Fu Ying said: "Let's go and take you to a massage. Let's celebrate today."

"That money is spent," said Fu Lin.

"I just have no money and love to enjoy my life." Fu Ying dialed her waves and said, "Let's have another big meal after the massage."

Fu Lin thought about it and agreed.

He felt that Fu Ying should enjoy life more and suffer less.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a massage parlor.

This massage parlor is located in the middle of a group of hardware and cigarettes. The red signs are hung. Before the sky is dark, the signs flash. The two doors are closed. Through the glass, two middle-aged women are sitting inside, wearing short skirts and snow-white legs. No matter how you look, they look like a pheasant shop.

"My sister opened it, they are regular massage shops!" Fu Ying seemed to see his psychological activities and unbuttoned her seat belt and said.

Fu Lin buttoned her and got out of the car. The two of them pushed the door and went in. A woman sitting at the cashier saw them and immediately stood up: "Oh, Sister Yingying, it's been a long time since I saw it. Why are you so beautiful? I almost didn't recognize her!"

"You are just sweet-mouthed! Take my young man here to relax."

As soon as she finished speaking, all three women in the store looked at Fu Lin. Fu Lin pursed her thin lips and felt that she had really entered the pheasant shop.

"Damn." The boss lady looked at Fu Ying and spoke without any restraint: "Sister, you can do it, how can you find such a young man?"

I probably thought Fu Lin was a young man who was kept by Fu Ying, so I didn't speak too politely.

"What are you thinking about, my nephew."

Fu Lin stood behind her and bowed politely. He was tall and cold and handsome. He had a white shirt button, probably sweating. The shirt had a wet soft touch. He was blown by the air conditioner in the store and pressed against his chest. He looked cold and had a temperament between the little wolf dog and the little breast dog.

Fu Lin rarely does massages. The last time was many years ago. I was about the time I was in junior high school. Fu Ying took him to the club to "see the world". As a result, he was ticklish and failed to press it.

After so many years, he became even more ticklish.

"Don't shake," said the massage elder sister.

Fu Lin's face was a little flushed, and he lay there and said, "It's a little itchy."

"You can't touch your back, you look like a virgin," said the boss's wife with a smile: "It's good to have a girlfriend in the future."

Fu Lin didn't say anything after hearing this, and he regretted coming with Fu Ying for a massage.

Not only is he a vicious person, but his body is very sensitive and he doesn't touch him. Cutting his hair is a torment for him. Every time he cuts it to the back of his head, the barber touches the back of his neck and becomes soft.

He even saw a doctor, and the doctor said that it was normal. Everyone had different physical constitutions, and some people were naturally afraid of itchy.

Fu Ying said: "He has been like this since he was a child, and he has itchy flesh on his body. Just press his back through his clothes."

The eldest sister teased him: "You are so sensitive, and your girlfriend will be blessed in the future."

Fu Ying was afraid of being furious to Fu Lin, so she interrupted the topic and asked, "Is the business in your store not good enough? Why are there no customers?"

"Oh, don't mention it," the proprietress lit a cigarette and said while smoking: "Now our clear water shop is not good anymore. I haven't seen a new foot bath city on the street, a girl with a water bath."

The elder sister who was massaged also said angrily: "I am not afraid of getting sick."

Then a few women began to discuss the massage shops that provide underground services and foot washing cities. They kept saying something amazing and didn't take him seriously at all. Fu Lin lay there honestly and began to think about some serious things.

For example, how to take down Ji Hanbai.

The massage elder sister pressed her waist again, and he got up with a sensation, which scared the elder sister.

"I won't press it anymore," he said.

He felt uncomfortable all over. He couldn't stand it that others touched him.

Seeing that his face was white and thin, and his skin was so delicate that he was embarrassed to tease him.

He sat down to the side and blew the air conditioner. He saw a few WeChat messages coming from his phone. He clicked on it and saw the other party’s name: “Chuchu is very charming.”

"How is it? Did you win it?"

"What does the other party look like? Send it to me."

"I won't be able to check in the room, are you? Sisters!"

Fu Lin replied: "Just get off work."

Chu Xiaohao immediately called the video, but Fu Lin refused: "It's inconvenient to be outside."

Chu Xiaohao immediately replied: "Then are you still coming to work tonight?"

"go."

"Then we'll talk later." Chu Xiaohao said: "It makes me excited."

Chu Xiaohao is a good friend he met in a bar. He is nicknamed Chuchu and is a real college student. He also works in a summer job in the bar.

The two of them were cold and hot, the other was cold and the other was coquettish, but they became best friends. When he was short of money in his last life, Chu Xiaohao was the most righteous. He repayed the kindness of water with a spring of gratitude, and Fu Lin recognized him as his lifelong friend.

After leaving the massage parlor, Fu Ying and Fu Lin went to the restaurant next to order three dishes and one soup. Fu Ying took two bites and stopped eating it. He didn't drink juice, but only drank boiled water.

But seeing Fu Lin eating there, she swallowed a little: "It's good to be young."

"You eat too."

"I can't eat it. I've heard of a good girl. I've got 103 pounds," Fu Ying said, taking out a small mirror from her bag and taking a look: "This woman is hard-working when she gets older. She obviously eats less than before, and her belly is hard to gain weight. Last time, Lao Qin said that I'm fat and let me lose weight."

Fu Lin didn't say anything after hearing this. After a while, he said, "We have money in the future, you can eat whatever you want."

Fu Ying was stunned for a moment and said, "Then I'm all up to you."

After saying that, she smiled and moved the dish to Fu Lin again: "You eat more for me, I'll be happy to see you eat."

It was hot and there was no air conditioner in the restaurant, so the two fans turned around. Fu Lin was sweating again. When others sweated, it made people feel smelly and sticky. Fu Lin was sweating, but his skin turned whiter and his lips became redder, and his whole body was so distinctive that it was out of tune.

Fu Ying thought of the sensitivity that he could not touch or touch in a massage parlor just now, and thought to herself that she was born to be suitable for investors. It would be strange if anyone likes men and doesn’t love him to death.

She felt like a mother mulberry, holding her cheek and looking out of the restaurant. The sunset had already set foot on the mountain, and the ginkgo trees were full of colorful sunsets.

"You just quit the bar first." Fu Ying said: "You can't hold on with the black and white squad."

"I told Brother Zhao that I will spend two more days to finish the month," said Fu Lin.

Fu Ying nodded: "Come on, we will never be able to live this fucking life again."

The tone was filled with a strong resentment towards life.

Fu Lin said in a relaxed tone: "Look at me."

In the evening, he went to work at the bar. When Chu Xiaohao saw him in the locker room, he immediately grabbed him and wanted to see the photos. Fu Lin said, "No photos."

"Damn, why don't you take pictures? How do you look? Are you handsome?"

"It's okay," Fu Lin said.

Chu Xiaohao changed into performance costumes: "Now rich second generations usually look good, and they will dress up if they have money and time. Next time you take a photo and show me your face. My mother's face is very accurate."

"You have this ability, what will you see?"

"Is my character bad, my sexual ability strong, and my wealth, healthy luck, I can all argue with you!" Chu Xiaohao smiled and said, "My mother specializes in setting up stalls for people to calculate this."

Fu Lin wore a red wig and his voice was light and gentle: "Did your mother calculate that you are a slut?"

Chu Xiaohao laughed and said, "My mother is a little bit clear. When she saw me wearing a handsome guy on the bedside, she knew that she was raising a daughter but not a son."

Fu Lin smiled and went on stage with him.

They are both dancers at this bar.

They jumped for two or three hours. After jumping, they changed their clothes and became waiters. They basically worked until the next morning. They were very tired. Fu Lin was afraid that he could not hold on, so he came out early at around 4 a.m. The street at 4 a.m. was not even easy to get a taxi. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, smoked one, put his hands in his pocket, and waited for the car on the silent and deserted street.

The summer wind is warm, and it makes people sleepy when blowing on your body. Fu Lin drooped his head and took a nap. The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground. He shook it for a moment and almost fell.

Too tired.

The life of the poor is really not something that humans live.

Changhe Auto Repair usually doesn’t work on time, so the door will be opened after 10 o’clock. However, the aunt selling buns at the intersection found that it was only 7:30 today and the auto repair shop was opened.

Fatty Liu was also surprised. He was early today. When he arrived at around 8 o'clock, he saw Ji Hanbai fiddling with the car, so he squatted down and stared at him.

"The power of love is so great." Fatty Liu said: "Why did Xiao Linzi be late for work the first day? This work attitude is not good, right?"

Ji Hanbai kicked him with his feet: "Get out."

He slid out from under the car with a cigarette in his mouth: "I tell you, the store will use civilized language in the future. Don't swear words to implicate me."

Fatty Liu was about to start scolding when he heard the sound of the shared bicycle lock coming from outside. When he turned around, Fu Lin was already walking over with his bag on his back.

I didn't see you overnight. I suddenly saw Fu Lin again. Fatty Liu felt that he had two eyes and two nostrils. Why did someone look so distinctive and handsome?

"Hello Brother Liu." Fu Lin said as he greeted Ji Hanbai again on the lying board: "Hello, boss."

Ji Hanbai quickly threw the cigarette butt in his hand and nodded.

Fatty Liu deliberately said: "Xiao Linzi, you can't do it. It's just the first day of work, why are you late? Didn't you agree to be 8:30? Do you still want to do it?"

Fu Lin's face turned slightly red and said, "I'm sorry, I slept too late yesterday. I accidentally overslept, and I won't know how to go again in the future."

He used to work night shifts and sleep during the day.

Ji Hanbai coughed and said in a slight manner: "Just pay attention in the future. There is no business in the store, so it's too late."

Fatty Liu glanced at him and scolded with his mouth: "Dog...pse."

Ji Hanbai raised his eyebrows and lay down under the car again.

Fatty Liu really wants to ask him, you are going under the car every day and you are just talking nonsense. This pure wolf dog really has no experience in love.

It was even hotter today. At around nine o'clock, a tire repairer came and the car stopped outside. Fatty Liu went to repair it. He took action. Fu Lin was most afraid of the heat and sweated all over the body. Fatty Liu couldn't stand it either. After finishing the business, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. Fu Lin took out his towel from his bag and wiped his face. Seeing that the things in the tool box were scattered, he automatically went over and picked them up.

"Just let it go," said Ji Hanbai.

"Ah?" Fu Lin squatted down and lowered his head, looking down at the bottom of the car. Ji Hanbai saw his flushed face, his hair was wet against his skin, like fresh meat buns that had just been out of the cage, making people want to take a bite.

"Just put it away, I'll take it conveniently. You'll collect it when I don't need it."

"Okay." Fu Lin quickly turned around and put the tools back in place.

Ji Hanbai was lying under the car. People outside could not see his face. His vision was limited and he was impartial. He was just seeing the lower half of Fu Lin. Because he was squatting, his butts stretched his pants tightly. It was probably too hot, a large piece of wet, and the color was obviously darker, which looked particularly confusing.

Ji Hanbai felt a little dry mouth.
Chapter completed!