To pay off my debt, the school beauty became my live-in maid

Chapter 29: Foot Massage Master
Su Wan did not continue this topic with Lin Shuang.

She tucked the playful hair behind her ear and pointed across the street. "Here, I promised to help you find a location for the milk tea shop, Lin Dasha, take a look. Are you satisfied?"

Lin Shuang looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a two-story building standing there.

They had already walked out of the commercial street, but this location was not far from the entrance of the commercial street. When they turned around, they could still see long queues in front of those popular stores.

Lin Shuang was shocked. "Wanwan, although this location is good, this building shouldn't be rented out, right?"

Lin Shuang had noticed this two-story building a long time ago. After all, it was located on the only way to the commercial street.

The exterior of this building is very beautiful, with white walls and black tiles, which makes one dream back to the south of the Yangtze River. It looks like it was uprooted from an ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River and stood here again.

But he passed by it several times and never saw the door of this building open. Maybe it was someone's private residence.

Su Wan rummaged in his pocket with a mysterious look on his face and took out a key.

"Dang-dang-dang!"

It was like the blue fat man took out a new prop from his pocket.

It appeared, it was Doraemon!
Lin Shuang was stunned. "Is this your house, Wanwan?"

Su Wan pulled his sleeve and walked over, "No, it belongs to a distant relative's sister."

"This relative you're talking about, is she really not you?"

"You know, my family only has a little money, how can we be that rich!"

"Is it too late to hug the thigh of rich woman Wanwan now?"

"Go away, you want to touch my thighs again?"

Su Wan raised her leg and tried to step on Lin Shuang again, but Lin quickly touched her thigh with both hands, turned around and ran away.

Wanwan wore a simple black sweatshirt with tight jeans tonight. Her plump thighs wrapped in the jeans could definitely compete with the black stockings.

Su Wan put one hand on her waist and waved the key in her hand towards him, "Where are you running, Lin Dasha? The key is still in my hand."

The tone of voice suggested that Sun Wukong could never escape from the palm of Tathagata Buddha's hand.

What can Lin Shuang do?

Su Wan hooked her finger at him, and he had no choice but to walk over obediently.

Then Su Wan stepped on her hard, "You dare to run away after touching my leg!"

Lin Shuang protested with bared teeth, "You can step on me, but can you put on black stockings and high heels before stepping on me?"

"I'm wearing it?"

"Aren't you wearing jeans and high heels? Where are my black stockings?"

Su Wan looked at him with disdain, opened the door of the second-floor building and walked in.

Lin Shuang also followed him in and found that the house was empty, with only basic white walls, a set of tables and chairs, and almost nothing else.

Su Wan wiped the dust off the chair, sat down, and explained to him, "This is the house that my distant relative's sister renovated. They originally planned to open a flower shop or a coffee shop."

Lin Shuang also sat down next to Su Wan and listened to her continue, "But that sister has been wandering abroad for a long time, so this house is vacant. I said I wanted to open a milk tea shop to try my hand at entrepreneurship, so I asked for it."

Lin Shuang looked up and looked around the two-story building. The space was more than enough to open a milk tea shop, and the second floor could perhaps be kept for personal use.

Moreover, the interior is empty, which leaves a lot of free space for decoration.

He hesitated and said, "This rent shouldn't be cheap, right?"

Su Wan immediately kicked him and said in a scolding tone, "Why are you and I negotiating about rent?"

"Isn't this your relative's house? You still have to give some money..."

Lin Shuang hugged her kicking feet.

Su Wan let him do what he wanted, leaning back in the chair and resting her feet on his thighs. "We are all family, talking about money hurts our feelings, so just hold on to my thighs."

Lin Shuang took off her high heels, held her feet in black stockings in her arms, and began to massage her feet attentively. "Hold on to the thighs of the rich woman Wanwan! - Is this what you call black stockings? Can black stockings be considered black stockings? I want to accuse you on behalf of all black stockings lovers!"

Su Wan leaned on the table, propped up her face with her hands, and looked at him lazily, "Lin Dasha, can you unzip it and see?"

She was talking about the zipper on the jeans leg. Lin Shuang tried to open it and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The calves inside the trouser legs are also covered with silky black stockings.

Oh my god, stockings in the pants? Stockings in the jeans?

"What's this new trend?" Lin Shuang pinched her calf.

"Keep warm? It's still a bit cold this morning."

"You're not wearing it just for me to see?"

"Wow, Lin Dasha, you are really confident - hurry up and continue massaging my feet!"

Lin Shuang curled his lips and said, "How come I, a five-good youth and the most handsome boy on campus, became your foot massage master?"

Having said that, his hands did not stop moving.

Su Wan hummed comfortably, "It's your honor to touch the feet of this beautiful girl - let's talk business."

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

What's the important thing? Is there anything more important than playing with a beautiful girl's feet?

"A milk tea shop! How do you decorate this shop? You're not going to push everything onto me, are you?"

Su Wan looked as if he was beyond help, and she put her feet into his arms and tapped his chest.

“Speaking of decoration—this is the promised land for an artistic genius like you, Wanwan! I’ll leave the design plan to you, please!”

"I knew it... you really just want to catch me working for you for free!"

Lin put his fingers on the soles of her feet and rubbed them gently. "How can you work for nothing? I treated you to a roujiamo and now I'm massaging your feet. How can you find a boss who cares about his employees so much?"

"Hmm~ It's itchy, don't poke there..."

Su Wan huddled into the chair like a small shrimp.

His face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

Lin put more strength on his hands, and with a groan, Su Wan kicked him and the chair to the ground.

He lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, looking at the white-painted ceiling.

Then he put his fingers to his nose and took a breath.

As expected, every part of a beautiful girl smells delicious.

The beautiful girl Su Wan huddled in the chair and took a while to stand up again.

She put her feet wrapped in black stockings into high heels and walked to Lin Shuang's head.

With his hands on his waist, he looked down at him.

"Lin Dasha, are you thinking that if I were wearing a skirt, this angle would be better?"

"You can even guess this? You really are the worm in my stomach, right?"

"Stop talking so disgustingly, okay?"

Su Wan smiled, stepped on his chest with her high heels, and gently crushed it, "Your favorite black silk high heels step on it, to satisfy you."

"You make me sound like a pervert..."

Lin Shuang hugged her black silk calf and squeezed it, "Let's talk about the milk tea shop again."

(End of this chapter)