"A massage will make you feel better faster, is that true?" Mako asked, blinking her big watery eyes, looking innocent.
Seeing that the pretty girl was trying to take the bait, Ximen Lang was very excited. No wonder people say that women have big breasts and no brains. It’s true, it’s so easy to be fooled. “Of course it’s true, the doctor said, it’s best if someone helps me.”
Massage and physical therapy..." He stared at the other person intently, thinking to himself, Mako, just do it, use your weak and boneless hands to give the teacher some physical therapy, and let me enjoy it to the fullest.
Mako said: "In that case, fine, I'll find someone to come over and give you a massage."
Ximen Lang was greatly disappointed. I want you to help me press the button, so why don’t you find someone else to press it for me? What’s the point? In an instant, he completely withered and said listlessly: “No need, as for when to recover, just let nature take its course.
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"Then what's going on? You'd better get well soon, and you'll have to help me in the future. Let's do this. There are maids in the palace, and I'll call two of them to come over and help you."
The palace maid pressed it for me. This idea sounds good. The women in the palace must not be ugly. Two people came over and used their little hands... Ximen Lang became interested again and said hurriedly: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."
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"It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of words." Mako took out his mobile phone and made a call. After explaining, he hung up the phone and said with a smile, "Just wait, the palace maid will be here soon."
Ximenlang was full of expectations and didn't know what the palace maid would look like. Logically speaking, she came from the Emperor's Palace and should have been carefully selected to avoid being too ugly.
"Thank you so much. Mako is kind to the teacher."
Mako smiled, "Of course, as a student, I want to love my teacher..."
The two chatted one by one and came up with many ideas, planning to implement them on each other after finding the perpetrator, Ximen Lang.
Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Mako said: "Come in."
The door opened, and two Japanese women in kimonos swayed in. Ximen Lang looked over with excited eyes, dumbfounded, and secretly exclaimed, "Oh my god, how come you are so stupid?"
I saw that both women were in their forties, with round faces and fleshy faces, just like big loaves of bread. As for their figures, they can only be described with the word "fat". According to visual inspection, their weight
They weighed over two hundred and fifty kilograms, and it was as if two big winter melons were stuffed into his upper body, which made his clothes bulge and sway around when he walked around.
"Your Highness, Your Highness." The two women greeted Mako at the same time, bending down with great effort. As for their voices, they were as rough as men.
Mako nodded and said with a smile: "The reason why I called you two cooks here is that I have a special task for you..."
"Your Highness, please give me your orders." The two fat women replied in unison, looking at the man next to the prince involuntarily. Their first impression was that this man was quite big and very strong.
Zhenzi stood up, hid aside, and said: "It's very simple, Mr. Zhang Lang's key parts are injured and he needs massage and physical therapy. You can give it to him."
The two women felt very surprised at the same time. They didn't expect that there would be such a charming task for them to perform. It was exciting to think about it. After all, although the man opposite was ugly, he had a great figure, which made him look extremely stupid.
They were very excited.
The two of them hurriedly agreed, "I will obey His Highness's instructions."
"Your Highness, don't worry, the two of us will definitely give Zhang Jun a good massage..."
Seeing the two mountains of meat rushing toward him, Ximen Lang felt so sick that he wanted to vomit, and said hurriedly: "No, I don't need a massage... Mako, don't let them come here..."
Mako smiled happily, "Teacher, please don't refuse anymore. I guess you will recover soon after they give you physical therapy."
"That's right, Your Highness has already given the explanation. Why are you trying to shirk it? Let's get started quickly." One of the women held Ximen Lang's shoulders with both hands and deliberately rubbed the big winter melon on the other person's face.
The other woman knelt on the ground and reached out to unbuckle the waistband of the other woman's pants. Her two fleshy hands were like skinned bear paws.
Zhenzi smiled and said: "Teacher, I'm going back first. You can rest assured for treatment. In fact, there is a reason why I chose them to give you physical therapy. I just don't want you to have a physiological reaction under the massage. After all, your injury has not healed yet."
, in that case, it will be of no benefit to you."
Ximenlang suddenly realized that it turned out that Zhenzi had other deep intentions in bringing these two fat girls here, just because he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the flag. In the final analysis, it was indeed for his own good, but if they succeeded, he would really not have to live anymore!
During the two women's attacks, he shook his head to avoid the big winter melon on top, while holding on to his waistband, and anxiously shouted: "Zhenzi, no way, don't leave yet, take them away together."
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Seeing the other party's embarrassment, Mako chuckled, "Teacher, stop pretending. I know that you actually like them in your heart. Okay, you can go to physical therapy. I'll get out of the way first..." After that,
She walked away without forgetting to close the door.
Those two fat women are the cooks in the Emperor's Palace. They are responsible for killing chickens and cutting meat. They stay in the palace for a long time. Normally, they can only go home and have sex with their husbands in half a year. They have long been suffocated until their eyes turn blue. Now
Meeting such a strong man and having the opportunity to rub him made the two of her ecstatic, wondering how they could let each other go.
Seeing that the man was struggling, the fat woman above smiled and said: "Zhang Jun, His Highness has left. There is no one else in the room. There are only three of us. Stop pretending." She moved forward.
He leaned over and used his trump card, completely covering Ximen Lang's face with two big winter melons, and kept shaking them.
In an instant, Ximen Lang felt that his face was buried in a pile of soft and warm cotton. He felt that the fat woman below was trying desperately to break his fingers. The defense line was about to be lost. He could no longer bear it and stood up suddenly.
The huge collision force caught the two fat women off guard. They screamed and retreated, knocking over the coffee table and sofa. It was like two mountains of meat collapsed and fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of this moment, Ximen Lang quickly left the room and fled. After leaving the hotel, Ximen Lang got into his Honda car. He was terrified. Damn it, these two fat bitches seemed to want to eat people...
He shook his head with a wry smile. Recalling what happened just now, he felt that it was a true portrayal of a sentence called "Stealing chickens and losing rice..."