I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The death is a state of mind. You can want to die, but you can't really die.

Just as everyone often says they want to die, but at the end of the year, they find that the death rate is zero!

Lu Xing is in such a state now.

He stood behind Song Junzhu, silently watching Song Junzhu lift all her hair to her chest, revealing her thin back.

Song Junzhu is crazy.

Song Junzhu is really crazy!

Lu Xing used to just call her crazy, but now he really thinks Song Junzhu is crazy!

Lu Xing subconsciously took two steps back, and the whip in his hand felt like a hot potato.

Beating a customer during the contract period, what's the difference between beating the boss during working hours?

After getting to know Song Junzhu for such a long time, Lu Xing never thought that Song Junzhu would be a masochist.

What on earth is she going to do!

Lu Xing has already collected the money, so it doesn't matter if he gets beaten.

But Song Junzhu paid for the class, so why should she pay for the beating?

What kind of fetish do these rich people have!

Crazy.

Really crazy.

Lu Xing stood there for a long time without saying a word.

Finally, Song Junzhu waited for a long time, looked back at him, and repeated it seriously.

"I want you to beat me."

Lu Xing stared into Song Junzhu's eyes and shook his head slowly and seriously.

"That won't work."

"Or if you really like it..." Lu Xing paused for a moment, "Wait for me for a few days."

He worked hard to learn other people's techniques.

How can you beat someone without pain and comfort if you practice well?

Now he doesn't understand anything.

He doesn't know how to hit Song Junzhu lightly. What if he hurts her?

The first rule of the professional dog-licking client code is highlighted in bold: ensure the personal safety of the client.

Song Junzhu stared at the reflective floor-to-ceiling window, saw Lu Xing's hesitant expression behind him, and smiled coldly.

Even during the contract period, Lu Xing was unwilling to hit her.

Then when the contract ends, she asked Lu Xing to hit her, and Lu Xing would not hit her, right?

Song Junzhu lowered her head and said solemnly.

"I'll hit you if I ask you to."

She had already calculated how many whips she had hit Lu Xing with.

If Lu Xing paid back, the two would not owe each other anything, and her strong sense of uneasiness might disappear.

After the two were cleared, she would no longer feel guilty.

Song Junzhu lowered her head and chuckled, lowering her eyes to cover up the madness in her eyes.

She had money.

She had a lot of money.

Enough for her to sign a long, long contract with Lu Xing, ten years, twenty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years.

She hit Lu Xing, and Lu Xing also hit her.

The two are even.

She can take Lu Xing to see the snow, and take Lu Xing to play everywhere.

The two of them still have a long time.

Song Junzhu turned around, looked at Lu Xing's silent face, and laughed.

The delicate and rich facial features, like a demon sucking people's essence and blood, slowly spit out two words from her plump red lips.

"Hit me."

Perhaps it started from the fireworks at the port of Haicheng.

She already wanted to hold Lu Xing tightly.

Fortunately, she has money.

Song Junzhu repeated: "This is my request, hit me."

Lu Xing's brain was almost spinning at this moment. It was the first time that he could not perform the client's task at work.

Song Junzhu is very beautiful.

Her thick and curly long hair was scattered on her shoulders. She slightly turned sideways and stretched out her palm to support herself in front of the French window.

Now she said, hit her.

As a professional licker, you have to learn one thing-

Pull away the appearance of things and find the real heart.

Lu Xing approached Song Junzhu with a whip.

When Song Junzhu closed her eyes and prepared to endure the pain.

There was a slight sound, and the whip fell to the ground.

Then came a warm embrace.

A hug is a tranquilizer without side effects.

Lu Xing held Song Junzhu in his arms and whispered in her ear.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The expected pain did not come. Song Junzhu opened her eyes in surprise and felt the warmth from her back.

The words that were so close to her were like an electric current that ran through her limbs.

Song Junzhu's mind was blank.

Lu Xing quietly observed Song Junzhu's expression and felt relieved.

Guessed right.

This madman definitely didn't want to be beaten!

Just like elementary and junior high school children, they may do something unusual to attract their parents' attention.

There must be something weighing on her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it, so she used this extreme method.

As a

A professional bootlicker, usually carrying candy and paper in his pocket is just icing on the cake.

Who can't be a yes-man?

To appease the emotions of the customer, this is the essence of this profession!

Song Junzhu wants him to beat her, so Lu Xing must unravel her motives.

Otherwise.

This so-called emotional value is a joke!

Song Junzhu must be feeling uneasy, although Lu Xing doesn't know what she is uneasy about, but comfort is enough!

Lu Xing tightened his arms and hugged Song Junzhu tightly in his arms.

People like her are crazy and insecure.

Sometimes, a strong hug is better than thousands of words for emotional soothing.

Sure enough.

"Well..."

Although Song Junzhu was leaning against Lu Xing's arms, her body couldn't help shaking.

Since she became conscious, she has been a genius in everyone's mouth.

First, first, first.

Her whole life is emphasized by these two words.

Compared to certificates and trophies, she wanted a strong hug and a gentle comfort.

Why can she be treated as a mature adult just because she is smart, but she can hug her younger brothers and sisters?

Why did she get what she wanted when she was six years old when she was 27 years old?

Why did she realize who she should really care about only now?

Why?

Why did she have to realize this only after the damage was done?

I came at a time when spring was not here.

Suppressed sobbing sounded in the room.

Song Junzhu was crying.

Lu Xing didn't say anything, but just tried his best to wrap her up and give her some sense of security.

White lightning flashed across the sky, and the heavy rain was hit on the glass window by the wind. Lu Xing stared at the dark night sky with disappointment.

How can money be so easy to make?

20,000 yuan can definitely find a subordinate who is available at any time, but you can't do this job if you only know how to obey.

Just like Lu Xing said before.

It is very likely that the customer doesn't even know what he wants.

Then as a professional bootlicker, you have to find out what the client really wants.

Song Junzhu doesn't need a whip.

What she needs is peace of mind.

Then give her peace of mind.

He should do things for money.

Lu Xing clasped his hands on Song Junzhu's waist, gently patted the back of her hands, and hummed a tune slowly.

"The dark sky is low, and the bright stars follow.

The insects fly, the insects fly..."

Cry.

Tears are not a sign of cowardice, and bravery is a person who can stand up with tears.

Holding the emotionally collapsed Song Junzhu in his arms, Lu Xing's brain was clearer than ever.

He suddenly thought of Wen Lingxiu's abnormality yesterday.

Was the story that Wen Lingxiu told at that time really from a book, or from Lu Xing's autobiography?

He remembered that there was no book on Wen Lingxiu's table at that time.

So...

Wen Lingxiu still investigated him.

Then all the abnormalities of Wen Lingxiu yesterday were... out of pity for him.

Lu Xing smiled.

What about you, Professor Song.

Why are you sad? Did you investigate me too?

Are you also pitying me, or feeling guilty?

Song Junzhu stared absentmindedly at Lu Xing's hand around her waist, and heard Lu Xing's gentle and low tune in her ears.

The warm embrace tightly enveloped her, and her tears rolled down and dripped on the back of Lu Xing's hand.

Counting back twenty-seven years, this was the most reassuring moment for her.

Song Junzhu's swaying eyes were filled with deep reluctance.

I just came at a time when spring did not come.

It doesn't matter.

I just want to force it.

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