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The small room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea for a while.
When the two of them drank the pot of tea that Xia Wangchuan had brewed, Qiu Jiyan discovered that, in the afternoon sunshine, although they just drank their own tea in silence, they didn't know why, but sincerely Feeling comfortable.
For the first time, he felt that the taste of tea seemed to be more mellow than coffee.
"I'm not used to carrying too much cash. I'll pay you the massage fee via WeChat."
Qiu Jiyan asked calmly as he began to take off his pajamas.
No matter how warm the sunshine is, no matter how fragrant the tea is, no matter how smelly the house is, you will eventually leave.
"Mr. Qiu, you are too polite. To be honest, the reward you gave me last time was too much. I am worried that I will not be rewarded for my efforts, so just give me a chance to make up for it today, okay?"
Xia Wangchuan turned slightly and avoided looking at the man who had taken off his pajamas and was wearing trousers.
That man¡¯s wheat-colored strong body was so good that he didn¡¯t dare to take another look.
Because one glance may make you sleepless all night.
Qiu Jiyan¡¯s hand that was zipping up his pants paused for a moment, as if a bulging obstacle had blocked the track of the zipper, and he seemed to be thinking about something briefly. However, he soon returned to normal.
"Then I won't be polite."
Qiu Jiyan is not the kind of person who cares too much about everything, because he knows what is appropriate in his heart.
He quickly put on his shirt and leather shoes and stood up, his eyes just falling on Xia Wangchuan's slightly lowered head.
There was a ray of sunlight shining on his jet-black hair, which seemed to have coated the thousands of hairs with a shining golden film. It reflected into Qiu Jiyan's eyes and turned into a strange luster.
At this moment, he seemed to suddenly believe his judgment about this person.
Although the man in front of me is just a man who relies on his craftsmanship in the service industry, from the books he reads, the words he writes, and the tea he brews, it seems conceivable that he is not a man who is greedy for money. People who betray themselves at will.
He hopes his judgment is right.
On the way to work in the afternoon, Xia Wangchuan walked slowly and leisurely by himself. Occasionally he glanced at his mobile phone at a red light and could not help but curl his lips slightly.
He was looking at the address book on his cell phone.
There are call records from Qiu Jiyan a few days ago. The caller has been identified as "Qiu".
To be honest, he actually wanted to set it to "Yan", but after entering it twice, he deleted it embarrassingly.
Several days have passed since he helped Qiu Jiyan relieve his acupuncture points, but in Xia Wangchuan's heart, there is still an unsolved doubt.
??????????????? Were Qiu Jiyan's acupuncture points accidentally touched by someone while practicing Taekwondo, as he said?
still¡¡.
¡°Forget it, that imagination is a bit too outrageous, and in the end there is no solution.
Xia Wangchuan shook his head, the splendid palace had already arrived in front of him.
He came earlier today. There were no guests in the palace yet, and most of the masseurs hadn't arrived yet. The whole building was quiet.
After pressing the button for the floor leading to the employee lounge, Xia Wangchuan couldn't help but glance at his phone again, and the elevator door opened with a "ding".
As soon as he walked into the elevator door, a figure walked in behind him. His footsteps were light and his voice was almost inaudible. If it weren't for the faint scent of that person, Xia Wangchuan, who was concentrating on his mobile phone, almost didn't notice him.
However, from the unique aroma, Xia Wangchuan already knew who was walking into the elevator with him.
There are currently three people recognized as the top masseurs in ¡®Gongli¡¯. One is a handsome guy from the Northeast named He Da, one is himself, and the other is Su Zhou from the south of the Yangtze River.
The man who walks lightly and smells good right now is Su Zhou.
"Master Xia, it's so early today."
While hesitating whether to say hello to the other party first, Su Zhou, who was leaning on the elevator, had already spoken first.
He is an authentic Suzhou native. Although he lives in the north and speaks Mandarin, his accent cannot escape the flavor of Wu Nong's soft language, which has a soft and waxy quality to it.
He is one size smaller than Xia Wangchuan, with a slender build and fair complexion. He looks like a young man from Jiangnan. He leans on the elevator and twists his slender waist, making him look like a boneless snake.
"YouSeal.
The envelope was sealed. Xia Wangchuan glanced at Gu Xiaofei, who was secretly tinkering with his cell phone, turned his back slightly, and opened the envelope with slightly sweaty hands without realizing it.
There was only a piece of letterhead with "Qiu" printed on it in the envelope. It was folded neatly, like a piece of paper origami.
Opening the letter, there was only one line of words written on it. The font was vigorous and powerful, full of masculine power.
"A gentleman loves tea and takes it wisely; his kindness in relieving acupuncture points is rewarded with fragrant tea - Qiu Jiyan."
Xia Wangchuan silently read these four sentences in his mouth several times, and the tall man seemed to appear in front of his eyes, sitting in a luxurious office, writing these sentences on the letterhead with an expressionless face, and then Meticulously folded and sealed in an envelope.
At this moment, Xia Wangchuan felt as if there was a dormant volcano standing in his heart. Under the seemingly calm appearance, there was a constant undercurrent of hot magma.
He secretly put the snow-white letter to his lips, glanced left and right quickly, and kissed it quickly.
Qiu Jiyan, it has been sixteen years. No matter what the original intention of your letter is, to me, it is like the briefest love letter.
No matter what the future holds for you and me, I believe this letter you gave me will never be forgotten until I grow old!
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Preview of the next chapter: He knows both of them, one is Xia Wangchuan, who has a blushing face and walks sloppily, and the other is
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