: I am a masseur

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As a man, he still likes to take the initiative in his own hands.
Moreover, according to their usual way, the possibility of being inferior to the past is 200%.
Knowing the way that will definitely fail, Zhang Xingyun will never go.
Soon, Zhang Xingyun arrived.
This Lanyan Beauty Salon is a high-level club that is ready to be opened for ladies. All the items about body shape and appearance are all available.
Zhang Xingyun was stopped before reaching the door. "Sorry, I'm sorry, we don't entertain male customers here."
His face stiffened, and he didn't expect that he would be stopped by this reason. "I saw a man enter just now?"
The waiter at the door gave Zhang Xingyun a standard smile, "Sir, that is our physical training teacher."
Zhang Xingyun turned his eyes and said seriously, "I'm a masseur, why did you stop me?"
Although there are only women here, if the trainers all have men, there must be masseurs too. After all, many wives like this type.
The waiter glanced at Zhang Xingyun and asked with a good temper, "Please ask Mr. to show your work permit."
"I forgot my home." Zhang Xingyun lied seriously.
"Sorry, sir, we can't let you in without a work permit."
Zhang Xingyun looked at the waiter who blocked his way in front of him, could he not break through?
Before he could figure out what to do, he suddenly heard the waiter in front of him and gave a loud bang, "Well ..."
Looking at her covering her waist, Zhang Xingyun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said with concern, "Xiao Chang, are you suffering from back pain?"
Yao Chang was covering her waist, her eyebrows were wrinkled, her waist did not hurt for a day or two, standing here every day for a whole day, and wearing high heels, is considered an occupational disease Right.
Although there is no major problem, but standing for a long time, the pain can not straighten up.
"Press the two high places on the inner side of the thigh knee, apply a little pressure, massage for one minute, and then massage for 30 laps at the front of the foot, it will be good."
Zhang Xingyun was afraid that she didn't understand the point, so she had to tell her the position. After two or three minutes, Yao Chang's eyes changed to Zhang Xingyun's eyes.
"You, are you really a masseuse?"
"It's said that my documents are forgotten at home." Zhang Xingyun gave up his hands helplessly.
Originally Yao Chang was working here, so sometimes when she was off work, if there was a master in the club who was not busy, she would also ask them for help, but no one had the effect as good as it is today.
"I'm really sorry to delay your time." Yao Chang made a gesture to Zhang Xingyun, not because of Zhang Xingyun's identity, but because he helped himself.
"If you stop me for a while, I will be deducted money." Zhang Xingyun smiled, his charm is so great, easily mixed in.
"Sir, wait a minute."
Before he went out a few steps, his body stiffened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze around his mouth.
What happened, the packet was captured so quickly? Do n’t you think you did n’t do anything?
He looked a little stiffly at Yao Chang, who stopped himself, "Well, are you free when you get off work? I want to find you to massage for me."
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