Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

"But you look good. Just call me sister Hong later. If there are good guests in the future, I will think of you."

The woman who claimed to be sister Hong was waiting outside. Seeing that song yannuan was really extraordinary, she couldn't help boasting.

Song yannuan smiled and gave himself a title at will: "Hello, sister Hong, my name is Xiao Nuan." After the introduction, he stretched out his hand and pulled his collar. "This dress is a little strange. Did you take the wrong size?"

"I didn't take it wrong. You wear it just right, but your body is so good that all the places you should support are up, so you're not used to it. Come here and I'll help you put your hair on." Sister Hong's attitude is a little kinder.

Listening to each other's words, song yannuan was worried. This is a formal leisure club. Shouldn't there be those dirty things he thought?

Seeing song yannuan's uneasiness, the woman knew that her sentence had misunderstood her and explained, "don't worry, this is a formal leisure club, which can ensure your safety. We just press the massage for the guests."

Speaking of this, song yannuan was relieved and followed the woman into a hot spring room.

"Mr. Peter, Mr. Han, I've kept you waiting. This is Xiao Nuan, a new employee in the club. She doesn't know the process very well, so she wasted a little time."

Song yannuan just stepped into half a foot and felt that he was locked by a look. In addition, the sentence from sister Hong, President Han

Han Yichen!?

Song yannuan was completely stunned. Can't it be such a coincidence?!

Well, let it be.

Song Yan came in with a stiff head. As long as he didn't look up and estimate his explicit dress, Han Yichen may not recognize himself. At that time, he would be fine if he pretended that it was inconvenient to leave with a stomachache.

While song yannuan kept looking at the ground playing Xiaojiu, he gradually felt uncomfortable, because a strong eye tightly locked himself, and the air fell into a dead silence. Therefore, song yannuan felt that his eyes were too strong. He had to stiff his neck and look up at each other in the past - Tiansha, it's really Han Yichen.

As soon as Han Yichen came in from Song yannuan, he immediately recognized her, even if the other party was about to bury his head in the ground!

But he didn't expect to meet her here. What trick did she play this time? Who's wearing this to seduce? Did you check his whereabouts in order to seduce him?

But whatever song yannuan's purpose, Han Yichen's eyes are now locked on her "special" clothes, and her beautiful figure is set off at a glance.

Han Yichen glanced at his partner Peter with Yu Guang, and found that the other party's eyes were smiling. He had been staring at Song yannuan's direction all the time, and did not hide the amazement in his eyes. He immediately raised an unknown anger in his heart.

"Oh, the new employee, Xiao Nuan? Let her massage me!" Han Yichen picked up his finger, pointed to song yannuan and called the roll.

Peter naturally knows the relationship between song yannuan and Han Yichen. We can see that at the moment of song yannuan, as an open foreign country, Peter is really moved. Therefore, some people don't want to let people out, so they pretend they don't know song yannuan and open their mouth to make trouble.

"Mr. Han, it's not the first time you've come here. You should like an experienced technician, sister Hong, to press for you. The new employee still gives it to me and let me enjoy the characteristics of acupoint massage in your country. It's all for the new employee to practice his hands."

Han Yichen looked at Song yannuan's non fluctuating face and smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "but I like the new employee. It's her."

At this time, song yannuan had returned to his taste. Looking at Han Yichen staring at himself, he felt a little bad.

"Do you both dislike my craft and rush for new people to press?" One side of the red sister saw that song yannuan, who was both fighting, opened her mouth in time.

Han Yichen is an old customer of red sister. Every time she comes to the club to relax, she always asks her by name. Although red sister also wants to have something with Han Yichen, even if she doesn't rush to the seat of the president's wife, it's beautiful to at least get the benefit of having no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. However, Han Yichen only massages and relaxes her body and mind every time she comes here. Alas

Even if Peter is stupid, he can feel the smell of Han Yichen's killing, so it's indisputable: "since Mr. Han likes it, I'm not blessed. I can only let this slightly skilled lady serve me." Then he got up and walked to the other room.

Red sister is not a fool. Naturally, she can read Han Yichen's strong interest in the people who claim to be small and warm around her. She naturally left with Peter, "Mr. Han, you are busy."

Han Yichen said no more nonsense. He untied the bath towel, and the big thorn lay on the massage pad. The endless strong back was displayed in front of song yannuan. "Why are you still waiting for me to teach you how to massage the guests?" Feeling that song yannuan was motionless, Han Yichen's dissatisfied voice hummed coldly, urging her to come and serve quickly.

Song Yan's scalp was numb. Did she not expect to meet Han Yichen or appear in front of him in this massage Xiao dress? Would he laugh at his lack of money, regardless of his career, or think she had another purpose?

"Why, do you really want me to teach you how to please a man?" Han Yichen made a sarcastic remark. He was a little annoyed that song yannuan appeared here for no reason. No matter what purpose she was for, she had annoyed him very much just by her current dress.

If Peter hadn't been Hongyuan's current big partner and a noble in a foreign country, Han Yichen would have dug out the other party's eyes stuck to song Yan's warm body!

Song yannuan, who was still struggling, calmed down when he heard the other party's sarcastic remark - because Han Yichen was still the one who always had a vicious mouth but hit her inner defense line.

Isn't it just to please men? Will she forget how to please Han Yichen?

Song yannuan stepped onto each other's strong waist, learned the movements in his memory, took out the essential oil and poured it on his hand. After rubbing it hot, he put it on Han Yichen's shoulder. He smiled and didn't smile. "President Han, how about this strength?"

Han Yichen just liked the way the other party was angry. He slightly left the corners of his mouth, "not so much. People are a lot heavier!"

Song Yan warmed his teeth and couldn't help but add gravity: "that's not that Mr. Han is well fed ~ he takes good care of a mistress's food!"

Han Yichen was rubbed by song yannuan's strength. He couldn't smell the nasal sound and snorted again. He immediately tightened his muscles uncontrollably, and then where song yannuan's hand went, that's it