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Spa massage, Zhang Pingan was surprised when Li Zhien said that there was only one room. Sometimes Zhang Ping'an feels that their minds are more open-minded than those born in the 1980s, even though the difference is not even a few years. If this matter were changed to Zhang Ping'an and other Girls' Generation members, they would definitely have to ask for separate rooms. After all, the upper body needs to be exposed during a spa massage. If they are in the same room... I am still a little worried.

But Li Zhien didn't seem to have such concerns. She actually chose to stay in the same room? After Zhang Pingan took a bath, he put on a bathrobe and came to the room to wait for the massage.

In the past, Zhang Ping'an would get massages either alone or with his friends, but they were all a group of old men, so he didn't know what a mixed-mode room like this would look like.

There are no changes after entering the room. They are all comfortable lights, good-smelling aromatherapy burners and scented candles, and two massage beds. However, there is a curtain between the two beds. A curtain blocks all imagination. space.

After a while, Li Zhien entered the room wearing a bathrobe. Under the dim light, Zhang Ping'an still saw Li Zhien's red face. He didn't know whether it was because of the bath, or because he was shy? Zhang Pingan said in a teasing tone: "Next time we go to the spa together, why don't you close the curtain?"

Li Zhien's cheeks became even more rosy after hearing Zhang Ping'an's words. But without waiting for Li Zhien's response, he turned around and asked the masseur who came in behind Li Zhien: "Um, masseur, are there usually many people in mixed spas like this?"

For a masseuse, this kind of thing is no longer strange. She smiled and nodded and said: "There are quite a lot of them. Nowadays, many young people are best friends of men and women. They often go to the spa together." It's normal to enjoy the relaxation of a massage while chatting about daily life. Well... it's like girls making an appointment to get their nails done, but men generally don't receive manicures or anything like that, so that's why. There are many people who choose to go to the spa.”

After listening to the masseur talking, Zhang Pingan smiled and said, "That's it. It seems that my thinking is quite conservative."

In today's era, there are indeed some "male and female besties" relationships, but Zhang Pingan's personal thinking is... "There is no pure friendship relationship between men and women." ’ He felt that as long as any man and woman get together, whether it’s a date for dinner or something else, there will always be a little bit of ‘goodwill’ in one’s heart.

If there is no "good impression" at all, who would make an appointment with you for dinner and coffee? Is there really a chicken shortage?

As for this question...it's really a bit unclear. Anyway, everyone has their own reasons, and no one can convince anyone. And Zhang Pingan must have a good impression of Li Zhien. After all, he really likes the songs she sings and her cute appearance. It's just that this 'good impression' has not yet risen to the level of ambiguity.

The masseuse smiled and said: "This has nothing to do with being conservative. After all, there is a curtain to separate us... Sir, can you change the bath towel?" The masseuse had another hidden sentence that he did not say, that is, unless you If he came in with a strange way of thinking, that would be a different matter.

.......

Spa is indeed very relaxing. When the masseuse's power moves on the back, all the muscles in the body are relaxed. The good-smelling aromatherapy and the masseur's extremely comfortable techniques make Zhang Ping'an slowly begin to appear. Eyelid 'fighting' condition.

The two of them did not communicate while receiving the massage. They could only hear each other's regular breathing. It was like a lullaby, and they were completely relaxed. Just when Zhang Pingan almost fell asleep, Li Zhien spoke: "Oppa, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"I don't know. Let's see. You can also order room service when the time comes. By the way, masseur, what's good about the hotel.

"

The masseuse smiled and responded: "I don't know, we have never eaten in the hotel. If you have time, I suggest you go to the Cannery Night Market, because there are a lot of snacks there, and many of the various snacks are not available in Seoul. Yes, you can try it.”

"Did you hear that? Zhien, everyone suggested that we go to the night market. Otherwise, let's go shopping. In the evening we go to Guang'anli to see the cross-sea bridge. The night view there is pretty good."

Li Zhien looked at Zhang Ping'an depressedly and said, "Oppa, you know I can't eat."

"Come with me and have something to eat in the hotel for a while. Later, let's go to Guang'anli. The night there is nice."

"Hmm. Oppa, how about going to Yeosu tomorrow? There are too many people in Busan during this time."

Whether or not to watch the game is actually not very important to Zhang Pingan. He has not formed his own team, so it doesn't matter whether he goes or not. And he also had to understand Li Zhien. There were indeed too many tourists in Busan in the past two days, and it was quite inconvenient for her to travel. Zhang Pingan also had to protect her at all times.

He thought for a while and nodded and said, "Okay, we will go to Lishui tomorrow morning."

After saying "Lishui", Zhang Ping'an smiled and sang: "On the seaside in Lishui at night, under this light, there is a beautiful story..."

Li Zhien also hummed along with Zhang Pingan and started singing a cappella. Zhang Ping'an smiled and said to the masseuse: "Charge, charge, IUxi's live singing!"

Zhang Pingan's words made the masseur laugh.

After the massage was over, the two masseurs exited the room, and they chatted on the way back to the lounge: "Listening to their chat, I felt that they had an indescribable sense of comfort and a very friendly relationship when they got along. And there’s no sense of ‘color’ involved.”

The other one also nodded and said: "Looking at the rumors on the Internet, it was said that the two of them were dating? Now after close contact, I found that they did not look like lovers, but...a bit of indescribable intimacy, but That intimacy is definitely not love.”

The masseur who did not massage Zhang Pingan said: "You massage Zhang Pingan, how is his figure?"

"It's very strong. His arms, chest, abdomen, and muscle lines are all very beautiful. You can tell at a glance that he has been exercising for a long time. Sika has found a treasure."

"What if the idea is useless? Hahaha~~"

...

After the massage, Zhang Pingan and Li Zhien were still lying on the massage bed enjoying the time of complete relaxation. Zhang Pingan looked at the ceiling and said: "Why do I feel like I don't want to move after the massage? I was thinking about going out for a walk before, but now... I don't want to go anywhere, I even want to sleep here."

Li Zhien was also lying flat like Zhang Pingan, looking at the ceiling: "Oppa, didn't you feel like this after receiving a massage before?"

"Of course not. I used to come here with several friends most of the time, so after receiving the massage, I would always think about where to go for a drink. It's rare that I don't want to go out as much as I do today."

Li Zhien said with a smile: "Hehe, how about I accompany you to have a drink at the night beach in Guang'anli?"

Zhang Pingan turned to look at Li Zhien: "Really? You can drink?"

Li Zhien also turned his head and looked at Zhang Pingan and said: "I am an adult, why can't I drink? Come on, I just said that I don't eat, I didn't say that I can't drink?"

"Okay, you should get up and put on your bathrobe first."

After a while, the two changed their clothes and set off from the hotel again. On the way to Guang'anli to see the night view, the two bought some snacks and drinks on the roadside, but these all belonged to Zhang Pingan. If Li Zhien said she wouldn't eat it, she would never eat it.

The two of them arrived at the beach in Guang'anli carrying beer, soju, some snacks and snacks.

The lights in the tall buildings in the distance are as beautiful as the stars, and the cross-sea bridge that lights up the sky is inserted into the entire night. Everything you see at night is very beautiful...

The two people sitting on the beach smiled stupidly in the sea breeze: "Hahaha~~ It's such a strong wind, oppa, aren't you afraid that your snacks will be blown away?"

Zhang Ping'an smiled depressedly: "Who knew the wind in Guang'anli was so strong at night? The last time I went to Incheon Beach at night, there was no such strong wind. "

The two sat on the beach and looked at the lights of the city. Zhang Pingan took out two cans of beer and handed one to Li Zhien. Click, the beer was opened. The two touched it. Zhang Pingan raised his head and took a big sip. Li Zhien He also raised his head and took a few sips.

Li Zhien put down the beer in her hand and dug it into the beach. Then she straightened her legs, leaned back slightly and put her hands behind her for support. She looked at the sky in the distance and said: "I have never been to the beach to drink at night. This is the first time."

"I have been to the beach at night, but I have never had a drink at the beach. It feels... very comfortable. The sound of the waves is like a concerto, making people feel leisurely and relaxed."

Li Zhien nodded and smiled: "Well, no one would know that we two are sitting here under the night. The night sea is much quieter than during the day. Oppa, come, let me toast you. Thank you for the song you gave me, and thank you too. It takes me crazy every time..."

As he said this, Li Zhien picked up the beer in the sand and touched it with Zhang Pingan. Zhang Pingan smiled and took two sips. His throat was irritated by the beer and he let out a sigh.

Zhang Ping'an took two sips of beer and said, "I also like being with you Zhien. It's very relaxing, fun, and cute."

Li Zhien smiled at him, and then found soju from the plastic bag they brought. She unscrewed the cap of the shochu bottle and handed it to Zhang Ping'an: "Put the shochu beer in a beer can and drink it."

Zhang Ping'an smiled and took the soju and started pouring it into the beer can: "Not bad, very thoughtful. Are you a hidden old alcoholic?"