I’m Not a Scumbag

Just now He Naibin was crushed by the "weak woman" No. 45, and his urine was about to come out.

She is pretending to be weak at the moment, who are you lying to!

"Go! Go! Go!"

He Naibin rolled her eyes at her and urged her to hurry over.

Technician No. 45 twisted his lips, but his movements were not slow, and he quickly switched places with Technician No. 63.

She rubbed her fists and pressed **** Lin Fang's kidney reflex zone.

"Light one... Huh?"

Lin Fang was frightened by Technician No. 45's actions, and he was already prepared for the pain, but he didn't expect that it would only be a gentle breeze and drizzle.

The technique of No. 45 seems to be lighter and softer.

It actually doesn't hurt!

Lin Fang simply lay down more comfortably, enjoying the foot massage to the fullest.

On the other hand, He Naibin, who originally thought that the technician No. 63 was too light, helped himself to press it and felt better.

He was pressed like a crucian carp fished out of the water, flapping non-stop.

"It hurts! Take it easy! Take it easy! I can't breathe! I'm going to die! I'm going to die..."

Is it so painful?

Technician No. 63 looked puzzled, looked at He Naibin, and then at Lin Fang, puzzled.

"Why do you press it so hard?"

anger!

I just couldn't help pressing it!

I'm a weak man, okay?

He Naibin rolled his eyes at Technician No. 63 and didn't want to speak at all.

Looking at Lin Fang, and then at himself, He Naibin always felt that something was wrong.

He pondered, when he has time, he must ask Lin Fang for advice and see if he has any secret recipes, secrets or something.

They are both men, it is impossible for the difference to be so big!

After an hour, the two technicians stood up.

"Okay, gentlemen. If you think we pressed it well, please remember our number plate."

"go Go."

He Naibin waved his hand, as if sending a plague to the gods, and told the two women to leave quickly.

Each one looks small, about five feet in length, but each one is stronger than the other, and it can crush people to death!

It is said that they have already done the foot massage, and they should go to the SPA next.

But He Naibin stopped Lin Fang, leaned over to him and said, "Brother Fang, help me! Please! As long as you help me get my sister, I will promise you any conditions you ask!"

When the car was parked, Meng Zuer's phone call was like a reminder, completely dispelling He Naibin's last illusion that he could not let it go.

It's impossible to drag it over!

Originally asking Lin Fang for help was only for insurance purposes.

Now, all hope of life falls on Lin Fang.

Even if it was an alliance under the city, a humiliating treaty, He Naibin planned to agree to it.

"Any conditions?"

"Any conditions will do!"

Then you take me to be a fairy!

This sentence almost blurted out, but fortunately, Lin Fang was not overwhelmed by the temptation. He remembered that he had an ex-girlfriend who was a police officer.

Bad luck!

Thinking of the police ex-girlfriend, Lin Xin's excitement was immediately extinguished by a basin of cold water.

What an immortal, scumbag!

Lin Fang glanced at He Naibin with contempt, and said, "I will let you abstain from **** for a month, can you agree?"

"No... Brother Fang, do you need to be so ruthless?"

What enmity, what injustice?

We are in the same bedroom, sleeping opposite brothers!

He Naibin glanced at Lin Fang with resentful eyes, and said, "Brother Fang, I am an animal protectionist. Every little bird longs for a warm nest. I want to help it and send the bird home. A Is it too long for a month? Is a week okay?"

"Two months."

With whom?

I just can't get used to you going to be immortals, and you want to negotiate terms with me!

"Don't! Don't! One month is just one month!"

He Naibin grimaced, and agreed.

The corners of Lin Fang's mouth twitched slightly, and he nodded, "Remember, it starts today."

"Ah? Today! No..."

"That's fine."

"Don't! Don't! Don't forget it! Today, it starts today!"

He Naibin thought that he had promised Luo Zhanglang to become an immortal, and he mentioned it several times.

Now that the ticket is bounced, with Luo Zhanglang's character, I'm afraid it will be the next month...

Headache!

I want to cry!

Do you want to take Luo Zhanglang secretly and not tell Lin Fang...

"Remember your promise, if you break it, I will void it."

As if seeing through He Naibin's careful thoughts, Lin Fang tapped him intentionally or unintentionally.

Immediately, He Naibin, who still wanted to be an immortal, became a pure person, a noble person, a person who was out of vulgar taste.

"What did you say, Brother Fang! Am I that kind of person?"

He Naibin patted his chest and said, "I, He Naibin, keep my promises, spit on a nail, and never break my promise!"

"hope so."

Lin Fang glanced at He Naibin with a half-smile, but did not mention that He Naibin had promised to take Luo Zhanglang to become a god.

Both ends of the scale, I see how you break your promise!

After He Naibin finished his rhetoric, his face turned bitter.

After solving one problem, another problem was put on the table.

At most, it is the difference between a big problem and a small problem.

I, He Naibin, why is it so difficult?

Tired!

I want to cry!

After successfully asking Lin Fang, He Naibin will no longer stay in the small private room for foot massage~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He led Lin Fang, together with Li Jianfeng and Luo Zhanglang, who had just walked out of the room, their faces full of pain. Get up to the big private room for SPA.

Along the way, seeing Li Jianfeng and Luo Zhanglang lightly and awkwardly, He Naibin felt more comfortable.

It seems that I am not the only one with kidney deficiency!

Let me just say, everyone is a man, how could there be so much difference...

He Naibin's happiness was only experienced by Li Jianfeng and Luo Zhanglang for a while.

As soon as his eyes fell on Lin Fang, he immediately became unhappy.

Lin Fang has been pressing for a longer time than him, and he has endured more force than him. Now, he doesn't say anything, but his face is radiant, as if he has activated some kind of hormone in his body, which makes people jealous.

Forget it, he's not a man!

The one with no waist!

So it doesn't hurt to press it!

Thinking of this, He Naibin felt much more comfortable.

The spa is in a large private room, four people lying in a row.

During the foot massage, it was too embarrassing. He Naibin made up his mind not to say anything this time.

The moisturizing massage oil was drenched on the back, and the warm little hands pressed on it, it was easy to make people feel fond of thoughts, but He Naibin was very adaptable.

He Naibin was fine himself, but found that Luo Zhanglang, who was beside him, was barely keeping his composure.

He couldn't help looking at Luo Zhanglang, and then at Li Jianfeng, who was blushing and couldn't keep adjusting his posture, and said in surprise: "Okay, Xiaoqiang, I can't see that you are so calmer than Jianfeng! Old driver Bar?"

"Not worth mentioning!"

Luo Zhanglang raised his eyebrows and looked back at the technician who was pushing his back. This uniform...