Slag Girl Illustrated Book

"Yes, soak your feet. Haven't boys ever asked you out to play and take you to soak your feet."

Fan Qingtong raised his eyebrows.

Yes, any serious boy would bring a girl’s feet to soak his feet, his brain watts out!

But there is no fear, so just soak.

The scumbag has a lot of tricks.

...

"Hello, are you two?"

"Yes, two people."

"Okay, we have a package of 999, a package of 1666, and a package of 3999. Which one do you want?"

This is a newly opened foot bath, and it is the first time for Fan Qingtong to come here. Hey, the charge is pretty dark.

"Only two of 3999." Fan Shaoye is proud.

When you don't know which is better, pick the more expensive one, it's not wrong.

"Sir, you can apply for a membership card in our store, and you can get one thousand for 10,000, and you can get a 20% discount on the same day, and you can enjoy a 10% discount for every purchase in the future."

"No, I will first experience whether it is good or not, and then charge it."

For people like Fan Qingtong, money is not a problem. He doesn't care about discounts or discounts. The most important thing is how the service and experience feel.

Ruan Xihe followed him, quite silent, mainly because Fan Qingtong couldn't understand this routine.

"Sister Ruan Ruan, I see if you put several pairs of shoes in the trunk of the car last night, did you feel uncomfortable, so my brother brought you to bubble feet today." He is quite familiar.

But the observation ability is really good. She opened the trunk once last night and let him see it.

It takes 3999 to soak your feet once, so what about the environment?

Just like a private garden villa, the promenade is surrounded by green plants, small bridges and flowing water, and the smoke curls, giving it the illusion of a Suzhou garden.

A personal butler took the two of them inside and entered a separate room with only two places. Behind him was a large floor-to-ceiling window, and in front was a display screen that occupies one-third of the wall.

After the two sat down separately, a man and a woman came in with wooden barrels.

The woman knelt directly in front of Fan Qingtong.

Oh, of course, this man too, kneeling at the feet of the female guests.

Take off the shoes for the two in gentle and meticulous movements and put them in the foot bucket.

So the rule here is that the male client is a masseuse and the female client is a masseur.

Of course, Fan Qingtong would not say that he needed to change it specially, because he had been dealing with such an environment since he was a child, and he never felt that there was anything wrong with the waitress pressing his feet.

Ruan Xihe... Ruan Xihe wouldn't even mention it. She did regard Fan Qingtong as her prey. As long as the prey was of sufficient value, some of his other things were not within the scope of Ruan Xihe's consideration and concern.

Fan Qingtong glanced at her.

The little girl lay quietly and watched the masseur pinch her feet. The white and tender feet were in the hands of other men.

Inexplicably, he is a little uncomfortable!