Chapter 30 Poor Students 30 Poor Poor Students
As Hao Yuning finished speaking, the piano room became so quiet that only two breathing sounds could be heard.
Unlike Wu Lan's slow breathing, Hao Yuning's breathing was heavier, as if he was suppressing something and panting, and his hot breath was blown on Wu Lan's calves.
The air conditioner in the piano room was on strong, but Wu Lan felt as if the place on her leg where it was touched was on fire.
When her skin touched the man's hot breath, she subconsciously wanted to pull her legs back.
But Hao Yuning's grip was tight. His broad palms were like metal claws, firmly grasping his ankles and preventing him from retreating. The ground where his toes rested was like stone. Even through his socks and clothes, Wu Lan could feel Hao Yuning's scorching heat.
The man was like a ball of fire.
Wu Lan was startled by the temperature. She was afraid, but also curious. She tensed her feet and tapped the hard abdomen with her toes.
Hearing Hao Yuning's hoarse hiss, he looked at the man's face, but regretfully found that he could not judge whether he was doing the right thing from Hao Yuning's frowning expression.
Hao Yuning's expression looked a little painful, but he still held his feet tightly.
Wu Lan was a little afraid to move, for fear that he would mess up.
The little boy's expression was easy to understand. Hao Yuning gently pinched his soft white calf and praised him hoarsely:
“Well done.”
His breathing was already disordered, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down several times before he continued to coax her: "Be good, you can be a little harder."
Wu Lan was encouraged.
He exerted a little more force, tightened his instep and stepped on the other person's hard abdomen again. His feet began to move more and more heavily, and the range of his steps became larger. Suddenly, his toes were hit.
Just as he was wondering why Hao Yuning's abdominal muscles were so hard, he heard Hao Yuning's suppressed groan again.
It seems to be in great pain.
Wu Lan knew it this time.
The more uncomfortable Hao Yuning appears, the better he performs!
Knowing that she had done a good job, Wu Lan pursed her lips with a little pride, raised her chin slightly, lowered her eyes slightly, and looked at the man kneeling in front of her, curiously observing his handsome face that was enduring pain.
Hao Yuning's habit is very strange.
He actually likes others stepping on him.
Wu Lan didn't understand, but chose to respect.
His eyes began to wander over Hao Yuning's body, and suddenly fixed on the violin at the man's feet. He immediately remembered his job.
He could get a hundred thousand yuan reward for appreciating a piece of music, but until now, he had only listened to half of the song!
How can I make money to pay off my debts if I continue like this?!
Wu Lan immediately perked up. He sat up straight, pointed at the violin on the ground with anticipation, and asked in a low voice, "Can you continue playing the violin?"
"I want to hear it." He wants to make money.
The little boy sitting in front of me had a red face, and his eyes seemed to be filled with spring water when he spoke. His timid voice was trembling, and he was as pure as an angel.
Although she had a very pure and beautiful face, she stepped on his abdomen without knowing how lightly she was stepping on it. She had no idea that she was teetering on the edge of danger, and she didn't know that she was just a delicious little cake with a fragrant smell.
Hao Yuning swallowed his dry throat, picked up the violin at his feet, and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course."
"Continue with the song you just played?"
Wu Lan's ability to appreciate music was almost zero, and he had no idea what song Hao Yuning had just played. But in order to make money smoothly, he immediately nodded, revealing an even more expectant expression.
The melodious violin sound rang out again.
However, the man who was standing in front of him playing the violin with his eyes closed just now was now kneeling in front of him, looking at him deeply with his jaw tense and veins bulging on his neck.
Wu Lan felt a chill on her back when Hao Yuning stared at her, and she unconsciously increased the strength of her feet. The delicate and concentrated melody suddenly changed, and was affected.
Fearing that the music would be interrupted again, he quickly retracted his strength, pressing down on the stone lightly, his toes sliding across the round head.
The song ended quickly. Just as Wu Lan was racking her brains to express her appreciation, Hao Yuning said, "Keep going. Don't stop."
Wu Lan didn't know what Hao Yuning meant by "don't stop", so she had to keep standing on tiptoe and continue listening to the next beautiful violin piece.
But a piece of music would take at least several minutes to play, and he gradually began to feel tired and didn't want to play it anymore.
But in order to make money, he had to persevere. He kicked off the other shoe, secretly changed his foot while Hao Yuning was not paying attention, and continued to step on it while the other leg dangled for a while to rest.
The bulge was even bigger, but Wu Lan didn't notice it. She was still silently counting on her fingers to calculate how much money she could make this time.
I was feeling very happy when the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.
I took it out and saw the word 'creditor' on the caller ID.
Wu Lan suddenly became flustered, her face turned pale for a moment, and she forgot what she was doing for a moment. She subconsciously answered the phone.
After the call was connected, neither party said anything.
Listening to the sound of violin coming from the other end of the phone, Bai Yi paused, a look of doubt in his eyes.
The perceptive assistant stepped forward in time, confirmed the phone number was correct, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Bai, the number is correct."
Because Hao Yuning's violin never stopped playing, Wu Lan vaguely heard the voice coming from the phone, but couldn't listen carefully.
After hearing the word "Mr.", he quickly remembered the text message he received after paying back the money today, saying that their Mr. wanted to talk to him in detail.
Wu Lan didn't dare to talk to the other party in detail. He knew that the person was a powerful figure just by hearing the title of "Sir". He couldn't afford to offend him and just wanted to stay away from him.
He wanted to hang up the phone, but was afraid that the other party would cause trouble for him, so he had to timidly say "hello" in a low voice.
"Hello, I'm Wu Lan."
Wu Lan's voice was trembling. He gripped the phone tightly, the back of his hand turning pale. "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
A steady male voice came from the phone.
"Hello. I'd like to discuss the subsequent debt with you. Is now convenient?"
The man's voice sounded very polite, but Wu Lan knew that those creditors were two-faced. They sounded decent, but in fact, they had many tricks up their sleeves to deceive people, which was scary.
He swallowed carefully and pretended to be calm: "It's not convenient now. Just tell me the amount you need to pay back later. No, there's no need to discuss it anymore."
"Are you really unwilling to talk? I can..."
"Xiao Lan, try a little harder..."
Before Bai Yi could finish his words, he could faintly hear an unusually hoarse male voice from the violin. The ambiguous words made his face darken and his eyes turned dangerous.
"Are you with someone?"
Wu Lan didn't expect Hao Yuning to speak suddenly. Hearing the man's stern voice on the phone, he was so scared that his whole body trembled and he almost lost his grip on the phone.
The melodious violin sound was suddenly interrupted. His feet were firmly grasped by Hao Yuning and pressed down. The heat made him curl up his toes.
The music stopped, and Wu Lan didn't care about the phone. She just wanted to continue making money from Hao Yuning.
"I'm very busy now. Just send me the payment for this period."
Without answering the man's question, he hung up the phone.
Throwing the phone away, Wu Lan looked at Hao Yuning who was kneeling in front of her and asked puzzledly: "Aren't you going to continue playing the violin?"
"Xiao Lan, you're not paying attention."
Hao Yuning accused Wu Lan of forgetting about him after receiving a phone call, and that her feet were very lazy.
“How could I not be focused…”
Wu Lan pouted and said guiltily, using her toes to kick inwards, her voice soft: "I am trying to help you seriously."
"Can you please continue playing the violin? I think it sounds great."
Hao Yuning's ears softened at the coquettish words. He loosened his hand and raised the bow again, continuing to play the delicate and melodious tune.
Seeing the music continue, Wu Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
The songs followed one after another.
Wu Lan silently calculated that she had earned another 100,000 yuan. Before she had time to feel secretly happy, she found that the melody became faster and Hao Yuning was panting continuously.
A note suddenly changed, and with a heavy groan, Wu Lan's dark gray socks were stained.
Wet, sticky, and covered in dirt.
Wu Lan was stunned.
He stared motionlessly at his soiled socks, the sticky sensation rising from the soles of his feet, while his abdomen remained as hard as stone.
Seeing Hao Yuning greedily grabbing her feet and pulling them down again, Wu Lan quickly shrank back, and with a bitter face, she took off her dirty socks with disgust.
These socks are brand new and have only been worn for one day.
It was scrapped just like that.
"I won't help you anymore..." He looked at his red soles, and always felt that there was something sticky on them.
"Your feet are red. You're pushing too hard!"
Wu Lan pursed her lips a little aggrievedly, and refused to help anymore no matter what. With red eyes, she said that today's music appreciation work was over.
This pampered look made Hao Yuning feel hot and angry, but he was reluctant to do anything to Wu Lan, so he could only accept his fate and walk into the bathroom.
With today's work and the extra compensation for helping, Wu Lan earned a total of 500,000 yuan from Hao Yuning.
With the hard-earned 500,000 yuan in his pocket, he reluctantly forgave Hao Yuning for dirtying his socks, and returned to school wearing the new socks that Hao Yuning had put on him.
As soon as she entered the dormitory building, Wu Lan received a text message from her creditor.
Looking at the debt above, he was still thinking about how to raise the money this time when 2720, who had been silent all day, suddenly spoke.
[Beep! Task released: You just paid off a debt, and now a new debt has come your way. You are already overwhelmed by the debt.]
[Since you successfully borrowed money from Hao Yuqin last time, this time you've set your sights on borrowing money from your other two roommates. (Complete within two days)]
Wu Lan said in a muffled voice, "You really have to borrow money. I can earn money by working part-time."
Just like today.
[The mission requires you to borrow money.] 2720 saw Wu Lan's reluctance and further explained, "Your character is a poor, disliked person. You must follow the disliked person's script."
After saying that, the system paused and said vaguely, "Besides, they'll definitely be happy to lend you money."
【Really? 】
Wu Lan didn't quite believe what 2720 said. There was no fool in the world who was willing to lend money to others.
*
Although Wu Lan didn't want to borrow money, he still had to complete the task on time.
At night, when Yan Gui and he were the only two people in the dormitory, he mustered up the courage to walk up to Yan Gui and shyly said the word "borrow money".
"Borrow money?"
Yan Gui looked at the little boy who had his hands clenched together nervously. His gaze lingered on that pretty little face for a few seconds. His eyes darkened and something flashed quickly in them.
Just as Wu Lan blushed, he said, "Of course you can lend me money. You can lend me as much as you want, but I have one condition."
"The conditions are simple. Give me a massage after you work out, and I'll lend it to you." Yan Gui offered the conditions, tempting the poor, cash-strapped kid to take the bait. "Are you willing?"
"Just a massage?"
Wu Lan hadn't expected Yan Gui's offer to be so simple. It was completely unexpected. Compared to Hao Yuqin's offer, this offer was far too friendly.
It turns out that Yan Gui is the most kind-hearted roommate!
Wu Lan's eyes lit up when she saw Yan Gui. She took the initiative to move closer, her small hands nervously pinching the corner of his clothes, and repeatedly confirmed: "Don't you need to do anything else?"
"Yeah, just a massage."
Yan Gui naturally touched Wu Lan's head, took her in his arms, and emphasized in a low voice: "But you have to massage her according to my requirements."
"Sure, sure!"
Overwhelmed with joy, Wu Lan didn't ask Yan Gui what his massage requirements were. She quickly nodded in agreement and made an appointment to go out with Yan Gui tomorrow.
Wu Lan knew very well that things should be accomplished in secrecy, and those who accomplish great things should not publicize them.
In order to successfully borrow money from Yan Gui, he must not let Hao Yuqin and Qin Qiuqi know about this, so as to avoid ruining the whole thing.
The next afternoon, Wu Lan took advantage of the two men's inattention and left the dormitory one after another with Yan Gui, and then went to the hotel room where they had stayed the night before with Yan Gui.
"This hotel has an indoor swimming pool, and I swim there two or three days a week."
After Yan Gui picked up his swimming gear, he asked Wu Lan again, "Xiao Lan, are you really not going to swim with me?"
"No, I'm not very good at swimming."
"I'll just wait for your message here." Wu Lan waved her hand, still thinking about the task. "Message me after you finish swimming, and I'll go give you a massage right away."
He had no experience in giving massages, so he thought that while Yan Gui was swimming, he would secretly search for relevant massage videos online so that he could learn some of them.
Seeing Wu Lan's insistence, Yan Gui hummed, "Then I'll trouble Xiao Lan with the massage later."
"Leave it to me!"
Wu Lan patted his chest and pretended to be very capable. After Yan Gui left the room, he curled up on the sofa and took out his mobile phone to search for massage videos.
There are many videos about post-swimming massage on the Internet. After watching two or three videos, he became more confident in himself.
It doesn't look that difficult.
Just as I thought of this, a notification popped up on the chat app.
Considering that Yan Gui had just left not long ago, it shouldn’t be Yan Gui who sent him a message.
Sure enough, he guessed right.
[Lanlan, what are you doing?]
Looking at the message Tang Yanni sent him, Wu Lan turned over and lazily lay on the sofa, with his legs comfortably put together and raised high.
He replied: [I'm taking a break. I'm going to work soon.]
Wu Lan did not lie.
In his opinion, helping Yan Gui with a massage later would be considered selling labor in exchange for compensation, which was the same as working.
[Make a video.]
Wu Lan had just seen the message and had no time to reply when Tang Yanni's video came in.
After thinking for a moment, he clicked the connect button.
In the video, Tang Yanni is in a gym, wearing black tight fitness clothes. The mirror behind him reflects his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and tall and strong figure.
He had a black sports headband on his forehead and beads of sweat on his ears. He must have just finished exercising. The veins on his neck were prominent and his chest was heaving.
The sweat on his face did not affect Tang Yanni's handsomeness at all. The mature man's thick eyebrows and deep eyes looked more like a beast chasing prey in the dense forest, and he was closely locked on the little boy with a satisfied look on his face in the video.
Wu Lan was too lazy to raise his phone. He leaned it against the armrest of the sofa, propped up his chin with both hands, and asked with his head tilted, "Why do you want to video chat with me?"
From this video angle, you can see Wu Lan lying down, with exceptionally fair skin under the round collar, her chest vaguely visible, and her feet raised high at the edge of the screen.
His voice is lazy and the ending tone is very long, like a lazy little kitten, making people want to hug him.
Tang Yanni seemed to recall the experience of holding Wu Lan while watching a movie. The soft touch of the little guy made his mouth dry whenever he thought of it, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled rapidly.
"I miss you and want to see you."
Tang Yanni hadn't seen Wu Lan for many days since their last meeting at the watch shop. Although Wu Lan had basically replied to his messages, she simply wouldn't come out to meet him no matter how he invited her.
Even the number of video calls is very rare, because it is inconvenient in the dormitory.
Not wanting to embarrass Wu Lan, he had to patiently continue chatting with Wu Lan via typing, coaxing her to send him a few voice messages to satisfy his craving.
Tang Yanni was a little surprised that Wu Lan answered the video so easily this time.
Glancing twice at where Wu Lan was, he asked, "Where are you now?"
"In the room."
"Alone?"
"Uh-huh."
Wu Lan answered every question, but his answers were very perfunctory. He reached for the bottle of mineral water on the table, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back and started drinking.
It is very inconvenient to drink water in this position. The water pours into the mouth all at once, and some of the water that cannot be swallowed in time flows out from the corners of the mouth. The crystal clear water droplets slide across the jaw and neck, and finally sink into the collar.
The mouth becomes red after being touched by water, and the lips seem to be covered with a layer of water film. When the mouth is opened to breathe, the scarlet tongue soaked in water can be seen inside.
Tang Yanni held the phone with unusual strength in his big hand, with distinct joints. His breath was disrupted by the little boy in the video, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips.
"I have to go to work soon. If you have nothing else, I'll hang up."
Wu Lan didn't notice anything unusual about Tang Yanni. Seeing that the other party didn't say anything else, he thought about hanging up the phone and continuing to watch the video to learn massage.
"Wait, let me look at you again."
Tang Yanni didn't want to hang up the video so soon, he hadn't seen enough.
"Lanlan, can you meet me after work today? I'll take you out for some delicious food."
Seeing that Wu Lan did not refuse immediately, he said: "Just think of it as inviting you to have dinner with me, and you will be paid."
"Um?"
The money-strapped kitten was instantly attracted.
Wu Lan propped up her chin and asked with a little anticipation, "How much is the reward?"
"As many as you want."
The boy's bright eyes and joyful look were so adorable that Tang Yanni wanted to take him home and hold him in his arms to watch him for as long as he wanted.
"Then I'll think about it."
Wu Lan wasn't sure if he was available to take the job tonight, but as a good worker, he had to first stabilize his boss and then make sure he had no other competitors.
He asked carefully, "Do you want to have dinner with someone else tonight besides me?"
"I just want to eat with you."
Very satisfied with this answer, Wu Lan nodded with a smile on her face, saying sweetly, "Then wait for my news. I'll have dinner with you tonight if I'm free."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Gui sent a message.
"Okay, I have to go to work, hanging up."
Without waiting for Tang Yanni's response, Wu Lan hung up the phone first and sent a message to Yan Gui saying that she would be there soon.
Wu Lan was in a hurry to find Yan Gui, while Tang Yanni looked at the black screen, sighed helplessly, picked up the mineral water beside him and took a sip.
Suddenly, he paused and stared at the hotel logo on the mineral water bottle for several seconds.
Tang Yanni remembered that the water Wu Lan had just drunk was in the same packaging.
...
Wu Lan came to the 12th floor of the hotel, which was a sports and rest area. In addition to the indoor swimming pool, there was also a gym, steam sauna room and spa.
These area hotels are only open to guests and special VIPs, and there are not many guests coming here at this time.
After reporting her room number to the hotel staff at the door, Wu Lan successfully arrived at the swimming pool area and saw Yan Gui, who had just finished swimming and was still wet, at the door of the locker room.
Originally, Yan Gui only looked tall when he was wearing clothes, but he didn't expect that he would be so muscular under the clothes. In addition to the well-defined muscles in his arms and neat abdominal muscles, his waist looked strong and powerful, and what was wrapped in the tight swimming trunks should not be underestimated.
He wiped his hair with a towel and looked at the door from time to time. Until he saw a familiar person, his cold face showed a hint of warmth.
Wu Lan looked at Yan Gui's muscular body, then looked down at her own thin arms and legs, and began to wonder if she should also exercise.
"What are you daydreaming about?"
The laughing male voice brought Wu Lan back to his senses. Seeing Yan Gui approaching him, he shook his head and said, "I'm not in a daze anymore."
He didn't forget his mission and asked quickly, "Where are we going for a massage?"
"Come with me, I've booked a massage parlor."
Wu Lan said "oh" and followed the other person obediently. After walking through a corridor, he looked at the fog-filled glass room with some curiosity.
"What is this place?"
"The steam sauna room is shared."
Yan Gui noticed Wu Lan's eyes full of curiosity. After thinking for a moment, he patted Wu Lan's shoulder and asked, "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
"May I?"
"certainly."
Seeing that Wu Lan really wanted to go in, Yan Gui put his arm around Wu Lan's shoulders and walked forward. The glass door of the sauna room detected someone and opened automatically.
As soon as I entered, my vision was instantly blocked by white mist.
The air in here is much thinner than outside. There is water vapor all around and the temperature is very high, making even breathing difficult.
After adjusting for a while, Wu Lan found that he could only see the distance around him at arm's length. Thanks to Yan Gui's arm around his shoulders, he didn't freeze in place, afraid to move.
"Come and sit down."
Following Yan Gui forward a few steps, I found a row of white chairs in front of me, and white mist-like steam was coming out from the bottom.
The humidity in the steam sauna is very high, and everything you touch becomes wet.
For the convenience of work today, Wu Lan specially wore a pure white T-shirt and knee-length shorts. She changed into the slippers provided by the hotel before arriving to avoid getting her shoes wet.
After only two or three minutes here, Wu Lan's clothes became wet and her white T-shirt stuck tightly to her skin.
But he didn't notice it and just kept reaching out to grab the mist and play with it.
And there was something more in Yan Gui's eyes when he looked at Wu Lan, with a dark color rolling in them.
After entering the steam sauna, the boy's fair face turned red. Not only his face turned red, but also the tip of his nose and the corners of his eyes, making him look like he had been crying.
But his round, almond-shaped eyes were sparkling with curiosity and amusement, and his lively pupils were covered with moisture, like precious glass beads.
The pure white T-shirt on her body was tightly attached to her skin, revealing a rosy flesh color. The lovely cherry pink stood up and was hidden in the white mist. The slender waist was wrapped in a beautiful curve by the clothes.
The soft, white, and slender legs under the pants were also stained pink, and many small water droplets hung on the bare legs.
"How about I give you a massage here?"
Yan Gui didn't expect Wu Lan to say that. He paused, his eyes moved around the delicate little face that hadn't had enough fun yet, and he hummed.
Since Yan Gui agreed, Wu Lan tried hard to recall the demonstration in the teaching video, stood up and walked in front of Yan Gui.
"Let me think about it...I need to massage my neck first."
While muttering, Wu Lan reached out and touched Yan Gui's neck. He clearly felt the muscles on his neck stiffen for a moment, and then slowly relax.
He didn't know how to massage, so he just followed the techniques in the video and massaged Yan Gui's neck.
Because of the angle, when Wu Lan stood up, Yan Gui's eyes were almost level with Wu Lan's chest. Yan Gui only needed to lower his eyes to see the small cherry red lips pressed against the pure white T-shirt.
In order to make it easier to exert force, Wu Lan stood closer, and her small body like a bean sprout was less than one centimeter away from Yan Gui's head.
Getting closer, Yan Gui once again smelled the pleasant fragrance on Wu Lan.
Just like in cartoons, delicious food would emit a smoky aroma to attract hungry beasts, leading the beasts to slowly approach. His hands hung in the air at Wu Lan's sides, hugging her slender waist.
Wu Lan was startled.
"Holding is more convenient."
Yan Gui's hoarse voice slowly came out. Wu Lan thought about it and felt that this seemed to be more convenient.
He continued with the massaging motion and began massaging the other's shoulders and neck.
Every inch of muscle on Yan Gui's body felt hard, which required Wu Lan to use a lot of strength to massage him, and she accidentally bumped into Yan Gui's head several times.
The red fruit in front of him was filled with fragrance. Yan Guiren's jaw was clenched and his eyes were full of dangerous signals of hunger.
After enduring it again and again, he swallowed hard, opened his thin lips slightly, and held it silently in the mist.
The hazy mist around him affected Wu Lan's senses. By the time he realized something was wrong, he was unable to push Yan Gui away.
His waist was encircled, and the strange feeling made his body go limp, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. His vision was blocked, and he could only see the top of Yan Gui's head, still not knowing what was happening.
Wu Lan held Yan Gui's head helplessly, but his hand on his shoulder was limp. He couldn't do anything right now, let alone a massage.
The clothes that stuck to the skin were lifted up, and a large hand with thin calluses covered the fair skin.
My knees gave way again.
Wu Lan was lifted up by Yan Gui and sat steadily on his lap, while he stared blankly at Yan Gui's hungry eyes.
My chin was suddenly pinched.
"Xiao Lan, my tongue is sore, could you please massage it for me?"
When these words came out of Yan Gui's mouth, Wu Lan felt that something was very strange and wrong.
"This is so weird, Yan Gui, let go first..."
He was cut off mid-sentence because a new guest had arrived in the shared steam sauna room.
Although she knew that the new guests could not see their condition clearly, the thin-skinned Wu Lan still felt scared and ashamed.
I thought Yan Gui would let him go immediately after knowing someone came in, but I didn't expect the other party to hold him tighter.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Lan's mouth was blocked.
The pink lip flesh was squeezed and deformed, and the small lip bead was licked and bitten several times by the other party's sharp teeth.
The rough tongue that Yan Gui mentioned as uncomfortable rushed into the wet little mouth. The tip of the tongue hooked the scarlet soft flesh somewhat roughly, and licked the wet and soft inner wall from time to time.
The water in his mouth was licked and sucked, sucked and licked again. Almost all the water was licked away, and even the root of his tongue was sore and painful from being stirred by the other person's tongue.
The air that can be breathed here is limited. Now that Yan Gui has sucked away a lot of air, Wu Lan is almost unable to breathe.
My body temperature became very high, and I felt hot all over, as if I was in a steamer.
His chin was also wet. For a moment he couldn't tell whether it was saliva or steam. He just felt wet and sticky and wanted to wipe it clean.
The sound of water splashing could be heard faintly. Wu Lan suddenly remembered that there were other people here besides them. She was so scared that her eyes turned red and she patted Yan Gui's shoulder, trying to stop him.
But because Yan Gui knew that there were outsiders present, he kissed her even harder, not worrying about being discovered at all, as if such a kiss was more exciting.
Finally, when Wu Lan was about to be kissed well, he was let go.
She fell weakly into Yan Gui's arms, gasping for breath, her body trembling slightly. Wu Lan's eyes were hazy, and she rested for a long time before she remembered what they had just done.
"Thanks to Xiaolan's massage, my tongue feels much better."
“Great job.”
Wu Lan blinked in confusion, then touched her numb and swollen lips and thought slowly:
He was praised.
Is his massage really that good?
"You don't need to continue the massage. I'll transfer the money to you when we get out."
"Is 200,000 enough for you?"
Maybe it's really well done.
Just by massaging Yan Gui's neck and shoulders, and then being kissed on the mouth and having his tongue massaged, he could easily borrow such a large sum of money.
Come to think of it, he did a really good job.
Because she felt that she was pretty good, Wu Lan pursed her numb lips with some joy, raised her chin proudly, and nodded, "That's enough."
This amount of money was beyond Wu Lan's expectations. He had previously thought that he could only borrow one or two thousand.
Yan Gui's heart softened when he saw the little boy's well-behaved appearance. Thinking about how Wu Lan was burdened with such a heavy debt but still faced life positively, and the little figure who worked hard to make money made people want to protect her well.
I really wanted to say that I helped Wu Lan pay back the debt, but I was worried that it would hurt the little guy's self-esteem.
"If you need money in the future, continue to borrow from me. There's no rush to pay it back."
Wu Lan didn't expect Yan Gui to be so kind-hearted. He sincerely said thank you to Yan Gui.
A few more minutes passed.
After regaining some strength, Wu Lan left Yan Gui's arms, not wanting to stay in the steam sauna room any longer.
This time Yan Gui walked in front and Wu Lan followed behind.
The white fog around was still very thick. Wu Lan was thinking about going out to breathe fresh air as soon as possible, and did not notice that the new guest also stood up and walked behind him.
The automatic door of the sauna room opened and Yan Gui had already walked out.
Wu Lan hurried to catch up, but the next moment someone grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her into a corner.
Yan Gui turned around and didn't see Wu Lan, so he immediately went into the sauna room to look for her.
But all I could see was white mist, and I couldn't see any human figures at all.
"Xiao Lan, where are you?"
Hearing Yan Gui's somewhat anxious voice, Wu Lan wanted to respond, but the words were stuck in his throat and could not come out. He stared blankly at Tang Yanni who was holding him with one hand.
How come this person is here? ! !
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