I’m really not a scumbag

Just now, He Naibin was so painful to be pressed by the "weak woman" on the 45th, urine was about to come out.

I can't help but pretend to be weak at the moment, who are you lying to!

"Go! Go!"

He Naibin gave her a white look and urged her to pass quickly.

Technician No. 45 was squeezing his mouth, but his movements were not slow, and he quickly exchanged positions with Technician No. 63.

She geared her hands and pressed hard against Lin Fang's kidney reflex area.

"Qingyi...Huh?"

Lin Fang was frightened by the movements of Technician No. 45, and he was ready to be very painful, but he didn't expect that only a gentle drizzle would be ushered in.

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

It doesn't hurt!

Lin Fang simply lay down a little more comfortable, enjoying the fun of foot massage.

On the other hand, He Naibin, who originally thought that No. 63 technician's technique was too light, helped him press it. He Naibin, who felt better, suffered.

He was pressed like a crucian carp fished out of the water, and thumped.

"It hurts! Tap it! Tap it! I'm out of breath! To die! To die..."

Is it so painful?

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

"Why can't you press so much?"

pissed off!

I just can’t help but press!

I'm a weak man, okay?

He Naibin gave Technician No. 63 a glance and didn't want to speak at all.

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

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

They are all men, it is impossible for such a big gap!

After an hour, the two technicians stood up.

"Well, two gentlemen. If you think we pressed well, please remember our number plate."

"go Go."

He Naibin waved his hand, sending the two women away like a plague.

One by one looks small, one meter and five meters away, but the hand strength is bigger than one, it can pinch people to death!

It is said that the foot massage has been done, and I should go to the SPA next.

But He Naibin stopped Lin Fang and approached him and said, "Brother Fang, help me! Please! As long as you help me deal with my sister, whatever conditions you offer, I will promise you!"

When parking, Meng Zuer's phone call was like a reminder, completely dispelling He Naibin's last illusion that he could not stop it.

It is impossible to drag it over!

Originally asking Lin Fang for help was just for insurance.

Now, all hope of life fell on Lin Fang.

He Naibin intends to agree to even the alliance under the city and the shame treaty.

"Whatever conditions do?"

"Whatever conditions do!"

Then you take me to be a fairy!

This sentence almost blurted out, but fortunately, Lin Fang hadn't been dazzled by the temptation. He remembered that he still had an ex-girlfriend who was a policeman.

Unfortunately!

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

What a god, mean!

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

"No...Fang brother, do you need to be so cruel?"

What hate, what injustice?

We are a dormitory, brothers who sleep on the opposite side!

He Naibin glanced at Lin Fang with a bitter look, and said, "Brother Fang, I am an animal conservationist. Every bird longs for a warm nest. I want to help it and send the birds home. Is it too long for a month? Can a week work?"

"Two months."

With whom?

I just can't understand you to be gods, and want to negotiate terms with me!

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

He Naibin bitter face, bit the bullet and agreed.

The corner of Lin Fang's mouth curled slightly, and he nodded, "Remember, starting today."

"Huh? Today! Don't..."

"Forget it."

"Don't! Don't! Don't forget it! Today, just start today!"

He Naibin thought that he had promised Luo Zhanglang to be a god, and mentioned it several times.

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

headache!

Want to cry!

Do you want to take Luo Zhanglang secretly without telling Lin Fang...

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

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

He Naibin, who wanted to be a god, suddenly became a pure person, a noble person, and a person who had escaped from low-level tastes.

"What are you talking about, Brother Fang! Am I that kind of person?"

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

"hope so."

Lin Fang glanced at He Naibin with a smile, without mentioning that He Naibin had promised to take Luo Zhanglang to be a god.

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

After He Naibin said his bold words, his face turned bitter.

Only after solving a problem, another problem was laid.

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

He Naibin, why is it so difficult?

Tired!

Want to cry!

Successfully asked Lin Fang, He Naibin no longer stayed in the small private room for foot massage.

He led Lin Fang, together with Li Jianfeng and Luo Zhanglang, who had just walked out of the room, with painful faces, to the large private room for the SPA.

Along the way, He Naibin felt more comfortable seeing Li Jianfeng and Luo Zhanglang's light-handed and awkward looks.

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

Let me just say, everyone is a man, how could it be so bad...

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

As soon as his gaze fell on Lin Fang, he was immediately unhappy.

Lin Fang has been pressing longer than him, and the strength he has endured is heavier. Now he has nothing to say, but his face is radiant, as if he has activated a certain hormone in his body, which makes people jealous.

Forget it, he is not a man!

The kind of waistless!

So it doesn't hurt to press!

He Naibin felt much more comfortable thinking about it.

The SPA is a large private room with four people lying in a row.

It was too embarrassing during the foot massage, He Naibin made up his mind, and said nothing this time.

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

He Naibin did nothing by himself, but found that Luo Zhanglang beside him had barely maintained his composure.

He couldn't help but looked at Luo Zhanglang, then looked at Li Jianfeng, who was red-faced and could not help adjusting his posture, and said in surprise: "Okay, Xiaoqiang, I can't see that you are so calmer than Jianfeng! Old driver! Right?"

"Not worth mentioning!"

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