if someone falls in love with wealth, we can't hinder their financial path! So I ask Mr. Qiu to show your respect." , if you want to come for massage, I can arrange it for you with Su Zhou and other top names, waiting for your news!"
Among Lin Dawei¡¯s words, Qiu Jiyan seemed to have grasped a key point.
Xia Wangchuan hires someone to book every Friday and Saturday?
Did you let someone cover it? Someone took care of it? Packaged? Already?
A series of wild horn sounds came from behind. Qiu Jiyan looked up and saw that the light had changed to green for seven or eight seconds. He stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out like an arrow.
For a moment, Mr. Qiu didn¡¯t notice that he drove at a speed he had never driven before.
And, I don¡¯t know where to go.
Xia Wangchuan was carrying a plastic bag containing massage products and shaking it gently on the bus.
He was wearing the most ordinary sportswear, but he had a handsome face and a slender and tight figure. Just like a pearl covered in dust, it could not block the light. In the crowded carriage, he still attracted attention. A lot of girly looks.
There was another WeChat message sent to the phone, and it vibrated in the trouser pocket. He had nothing to do, and he thought the person who sent the letter might be Gu Xiaofei, so he didn't rush to read it.
The car staggered into the stop. As soon as Xia Wangchuan jumped out of the car following the crowd, a figure suddenly squeezed over and rushed to him, almost pushing him against the car door behind him.
He was startled, looked at the person again, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Xiao Zhe, don't be so crowded next time. The car just stopped, how dangerous it is, remember?"
¡°Uncle, I¡¯m so anxious that I won¡¯t reply even when I send you a WeChat message. My dad won¡¯t let me call you, saying that it must be inconvenient for you to answer!¡±
Xiao Zhe, who was holding Xia Wangchuan's left hand and shaking it back and forth, was a boy of about ten years old. He had a strong appearance, a tiger-like head, and a naughty spirit.
"Why are you in a hurry? The time has not come yet, just wait for your uncle at home."
Xia Wangchuan let him shake his arms and speeded up his pace slightly so that he would not be left behind by Xiao Zhe who was half running and half walking.
"I just miss you"?For someone like Xia Wangchuan who stirred up a ripple in his heart, the farther away the better.
In fact, in Qiu Jiyan¡¯s heart, he once questioned himself very seriously and curiously as to why he had some strange feelings towards a masseur whom he only met twice.
Yes, the cold-blooded Mr. Qiu did not avoid this real problem.
Because to be honest, since he became an adult, due to his years of massage, he has seen too many handsome, young or handsome male technicians.
¡°Among these people, some were crazy and bold enough to express their affection for him directly, while others were subtle and tactful, but they also made their admiration for them clear.
But Qiu Jiyan knew that although he liked men deep down and had developed a physical dependence on massage, he was the one who disliked and looked down on masseurs the most.
Among these people, the more good-looking they are and the more friendly they are to him, the more disgusted and hostile he becomes.
This complex psychology, which is not known to the outside world, is probably due to the painful experience in his childhood.
The experience of his mother being abducted by a romantic and handsome masseur left an indelible scar in Qiu Jiyan's heart.
It was precisely because of this that when he discovered that Xia Wangchuan quietly appeared at the ridiculous moment when he was drunk, and that he was not disgusted by the appearance of being ugly and handsome, gentle and resolute, Qiu Jiyan began to feel that something was wrong with him. .
¡°Especiallyespecially in those dreams of blurred colors, Xia Wangchuan¡¯s figure also appears. What on earth is going on?
Why didn¡¯t this masseur, who was actually handsome in appearance and angry at him, not arouse the disgust he should have had as always?
On the contrary, when I felt his gentle fingertips, his slender and strong body, listened to the sound of running water, and quietly looked at his face with red lips and white teeth, at that moment, I only remembered his amazing beauty.
Qiu Jiyan found that Xia Wangchuan seemed to have a smell that was both strange and inexplicably familiar, which made him unknowingly ignore many things that he once cared about.
Fortunately, all these things that confused and troubled me are finally over!
It turns out that behind those so-called gentleness and perseverance, there is still the most common thing in the world, a heart longing for money.
When I was taking a shower in the shower room, a few young guys were having fun while taking a shower.
A young man¡¯s soap fell on the ground and he bent down to pick it up. The injured friend next to him immediately made a joke on him and pretended to do something, and a few people got into a fuss.
Qiu Jiyan glanced sideways at the young figures and frowned.
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but the wonderful experience of war and chaos when he first met Xia Wangchuan in the mist quickly came to his mind.
He splashed a handful of water on his face, trying to wash away that alluring figure from his eyes.
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Preview of the next three chapters:
Chapter 15: Qiu¡¯s Taekwondo vs. Xia¡¯s Acupuncture Hands
Chapter 16: You have to find someone to relieve the acupoint quickly, otherwise it will affect the inheritance of the family line!
Chapter 17: Mr. Qiu, can you wear my pajamas? Freshly washed¡
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