Village Doctor's Magic Hands

"Sister Xiangxiang, I just came down in a hurry. There are two rooms upstairs that haven't been cleaned, or..."

"Don't talk nonsense to me. These two gentlemen have paid the money. The customer is God. If you don't want to do it, get out as soon as possible and I'll find someone else!"

"But I..."

"I advise you to think about your mother. As far as I know, she seems to be lying in the corridor of the hospital, half dead, waiting for you to pay the hospitalization and medical expenses!"

“……”

Obviously, little Impatiens hasn't made enough ideological preparations to make money by selling her body, so she is tangled in her heart.

It's just.

Sister Xiangxiang's words were sharp and aggressive. She didn't give little Impatiens a chance to refuse. Moreover, sister Xiangxiang held the handle of little Impatiens in her hand and said a few words, which stabbed little Impatiens' death like a silver needle.

Thinking of her mother lying in the hospital, the little Impatiens' clear eyes were immediately covered with a thin layer of water mist. Tears accumulated in the corners of her eyes, and she was about to flow out like a flood burst.

"Sister Xiangxiang, I'll go!"

A moment later, the little Impatiens reached out and wiped the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, as if she had made great determination, and said in a very firm tone.

With that, she turned her head to look at Zhao Sanjin and motioned, "Sir, please come with me."

Zhao Sanjin is speechless!

Shit, it's just whoring. Why does it look like rape? Looking at the thin body of the little Impatiens and her lonely back, Zhao Sankin turned his eyes and asked sister Xiangxiang, "she looks very small. Is she an adult? You shouldn't recruit child labor?"

"Please don't worry, sir. She just had her 18th birthday last month. I have a copy of her ID card here." sister Xiangxiang smiled and turned out the copy of the ID card of little Impatiens and handed it to Zhao Sanjin.

The copy of the ID card shows that the real name of the little Impatiens is Ye Zishan. As sister Xiang Xiang said, she has just turned 18 and is a rural girl.

Somehow, Zhao Sanjin suddenly remembered Xiaoman.

Ye Zishan and Xiaoman have a lot in common. They are both as beautiful as flowers. They should have received a good education in school, but they are forced by life and have to make money. Moreover, compared with Xiaoman, ye Zishan chooses a more direct way to make money. Xiaoman only works in a bar and works as a bartender. Although they are very likely to be flirted by those smelly men, But she never thought of using her body as a chip to make money.

contrary.

Ye Zishan came to the massage shop to work. It was obvious that she wanted to exchange her body for money.

Seeing Zhao Sanjin frowning, she was thoughtful. Sister Xiangxiang was afraid that the cooked duck Zifei would fly and was worried that he would repent, so she coughed and said with a smile: "since you have a hobby in this field, you must know that it's hard to find the place now."

"Just her."

Zhao Sanjin recovered and returned the copy of his ID card to sister Xiangxiang.

In fact, the size of the two big bowls in front of Ye Zishan's chest is really a little small. Zhao Sanjin didn't intend to choose her. He even said that Zhao Sanjin had no choice but to come with the Panther. He just wanted to have a massage. He didn't want to find a woman to solve that need in the daytime.

It was sister Xiangxiang's almost acerbic words that touched Zhao Sanjin and made him change his mind temporarily.

It can be seen that ye Zishan is a good girl. In order to earn money to treat her mother, she doesn't hesitate to sell herself for the first time. If Zhao Sanjin doesn't choose her, I'm afraid she can't escape the clutches of those smelly men. Instead of that, this "smelly man" might as well let Zhao Sanjin do it!

Buddha once said: I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

Zhao Sanjin now feels that Buddha is Buddha. He's right!

Following Ye Zishan to the second floor, the Panther stared at Ye Zishan's ass and glanced at it. She couldn't help shaking her head and said contemptuously: "Captain, I know your taste is special, but I really didn't expect that it has been so special that it has been so inhuman since I haven't seen you for two years!"

Zhao Sanjin stared at him and said contemptuously, "you know a fart!"

The Panther said, "you should fart and let people go. Don't destroy their little girl."

"Why don't we fight and let me destroy you?"

"Forget it, I wish you 'sex' happiness!"

Ye Zishan led the way. When she got to the second floor, she turned and entered Room 201. At the door of Room 202 next to her, there was a woman in revealing clothes.

Compared with Ye Zishan, the woman in front of her has more sexual feelings. The two big bowls in front of her chest are big and big. They have to show half of them, and their hips are tilted. They have to pout deliberately. The grid like silk stockings wrapped her slender big legs, leaned diagonally against the door frame, and his mother deliberately stretched out her tongue and licked her red lips, People can't help their blood Ben Zhang at a glance.

Obviously, she is the No. 15 "masseur" ordered by the Panther just now!

"Niang xipi! Look at this I picked, and then look at your... Ha ha, if you don't have a good time later, I don't mind the captain coming to my room. Our brothers work together to kill the wave hoof!" the Panther's eyes lit up, stared at the big bowl and upturned ass in front of the woman's chest, and her saliva was about to flow out, When I was in the car just now, the master's demeanor and murderous spirit disappeared in an instant. Instead, it was a kind of crazy wild and impatient burst of animal gas.

As soon as the voice fell, the Panther rubbed her hands, rushed up with a lunge, picked up masseur 15 and entered Room 202.

Then.

The screams and laughter of masseur 15 came out of Room 202. It was very loud. It was estimated that you could hear it downstairs.

"What an animal!"

Seeing this, Zhao Sanjin suddenly saw three black lines on his forehead, shook his head with a bitter smile, and then turned and walked into Room 201.

The layout of the room is very simple. A massage bed is placed in the middle, and a water dispenser is standing at the foot of the wall. Next to the water dispenser is a small cabinet half a meter high. It is used for shoes. It is divided into upper and lower floors, with a pair of slippers each, one of which is women and the other is men.

In the most conspicuous position on the small cabinet, there are two water cups and a box of colorful little things!

Avoidance pregnancy medicine

fuck! This is forcing others to make mistakes!

When Zhao Sankin, ye Zishan had sat down on the massage bed. She hung her head down, and the beautiful hair in front of her forehead blocked her face. She couldn't see her expression. However, her hands were tightly held together and rubbed - pinched. Her palms were sweating and her body trembled slightly. It was obvious that she was nervous.

On the wall at the head of the bed is a diagram of acupoints of the human body. On the left is a man and on the right is a woman. All of them are not hanging, and they pose face to face in a very ambiguous posture.

There is no doubt that this picture is used to learn massage, but if you put it in such a place, a fool will think of learning.

Zhao Sanjin is no stranger to this acupoint map, because he also has one hanging at home. He saw it from childhood. He has long been familiar with those dense acupoints.

Panther and masseuse No. 15 made more and more noise in the next room. It seemed that they had quickly entered the topic. Zhao Sankin coughed and broke the embarrassing impasse first. Standing at the door, he smiled and said, "you still have time to regret."

"Ah?"

Ye Zishan was stunned, then raised her head and looked at Zhao Sanjin in amazement.

Zhao Sanjin is neither the sage of Confucius nor Liu Xiahui, nor the Savior. He came to the massage shop and spent money. Naturally, he is looking for fun. It is impossible to give up his power because ye Zishan has difficulties.

alike.

Zhao Sanjin has his own bottom line and principles. If ye Zishan changes her mind temporarily and doesn't want to sell, he will never force it. Still, it's just whoring. What's the meaning of having to be strong and sharp?

"Before I close the door, you still have a chance to regret." Zhao Sanjin smiled faintly and reminded.

Looking at Zhao Sanjin, ye Zishan's pretty face turned red and became more nervous. After thinking for a moment, she lowered her head and whispered, "I... I don't regret..."

"All right."

Zhao Sankin shook his head with a sigh and closed the door of the room.

People, men and women, should be responsible for their choices. If they do something wrong, they have to bear the corresponding price. Xiaoman doesn't want to sell his body, so Zhao Sanjin saved her and helped her, but ye Zishan is different. Since she is determined to trade her body, Zhao Sanjin can't help it.

What Zhao Sanjin can do is to win her heart and spend money to buy her body!

A few steps to the massage bed, Zhao Sanjin sat down next to Ye Zishan and began to take off - clothes without saying a word. Seeing this, ye Zishan clicked at the bottom of her heart, subconsciously moved her ass to the side and opened the distance with Zhao Sanjin.

Zhao Sanjin's action was very sharp. He took off his clothes in two or three times, threw them at the head of the bed, turned his head and looked at Ye Zishan around him, smiled and said, "don't you want to sell? Come on."

"I..."

Ye Zishan obviously hesitated, especially after seeing those muscles next to each other on Zhao Sanjin's body, she was red to the root of her ears, her small heart jumped to her throat in an instant, her mind was in a mess, and thought, "are you going to start..."

To Ye Zishan's surprise, Zhao Sanjin didn't rush at her like a hungry tiger after taking off her clothes as she imagined.

contrary.

Zhao Sankin's body tilted and fell directly on the massage bed, leaving only Ye Zishan with a bronze back.

"Come on, first press it for me and preheat it." only listen to Zhao Sanjin.

At this time, the black leopard and masseuse No. 15 had made a lot of noise in the next room. Although they were separated by the wall and door, the strange cry of masseuse No. 15 seemed to have a kind of magic. It was stunned to penetrate the barrier between the wall and door and spread to Ye Zishan's ears.