Mixed Miners

"Isn't the desert outside the desert? Why don't you go outside?" Yang Ling asked silently.

"You are not letting me stare at that thing all the time. I am afraid that something is too late. It seems that it should be no problem now. Boss, you will pity me, let me come back!" The stick was crying.

Yang Ling is also somewhat grateful. Although this product does not seem to be adjusted, but the work is really good, so I thought about it: "This way, these days just have time, I just come over and see the specific situation. !"

"Yeah! Long live the boss, then I am waiting for you, this bird place I can't stay for a moment!" The stick excitedly screamed and hung up.

Yang Ling then took a few showers, checked the plane ticket on the Internet, set a next morning to Urumqi, and then drove slowly to the sweet beauty salon.

It is already at the end of June, and there are still three or four days in July. The sun is shining and the temperature is twenty degrees.

Yang Ling landed the speeding car at the door of the beauty salon. Now in Chang'an, what Mercedes-Benz BMW, Maserati, Maybach, and Ferrari Porsche are out of date, the most powerful is to drive a speeding car.

At this time, several speed cars were parked at the entrance of the beauty salon.

Several waiters at the gate are distributing flyers to passers-by, and many people are coming in and out of the beauty salon. It seems that the business is very good.

A few of the beautiful welcoming young girls in uniform at the door looked at Yang Ling from the speeding car. They couldn’t help but shine. They almost said in unison: "Mr. Yang is good~!"

Yang Ling immediately went up and smacked and touched the little hand. "Okay, good! Hello everyone!"

"嘻嘻~!" The sisters are ashamed, but they all know that the man who is obsessed with this color is the signature qigong master of the beauty salon. Not only is the massage treatment very powerful, but the relationship with their female boss is also unclear. Not very, very embarrassed, and did not dare to act too much, but the expectations in one eye are to let Yang Ling could not help but smashed several times.

It’s a pity! Can only see can not eat! Hey~!

Yang Ling shook his head as he walked, and soon walked into the lobby on the first floor.

"Rare guest, how come you are today?" Yan Tian was standing in front of the service desk, watching him with a look of fascination and screaming at him.

"Hey~! Han sister, you are also ah~!" Yang Ling hurryed forward and said hello.

He was so sweet that he stunned him and looked down. "The old lady is there every day. I was thinking about it now. If someone doesn't appear today, hehe!"

Yang Ling had a cold war and quickly clamped his legs and said with a smile: "I am not here yet!"

Han Xue came out from the service desk. Inside, there was a black tight-fitting shirt with a beige uniform on the outside. The open large round neck showed two round and full Yufeng. The lower body was also a uniform skirt, no stockings, bare white. Two long legs.

"Let you know each other, let's go! Pick me up with me." Sweetly took his arm and walked to the second floor, bulging tightly on his arm and grinding it, now it was summer, separated by thin Thin clothes, Yang Ling can feel the hugeness of the two groups, as well as the stimulation of the two strong peas across the skin.

Yang Ling felt that his own liver was getting faster and he couldn't help but touch his nostrils with his hands.

"Silly!" Xiao sweet gathered in his ear and said with a chuckle.

"呃~!嘿嘿!" Yang Ling's nervous hair was erected, and he couldn't help but laugh a few times. "Yes, sister, what is Xuezi doing here?"

"If you don't have a conscience, you know that you are not thinking about your sister!" Han Xue gave him a look. "Your Japanese servant, I am taking care of you, and I am chubby, now I am the first masseur in our beauty salon." You don't want to get rid of me again this time, or else you have a good look!"

“How come?” Yang Ling shook his head quickly. “I’m going to go out tomorrow. I’m going to go to the week. Today is the task of completing this month. Second, let’s check her training.”

"Her Qigong is really what you teach?" asked sweetly in surprise.

"There is still a fake!" Yang Ling nodded proudly. "This girl has a good understanding. I am going to give her all my life to her, train her into a super big spy, and then send it back to Japan."

甄 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在 在Is there a sentence?"

"What?"

"If you want to learn art, go to sleep with the master! If you haven't learned well, you must haven't slept!" Sweet and stunned him and said, turning his eyes.

I am OO, you are a XX, which is what the **** said? Yang Ling couldn't help but laugh and cry. For Oda Snow, he really didn't have that idea.

In the dressing room to change clothes, Yang Ling once again walked into his own large massage room to sit down, and then squatted before the guests, let go of the mind, and immediately found the Oda Snow who is giving the guests a massage.

This girl is now also a light blue massage technician suit, hair combed in the back of the head into a ponytail, at this time is dedicated to a woman lying in bed massage the chest, the expression on his face makes him feel very excited, Japan People do things, really serious.

Soon his first guest came in. Yang Ling took back his mind and started working. Although he was always forced to be a free hard worker, he was also hurt and happy. He felt that he was used to it. The style of the woman, especially when she was riding in the bed under her endless madness, the feeling of being pushed back is very strange, excited and wronged, sour and sour!

Hey~! Is Laozi really a bit jealous?

While giving the guests a massage ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Ling's mind involuntarily emerged in the bed when sweet and tight and beautiful body, exquisite curves, full of undulating swaying, as well as her wild shouts and screams.

"Hmm~ah~~"

Unconsciously, a long, sullen sigh of relief awakened him from his memory, and looked down and scared himself.

His hands unknowingly touched the two exposed Mimi of the guest, one hand and one slap in the face, and the vitality of the body was almost uncontrollable.

At this time, the woman on the bed was hot and hot, her cheeks were red, and her sweat rolled out, and her mouth was groaning, and her hands couldn’t help but touch it everywhere.

Nima, big!

Yang Ling quickly took back his hands and the cold sweat of his body came out.

I am finished, this is a big joke for the massage. If the guest wants to report to the police, not only will he go to the prison, but the beauty salon will not be able to get rid of it. (To be continued.)