"Dead man, feel good, right?" Zhen Tian pinched his waist hard.

Yang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Sister Zhen, you can't blame me for this, you shouldn't have called me here today!"

Zhen Tian ignored him, took his arm and walked into a dressing room, and said while taking off his clothes: "I touched what I should touch, I watched what I should see, your benefits are also enjoyed, and then it's time for you to pay off your debts!"

Yang Ling was startled, and tightly protected his chest, "Sister Zhen, what are you going to do? It's still broad daylight, and many people are watching?"

"Take it away, take it off quickly, why are you hugging it so tightly?" Zhen Tian glanced at him, knocked Yang Ling's hand away with a "snap", and peeled him off with only a small pair of pants left after three strokes and five divisions, looking at his high-spirited and domineering second brother's aggrieved little head poking out of the little pants, he couldn't help but squat down and pinch it with his hand a few times.

"Hiss~!" Yang Ling couldn't help but take a sharp breath of cool air, feeling that the vitality in his body was suddenly divided, and the suppressed flame that was massaging a group of women just now burst out with a "boom", and he couldn't help but hold Zhen Tian's head with both hands.

"Hmm~!" Zhen Tian didn't expect Yang Ling's reaction to be so intense, her face was pressed between Yang Ling's legs, and her lips just touched the little head, and the domineering heat suddenly made her involuntarily let out a tactful moan, but she immediately reacted and reached out to bounce on the bulging balls between his legs.

"Whew~!"

Yang Ling immediately screamed miserably, holding between his legs and jumping back.

"Hehe, this is the end of flirting with my sister, see if you dare next time!" Zhen Tian stood up and looked at him with a smile, reached out to open a wardrobe, took out a set of work clothes worn by a beauty salon technician from it and threw it to him, "Put it on quickly, hurry up and go to work, otherwise you will look good at night!" After speaking, he twisted the little **** and went out.

Nima: I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Yang Ling suddenly cried and laughed, it turned out that Zhen Tian said that repaying debts is to be a massage technician, a woman's heart is really unpredictable! It seems that he is indeed not this woman's opponent, as soon as he saw her, his IQ suddenly plummeted by 50%.

A few minutes later, Yang Ling came out of the locker room, and at this time he was wearing a light blue technician suit, looking like a young masseur.

Zhen Tian looked him up and down several times, and said with a smile: "It was specially made for you, it really fits perfectly, you will be my sister's person in the future, take care of it, let's go!"

"Where are we going?" Yang Ling said in horror.

"You'll know when you go, why are you asking so much?" Zhen Tian glanced at him and pulled him all the way to the door of a massage room on the third floor.

There was a large explanation posted on the wall at the door, Yang Ling glanced at it casually and suddenly felt bad, pointing to the name of the "Chinese Special Qigong Massage Master Yang Ling" and the name of the 10 people who received it for a limited time every month, and stammered: "Sister Zhen, you don't have to make such a big scene, right? I don't have any massage technician certificates?"

"Go in, my sister has already prepared it for you!" Zhen Tian showed a smug smile on his face and pushed him into the massage room.

The house is large, forty or fifty square meters, with a set of high-end fabric sofas, televisions, water dispensers, desks and computers, a large massage table in the center, a dressing room and a lounge.

"Not satisfied? This is the workshop specially arranged for you by my sister, in the future, you will be the top cleaner in our beauty salon, and you must come to pick up customers at least once a month, okay, please Master Yang get ready, and the guests will come in a while!" After speaking, she pinned a work card to Yang Ling's clothes, then covered her mouth and snickered and swayed out.

"Remember, the top brand is clear, and you don't sell your body~!" Walking to the door, Zhen Tian suddenly turned around and smiled gently.

"Whew!" Yang Ling felt his eyes darken, and he was pressing on the sofa.

Yang Ling sat on the sofa with a sad face, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door, and immediately tidied up his clothes and sat down in a precarious position.

"Come in~!"

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful girl in a pink uniform led in a young woman of thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a good appearance and a good figure, dyed yellow Korean wavy curls, rings and necklaces, and famous brands all over her body.

"Teacher Yang, this is our VIP customer, Miss Ye, Mr. Zhen specially arranged for you to come to this room!" The beautiful sister secretly glanced at Yang Ling a few times, and was a little surprised that such a young man had become the highest-level technician in the beauty salon, but he was really stylish! Thinking of this, his heart was like a deer bumped a few times, and he quickly lowered his head with a red face.

"Thank you, you go out first, I'll exchange a few words with Miss Ye to see if I need to make a move!" Yang Ling nodded, and the beautiful sister stuck out her tongue and withdrew, muttering to herself in her heart, sure enough, she is a qigong master, and her temper is also very stylish! She couldn't help but glance back when she walked to the door before carefully closing the door.

"Miss Ye, please take a seat!" Yang Ling didn't have any expression, since he was a qigong master, he had to be a little more profound.

The woman surnamed Ye originally thought that she was serving a Chinese medicine doctor in her forties and fifties, but she didn't expect it to be a young man much younger than herself, and she had some doubts when she first came in, and she was kicked out before she could open her mouth, so she had to sit down and put a LV bag on the coffee table.

Yang Ling didn't care, "Is Miss Ye unwell or some other reasons?"

The woman surnamed Ye said coldly: "Is there a difference? I just listened to the propaganda here that there is a special qigong massage master before I paid the money, but I didn't expect it to be so young, is there such a young qigong master in China?"

"Hehe!" Yang Ling leaned on the sofa noncommittally, "Miss Ye, my time is precious, if you are still in doubt, you can leave now, if you still have questions about the promotion of our beauty salon, please go to the service desk on the second floor to inquire about the refund, there will be no obstacles, please, don't send it!"

"You~" The woman surnamed Ye didn't expect Yang Ling to be so direct, she was stunned for a moment and grabbed the small bag, stood up angrily and left, and when she was about to walk to the door, a faint voice came from behind her: "You have had irregular menstrual blood for seven or eight years, and the time is very disordered, if you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid it will enter menopause in another year, menopausal women in their thirties, okay ~ but ~ afraid ~ ah!"

The woman surnamed Ye was like being beaten from behind, her whole body trembled violently, and she turned around tremblingly, with great horror on her face, "What you said is true?" (To be continued.) )