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Chapter 5

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    Last night, there was an indescribable boredom, like the drunken night outside the window, accompanied by a goose-yellow full moon, which made Qiu Jiyan toss and turn in the warm spring breeze unable to sleep.

    I read a few passages of scripture silently, and then deliberately recalled a business deal that was difficult to decide during the day.

    Of course!  and!  egg!

    Finally, in the tossing and turning of the battle between heaven and man, in the palms of his hands that were alternately cold and hot, Qiu Jiyan still could not withstand the spring tide that was both resistant and vaguely longing for in his heart. In the half-dark bedroom, the soft and cottony  On the big bed, desire slowly ignited like wildfire.

    Wild fire, in spring!

    The desire flowed gurglingly under the goose-yellow moonlight, like a half-thawed, half-frozen glacier. The ice surface seemed to be still solid, but secretly it was already soft and crisp.

    However, what made him feel inexplicably trembling was that at the moment when his desires were flying like catkins, in the hazy and mottled moonlight, a slender and strong body suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, using his bulging and rounded body to crush him.  .

    In the hazy moonlight, I seem to see those soft and smooth five slender fingers again, like the tips of fresh bamboo shoots in the spring breeze, gently pressing on my five fingers. The feeling is like the love on the fingertips.  , both inseparable and yet distant, until they lead themselves to the final absurdity.

    Bit by bit, they fell into mud.

    And the owner of that hand is no longer just a vague illusion created by himself as before, but appears clearly and completely in his mind.

    That was a young man wearing the uniform of a 'palace' masseur.

    To yourself, turning your hands becomes clouds and turning your hands becomes rain.

    ¡°Fuck, it¡¯s really evil!¡±

    You know, it was precisely because the vague impression left after sobering up was too ridiculous that Qiu Jiyan deliberately interrupted the massage at the palace, just to quickly forget the bad state of that day.

    But on the contrary, after that day, he happened to dream about that person many times in some messy and chaotic dreams

    ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because when I woke up from a hangover that day, I couldn¡¯t recall what that person looked like afterwards.

    I only vaguely remember that it was a face that was ugly at one moment and beautiful at the next, a face that seemed familiar but elusive.

    For many men, it seems that they have a very shameful nature. It seems that the more mysterious and half-hidden things are, the more they cannot let go.

    After hesitating again and again, Qiu Jiyan turned on his phone and flipped through the WeChat messages sent by Lin Dawei, the foreman of the Palace a few days ago.

    There is nothing on WeChat. It mainly tells him that the palace has resumed business after a week of closure due to the sudden small fire.

    Qiu Jiyan subconsciously touched the back of his neck. These days, there is always a sore and swollen feeling in that place. I don¡¯t know why, it¡¯s like someone tapped an acupuncture point in a martial arts novel.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? There is still so much money on the VIP card, is it because of the masseur who can¡¯t remember his face that he doesn¡¯t want to go to the palace?

    Andand maybe let the masseur massage him again. Once I can see his appearance clearly and clear up my doubts, I won't keep dreaming about him at night.

    A week later, Qiu Jilin saw that his eldest brother¡¯s breakfast had returned to ham and fried eggs.

    In the morning, on the way from the company parking lot to the office, Qiu Jiyan sent Lin Dawei a WeChat message while walking, "At eight o'clock in the evening, I will meet Master Xia."

    Soon, Lin Dawei's WeChat message came back, with three apologetic expressions in a row, followed by a sentence, "Mr. Qiu, I'm really sorry. Master Xia's appointment has been scheduled for three days. I will introduce you to a good master."  How about it? Don¡¯t worry, you will be satisfied with the work in hand!¡±

    Qiu Jiyan¡¯s eyes stayed on his WeChat for about three seconds and then he replied with one word.

    "Um."

    Across the palace, which is half the city of Beijing, a man stared at the "um" on WeChat, wiping the sweat from his forehead and complaining to his subordinates, "See! Mr. Qiu is not happy about this, the less he talks,  , which means the greater the effort! Damn it, uncle, he is my fucking uncle, who can I offend?"

    When Qiu Jiyan walked from the parking lot to the entrance of the company, Lin Dawei's WeChat message came back with a "ding".

    It¡¯s 8:45 in the morning.

    In the office building where Qiu's company is located, the WeChat group of female colleagues named "Junzi Hao Qiu" was buzzing like snow flakes.

    Cold smoke green:? youth.

    Seeing himself in the window, Xia Wangchuan frowned slightly.

    Since meeting Qiu Jiyan that day, he seemed to have changed his mind, cut his hair fresh and neat, and took off his glasses.  In Gu Xiaofei's words, the most beautiful man in the palace is finally coming back to the world.

    But at that time, while Gu Xiaofei looked him up and down, he didn't forget to remind him.

    "Brother Xia, that Mr. Qiu is a well-known rich man. Now there is a VIP reward event in the palace. Don't you want him to take care of the business? Don't forget, he doesn't care about handsome men!"

    Xia Wangchuan locked the big black glasses in his locker and said with a smile, "I don't want to hang myself on a tree. There are so many guests coming to the palace. He is probably the only one who likes ugliness."  !¡±

    He actually had something else he wanted to say to Gu Xiaofei in his heart, "He doesn't care about handsome men? That's because you didn't hear the truth that he vomited after drinking!"

    These days, although Qiu Jiyan has never come to the palace.  However, clients seeking massage from Xia Wangchuan are springing up like mushrooms after a rain.

    Because he wants to change himself and become a top masseur that makes Qiu Jiyan feel that he is not "submissive" and not so easy to "steal"!

    So from that day on, Xia Wangchuan used his family's special skills that he had never used before for every massage client.

    He used his precise acupuncture skills to make those guests feel the unprecedented comfort after the acupuncture points were truly opened.  In particular, some customers who prefer traditional Chinese medicine were shocked by his techniques, and all of a sudden they became fans of him.

    Probably because the business client circle is connected and word of mouth spreads, many people know that there is a new masseur named Xia in the palace through the introduction of friends, and he has a very beautiful acupoint massage technique.

    Almost without exception, these customers became repeat customers after making an appointment with him.  Moreover, most of these customers are high-end business people. In addition to the regular fees after the massage, they also reward Xia Wangchuan very generously.

    Of course, although most of the people who come to the palace for health care are from the upper class, after all, they are a mixed bag of good and bad people, and they come from all three religions and nine streams.

    From what I can see, he seems to have suddenly become famous in the palace, and many appointments are scheduled three or four days later.

    Many people in the palace are speculating behind his back about the reason for his sudden popularity. In addition to talking about his skills, they are also throwing some dirty water behind his back.

    In Gu Xiaofei¡¯s words, those bitches who don¡¯t like other people¡¯s kindness are like garbage in the gutter, dirty and smelly. Over time, they get used to being disgusted by themselves and make others feel disgusted too.

    "No matter what, Brother Xia, you are famous, let them be jealous! However, I heard that Su Zhou and He Da are starting to pay attention to you now. They have been fighting fiercely in the palace. We used to  They are the Xiaoyao sect, and neither of them will target you. Now you have to be more careful, those people are really bad!"

    How could there be no palace fighting in this place called ¡®Gongli¡¯?

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    ??In the workplace, we need to fight, in the love situation, we need to tease, the male idol needs to be chased, and the male idol needs to be coaxed!

    It¡¯s really not easy for my ¡°second wood¡± Xia Xiaomu.

    By the way, the preview for the next chapter is: I will destroy anyone who dares to bully him again!

    What does this mean?  It means that a certain male idol's boyhood is about to make a hot debut

    The green plum meets the bamboo horse, but  how does this pony hage, how can this little horsema be similar to the little donkey

    I am Doubanjiang, a handsome and talented man. If you are interested, you are welcome to visit Doubanjun¡¯s Weibo (Jinjiang Doubanjun)!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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