Ximen Lang opened his closed eyes, and what he saw was a charming and dynamic expanse of white, which made people's hearts beat. He smiled and said, "No, just help me with the salt bath."
The girl's rosy face showed a little bit of disappointment, but she quickly recovered as before and said softly: "Then come out, go to the massage bed, and I will help you."
"OK."
The naked Ximen Lang came out of the barrel, walked to the massage table to the north, and lay on it with his face up, without the slightest trace of embarrassment on his face. In his opinion, he spent money, and the other party provided high-quality services and he enjoyed them to the fullest.
It's only natural.
The girl took out a bag of bath salts from the cabinet, tore it open, poured some into the palm of her hand, and gently applied it on his body...
The whole process was naturally very charming. Ximen Lang seemed to enjoy it, but that was all. He had never thought that having sex with a woman in an entertainment venue was his moral bottom line.
After enjoying the VIP service, Ximen Lang put on his bathrobe and went to the rest hall on the third floor. He found a bed and lay down to rest. He looked around and found no trace of Wang Zhijun. He was secretly happy that this guy would not be there.
It's going to be a big job inside. Just pull it over
The LCD TV on each bed was adjusted to a channel at random. Ximenlang looked bored. After waiting for a while, Wang Zhijun still didn't come up. He turned off the TV and pushed it aside, and thought in a vulgar way, could Zhijun be so like this?
Awesome, it takes so long!
Glancing at the big screen in front of him, he saw scrolling subtitles that read, "This leisure club specially hires professional doctors to provide professional Qigong massages for guests to maintain their health..." Ximen Lang showed a disdainful smile on his lips. The massages in this place were just beautiful girls.
Just pinch it, how can there be professional Qigong massage? It’s just nonsense, damn, bragging!
Without looking down on him, he snapped his fingers, and immediately a young waiter came over, bowed and asked, "What are your orders, sir?"
"Do you have a professional Qigong massage program?"
"Yes, sir, do you need this service?"
"Well, I'm going to do this." Ximen Lang thought to himself, let me see you as a Qigong massage person. If you don't know shit, I will expose you on the spot. Damn, I despise people who lie the most!
"Sir, please come with me."
Ximen Lang followed the young and good-looking waiter out of the lounge. His eyes were fixed on her rhythmically twisting round breasts, and he cursed in his heart. It was not a good place to work. Why did he come here? If he couldn't bear to be seduced.
Didn't he go to sea again?
There is a special Qigong massage room in the club. The waiter led him there and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. The Qigong master will be here soon."
Ximen Lang nodded, took off his bathrobe and top, and lay down on the massage bed with his eyes closed to relax. After a while, he heard the sound of the door, and he turned around curiously, wanting to see the true face of this qigong master.
A girl came in, a very beautiful girl, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with long black and beautiful hair casually tied with a ribbon, crescent-like willow eyebrows, and a pair of beautiful eyes that looked bright and charming.
She has a beautiful nose, slightly haloed jade cheeks, rosy lips, a flower-like smile that is full of charm, her skin is as white as freshly peeled water chestnuts, and her exquisite body is wrapped in a pink uniform, with a hint of enchantment.
Ximen Lang was stunned for a moment. There was no doubt that this was the most charming girl he had ever seen. She was simply a natural beauty, a beauty of a generation, and her every frown and every smile was filled with charming charm that made people's hearts beat.
Damn it, is this a human or a goblin? It's from "Journey to the West", right?
"Hello sir!"
The girl spoke, her voice soft, waxy, sweet, and cooing. It was even more exaggerated than Lin Chiling's voice, but it made people feel that there was nothing wrong at all. It was natural that a charming girl like her should
It makes such a unique sound, as if a soft little feather is teasing the man's heart.
"Oh...hello."
Ximen Lang recovered from his gaffe, and secretly cursed himself for his worthlessness. He had never seen any kind of beauty, so how could he be so fascinated by this little girl? It was so abnormal! However, he had to admit in his heart,
Although this girl is not the most beautiful, her charm that penetrates into her bones is what attracts me the most!
The girl smiled sweetly, exuding her charming charm to the extreme, and Ximen Lang was stunned again. God, is this too fatal?
Moving lightly, the girl walked up to him and asked softly: "Sir, can we start?"
Only then did Ximen Lang feel that his soul was floating back from the sky. His eyes glanced at her breastplate and asked, "Your name is Wen Ziling?"
"Yes."
"Do you really know how to do Qigong?" Ximen Lang asked with some confusion.
"What, do you doubt it?" Wen Ziling asked softly.
"But you are so young, how could this be possible?"
Wen Ziling smiled softly again, "Stop talking, close your eyes and experience it carefully. If you have any questions, wait until I finish it for you."
The voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, and it was irresistible. Ximen Lang closed his eyes obediently, "Well, that's okay."
Wen Ziling put her two delicate white jade hands together, closed her bright eyes, opened them after a moment, covered her hands on the other person's forehead, and applied heavy pressure. A stream of warm air overflowed from her palms and rushed into the west door.
He could clearly feel the waves' muscles and veins. He couldn't help but admire in his heart, this girl was really not bragging, she had a lot of trouble.
However, the moment Wen Ziling moved her delicate hands, she suddenly felt a weak breath rebounding from Ximen Lang's body, blocking the air flow into the other party's body. She couldn't help being a little surprised and said "Huh".
Ximen Lang opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
The look of surprise on Wen Ziling's face flashed away, and then she returned to her natural state and said softly: "It turns out that sir has also practiced qigong, and this little girl has learned a lot."
Ximen Lang said puzzledly: "I don't have one."
A trace of suspicion flashed across Wen Ziling's charming face, and she suddenly thought of another reason, thinking that the other party did not want her to mention this matter. She quickly said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to point out that you, sir, are of the same kind, just a little girl.
The technique is superficial, if there is anything I don't do well, please forgive me."
When Ximen Lang saw that the other party subtly said that he knew Qigong, he was very confused when did I get involved in this thing. Thinking about it carefully, he had never been exposed to assassination fighting except for practicing assassination and combat when he was a special forces soldier in the Death Rye Expendables.
Qigong...could it be...
He suddenly remembered the Hunyuan Gong taught to him by his father Zhang Xiaofeng. At the beginning, he practiced it with great interest for half a year and got a first glimpse of the method, but later he only focused on drinking and picking up girls and put this skill aside.
, could it be that this is what the other party said?