beauty hunter

Chapter 37 Exciting Massage

After hearing what Sun Fei said, Wen Yan felt funny and said deliberately: "Then do you want to pat my hand movements?"

"Of course, otherwise where would the sense of reality come from?" Sun Fei came back to her senses and cast an ambiguous look at Wen Yan. She has been there, so of course she understands what it feels like.

"That's best. It's best to record all my "###" techniques so that buyers can learn on their own." Wen Yan knew what words to pick to stimulate Mi Ting.

Sure enough, the beautiful policewoman's face turned even redder, and she pressed her head down desperately.

"Well, it's best to take a panoramic shot and a close-up shot, so that it's more comprehensive." Wen Yan almost broke his belly laughing, but remained serious on the surface, "Also, under the stimulation of my massage, the recipient will have

All reactions should be recorded to avoid users becoming nervous when encountering similar situations.”

Michelle Xue's cheeks turned red instantly.

She knows the feeling better than anyone, because Wen Yan gave her a massage during her interview a few days ago.

"Humph." Mi Ting didn't feel much about this. After all, she had never seen her sister Michelle look like after being pressed.

Sun Fei clapped her hands and said, "Okay, let's get ready. We'll start in half an hour."

…

Half an hour later, in one of the private rooms of Shangzhuxuan, with the camera and everything properly arranged, the half-naked Mi Ting sat upright on the massage chair at Wen Yan's request.

In order to show off her current "flaws", Michelle found her a pair of thin underwear. However, at her own request, she still wore trousers from the waist down, which at first glance looked nondescript.

Wen Yan's eyes scanned her body.

Well, except for the defect of her breasts, this beauty has well-proportioned muscles and no fat on her body, giving her a healthy beauty.

"I'm going to start." Wen Yan raised his hands and deliberately moved his fingers in front of Mi Ting. He looked a little weird.

"Wait!" Mi Ting sneered slightly, then suddenly turned her hand and slapped her police gun on the small table at hand, "That's it."

Sun Fei and Mi Xue, who were watching from the side, looked at each other in confusion. Yan Qingyan couldn't help but said: "Mi Ting, you..."

"There's no point in just putting the gun here." Mi Ting said murderous words nonchalantly, "Of course, I don't rule out the possibility of using a gun to protect myself under certain circumstances."

Several people immediately became nervous.

Although Mi Ting, a beautiful policewoman, is usually a nice person, she will definitely lose her mind if she is angered.

Sun Fei couldn't help but said: "Wen Yan, you..."

"Don't worry, I know it." Wen Yan smiled hoarsely, walked behind Mi Ting, stretched his hands forward from her shoulders to her chest.

Mi Ting was more nervous than the others and almost couldn't help but jump up.

What should I do? What if this pervert violates me?

But... I said such big things yesterday, and there is no way I can go back on my words today.

Wen Yan said softly: "My massage principle is to dredge your chest meridians. Simply put, it is to give it the power to continue growing. During the massage, you should try to relax as much as possible to avoid affecting the effect."

Mi Ting said nervously: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Wen Yan moved his hands and pressed them on her breasts.

Mi Ting screamed, grabbed the gun with her right hand and pointed it back, pressing it against Wen Yan's right waist.

"Don't!" Michelle, Sun Fei and Yan Qingyan next to her screamed at the same time.

Wen Yan was not afraid, and the hand that was about to press firmly on her chest suddenly moved from left to right and landed on her left and right ribs.

Mi Ting was stunned: "You..."

"Who said you must press your chest? You are a person with impure thoughts!" Wen Yan said with a smile, and his thumbs moved first.

Mi Ting let out a soft cry, her right arm went limp, and the gun in her hand fell to the ground.

It's strange, the numbness on the ribs is accompanied by a warm feeling, so comfortable.

The people next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

No one asked Wen Yan before where he wanted to press, but now he realized that he had thought too much, but... this guy knew that it would be misunderstood, but he never took the initiative to say it. Damn it!

Wen Yan's big hands went up from his ribs, his palms pressed against Mi Ting's smooth skin, and he continued to press.

"Because you exercise regularly, your body is in a relatively healthy state, so the results will come faster than the average person. Relax the muscles in your chest and abdomen, just as if you are sleeping."

Wen Yan said while pressing it. He only pressed it a few times, but Mi Ting already felt it.

It wasn't that Mi Ting didn't want to relax, but she involuntarily tightened her body. She couldn't help it, she hadn't let other men touch her since she was sensible, so it would be weird if she wasn't nervous.

Wen Yan felt that she was disobedient, so he changed his mind, suddenly reached forward with his right hand, and pressed moderately on the sea of ​​​​qi in her lower abdomen.

Mi Ting groaned, and in shock, her whole body collapsed softly like a punctured ball.

"What did you do to my sister?" Michelle was shocked.

Wen Yan gently fixed Mi Ting and said, "Help her relax, her muscles are too tight."

Mi Ting realized that she couldn't lift her strength and screamed: "Hey! What on earth did you do to me?"

A faint smile appeared on Wen Yan's lips, his hands returned to his armpits, and he pressed them again.

"ah!"

A charming moan instantly rose into the air, and Michelle, who had tried it, and Sun Fei and Yan Qingyan, who had not tried it, couldn't help but blush when they heard it.

Mi Ting tried her best to suppress her voice, but under Wen Yan's "magic hand", she had no room for resistance. The whole private room was filled with her charming voice for a while, which made people's hearts and souls tremble.

Outside the private room, Liu Dahai and two masseurs passed by and couldn't help but stop in surprise.

Although the partitions in the private room are effective, they still cannot completely block the sound inside.

"Manager, what's going on inside?" One of the younger masseuses couldn't help but ask Liu Daida with his blood boiling after hearing this.

"Hey, Xiao Cui, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right?" The masseur who was nearly thirty years old next to him laughed lewdly, "You'll know when you have a girlfriend."

"Fuck you, can you let your wife scream like that?" Liu Dahai said with contempt.

The masseur, who was nearly thirty years old, rolled his eyes: "It's okay when you're in good condition."

"Stop bragging, guess who this name is?" Liu Dahai showed a lewd smile on his face.

"This... I really can't hear it." The young masseur said seductively, "How slutty!"

"It's no wonder that Xiao Cui couldn't hear it. Mi Ting comes to this place only rarely and doesn't have much communication with everyone." Liu Dahai chuckled.

"What? Is that the beautiful policewoman?" The two masseurs were stunned, "The boss's girl?"

Liu Dahai coughed twice: "Don't say what I said, pretend you didn't hear it, let's go, let's go!"

The moans in the private room lasted for more than ten minutes, from the gentle and passionate at the beginning to the soft and weak at the end, which made everyone blush. Only Wen Yan could hold his own, whether it was his expression or his physiology.

Big changes.

The essence of all qigong is that people can "stay calm". If Michelle was not born with an extremely charming "good voice", it would be impossible to shake his gentle and calm concentration!

During the entire massage process, Wen Yan's hand was just on the flat area above her chest, not close to the real "vital point" at all. Everyone was relieved and secretly disappointed.

After finishing, Wen Yan pressed lightly on Mi Ting's sea of ​​energy again. When the warmth flowed through her fingers, the latter was shocked to realize that she had regained her strength. She immediately jumped off the massage chair without saying a word and gave her a hard backhand punch.

Hit the bridge of his nose hard.

"Ouch!"

Wen Yan covered his nose and retreated. His glasses were smashed in half and fell to the ground.

Mi Ting was stunned.

"Mi Ting, what are you doing, stop!" The first one to shout was not Sun Fei, but Michelle, who had always wanted to put Wen Yan to death.

Sun Fei slowed down for a moment and quickly ran over to help Wen Yan.

Mi Ting clearly felt her fist hit the bridge of the other person's nose, and stammered: "I...I didn't...expect that he wouldn't...don't hide..." The original anger disappeared in an instant.

Wen Yan let go of his hand and saw blood overflowing from under his nose, and the tip of his nose was red and swollen. A discerning person would know at a glance that the injury was serious.

"I'll get the first aid kit!" Yan Qingyan made a quick decision.

"No, I'm in good health and will stop in a while." Wen Yan said with a wry smile.

Damn, this is so cruel!

Sun Fei turned around and said dissatisfied: "Mi Ting, you are too cruel. Wen Yan is kind enough to help your sister, but you still treat him like this?"

"I..." Mi Ting couldn't answer. She was kind-hearted by nature. She didn't know that Wen Yan deliberately let her be hit, nor did she know that Wen Yan was very skilled. She was confused and blamed herself secretly.

I am a policeman, how could I be so cruel to an ordinary person like him?

Seeing her guilty look, Wen Yan felt happy.

The pain was nothing to him, but the effect was another matter.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Liu Dahai's voice came from outside: "Boss, someone is looking for Wen Yan."

"Who? Didn't you see we were busy?" Michelle said angrily. For some reason, when she saw Wen Yan was injured, she, who should have been the happiest, not only did not feel happy, but became extremely irritable.

"Yes...it's Director Lu..." Liu Dahai was startled outside and stuttered in his answer.

"It's me, it came suddenly, I'm sorry, hehe." Another voice followed.

Wen Yan recognized that it was indeed Lu Tianchuan's voice and asked in surprise: "Is there something wrong with Director Lu coming so early?"

"Yes, an old friend of mine is seriously ill and I would like to ask your help. Are you available?"

Several people in the room looked at each other, and Sun Fei whispered: "Lu Tianchuan's friend is definitely not an ordinary person. He should go."

Wen Yan glanced at her, feeling slightly warm in his heart.

This beautiful woman is really nice to him now, so she gave this kind of reminder not only to say that she should not offend a powerful person like Lu Tianchuan, but also to imply that being able to get in touch with such a person would be beneficial to him in the future.

"Okay, today's shooting can be over." Michelle nodded reluctantly, feeling a little unhappy. Wen Yan had just been injured, wouldn't Lu Tianchuan's invitation affect his recovery?"

Michelle's attitude towards Wen Yan is changing, but she hasn't realized it yet.

Mi Ting next to her couldn't help but said: "But...but Wen Yan was injured..."

Wen Yan did not forget to act to the end, with a strong look on his face: "It's okay, I can still hold on, the director's matters are important."

Yan Qingyan picked up the glasses from the ground: "It's broken, let's change it."

"I'll buy it!" Mi Ting finally found a way to vent her guilt, turned around and walked towards the door.

Squeak!

Before a few people could stop her, she had already opened the private room door.

Outside the door, Lu Tianchuan, who was dressed in a police uniform, was startled, and then his eyes lit up: "Mi Ting, why... why are you dressed like this during working hours?

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