The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

Yi　　 Jiang Yue with a little bit of joy, holding a soft massage voucher in his sweaty hands, he handed it to the hand of the beauty at the front desk who was smiling at him in the massage parlor.

This beauty has the flavor of a typical Thai woman, with big eyes that resemble Central Africa and Western countries, and Jiang Yue's heart is blinked with a blink.

"Sir, please go to room 006 to prepare for the massage. We have prepared the clothes we need to wear during the massage in our dressing room, and we will pick it up in the corresponding box 006 in the locker."

"If you need other additional services, please feel free to call our service staff, we will provide you with the most dedicated service."

"Good, good."

Jiang Yue, who could not tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, smirked and got into the massage parlor.

Don't say it, the interior is magnificent, the lighting is warm, and the visibility is also very suitable. A faint fragrance of essential oils floats out, unspeakable calmness, comfort and comfort.

In this way, Jiang Yue put on a pure white and extremely comfortable nightgown, and entered the room with a huge square bed and a darker yellow halo.

"Hello, the masseur in room 006 will serve you soon."

It was still a very soft voice, which reminded Jiang Yue.

And Jiang Yue, who lay down on the bed in what he thought was the most handsome position, subconsciously sniffed his armpits.

Well, I just took a shower, and the cologne smells right. Everything is so perfect. A handsome and handsome man like me will definitely give the massage girl to the fans, and finally compose a song. Romantic and loving in a foreign country.

Jiang Yue was mentally prepared. After the door of the room was creaked and pushed open, he quickly leaned his body to the side of the door. The tilted head was supported in a cool manner.

Such a fascinating posture of not paying for one's life, will surely be able to take down the masseur in this room?

"Kakka"

The milky white door was completely opened, and the tall, dark male Thai local masseur standing outside the door was slightly taken aback at Jiang Yue, who was lying in this position, and then showed a clear smile on his face.

"Sir, now is my working time. If you want to develop a super friendship with me, you are welcome to contact me when I am off work."

"I am masseur No. 006, and my name is Basong Taiwaren. You are welcome to call."

Call your sister!

Can I stop the massage?

Unfortunately, Bao Jiangyue swallowed the curse words back into his mouth when he saw that the outside of the uniform of the same white short-sleeved masseuse of Basong was full of arms twice as thick as his small arms. .

I will endure.

"Sir, please lie down on the side of the bed with your head close to my side. Our massage work is about to begin?"

"As the saying goes, good communication is a good start for a professional Thai massage. After all, the next massage requires the sincere cooperation of you and me to complete it."

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Yue's heart suddenly rolled. What kind of massage requires the cooperation of two big men?

This doubt began after the other party did ten minutes of warm-up activities before helping him gently loosen his bones.

According to the request of the masseuse, Jiang Yue first performed a lotus position with his back facing up to the sky until his legs were curled and bent, and then... Basong grabbed Jiang Yue's legs and sat on it.

"Sir, this is to stretch the veins of your legs, do you feel the pain is refreshing?"

Who invented this shameful posture, Jiang Yue was almost dead.

Why are you sitting on my clam?

I want a pretty sister to do it!

Come, help!

It’s a pity that no one knows what his heart is. Bassoon on the opposite side turned **** over like a pancake, and let his guest bury his head in the pillow, and he assisted the other’s calf and directly placed it on it. He squatted on his knees.

If you don’t look closely, this is an unfinished old man’s cart. If you look carefully, this is still an unfinished...

Just when Jiang Yue was about to stop the stimulating activity quickly, Bassoon on the opposite side moved again. He pulled Jiang Yue’s legs in the middle, and stepped on Jiang Yue’s buttocks. Yue's arm was held backwards in Bassoon's hand, looking like a successful thief who had been stepped on his buttocks.

It's as pitiful as it is.

"Stop it!"

‘Ga Beng’er! ’

Jiang Yue's tendons were stretched in this way.

Ah, cool, Jiang Yue, who originally planned to stop, was overwhelmed by this fascinating and refreshing feeling. For the rest of the time, he honestly enjoyed the painful and shameful Thai massage service.

Until all the free gift time runs out...

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Zheng, who was on the scene of the Dubai Marathon, saw Jiang Yue in this state.

An agent with a demented expression waved at him stupidly, and then stopped two or three times as he headed towards the rest area to rub his old waist that was about to break.

Therefore, massage should be cautious and the content needs to be clear.

But now Gu Zheng has no extra time to pay attention to the strange reaction of his agent, because this time in Dubai, Gu Zheng, who has never been interested in, was surrounded by a crowd of dark people. NS.

"Gu, this is Diwa Caroney. We ran together last time in Tokyo and last time in Capital International."

"Gu, me too, do you remember me?"

Hehehe, all the athletes who came to say hello, Gu Zheng, nodded.

Hehehe, who are you, you all look the same, you should just ignore me as you did before, so I am embarrassed.

Gu Zheng was wondering why they showed such enthusiasm. Some of these people spoke first.

"Will you go to the World Championships this time? Is your ranking high enough?"

"Gu must be enough. This time he will definitely get the ticket to qualify for the Dubai race as long as he runs the entire race."

and many more? Your goal turned out to be this. Looking at the faces of these dark and faint Gu Zheng, there was an expression of contempt.

In order to be afraid of me and you robbing the ranking of the world's most prized tournament, you used this kind of heart attack tactics to relax me?

dream!

Gu Zheng, who was even more motivated, stepped into the race track in the golden sunlight.

Because of his previous world-class marathon results, Gu Zheng's starting position was very high.

He has surpassed other Asian players, and he is in the same square formation with a group of dark-skinned world-class players, just like a little red among the ten thousand green clusters...obviously.

"Gu Zheng, come on!"

A very obvious five-star red flag was raised from the spectator stand on the side of the track. It was Jiang Yue who had returned to normal, cheering for his friends who were fighting alone.

This time the Chinese contestant was the only one in the professional level, Gu Zheng.

In this race with all straights and no special road conditions, as long as you can quickly run back and forth, it is the greatest success.

This race is nicknamed the fastest marathon by people all over the world.

Because of the peculiarities of the track, the athletes will not be troubled by turns, U-shaped loops and changes in road sections. They can run to the end with their heads buried, turn back on the original road, and run back on the original road. Everything is as simple as that.

Very smooth, yet extremely exciting.

Because on the side of the coastal road, on the golden sandy beach, there are Arab local tyrants driving ATVs, holding leopards, and cheering for you.

On the other side of Binhai Avenue, there will be the fastest top luxury cars in the world, passing by one by one.

Constantly remind you of your poverty, thereby stimulating your hard work.

Because the difference between the champion and the runner-up turned out to be a full difference of $120,000.

This is not a short distance. For the'poor' athletes, it is a gap between the trench and the ground.

The champion has a net income of 200,000 US dollars after tax, but as the second place, there is 80,000 left.

What a heart-wrenching realization that makes the players who won the silver medal not happy.

As for Gu Zheng, accepting this kind of exciting starting gun, gave up the state of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. From the beginning, he took the level of his desperate time and rushed to the forefront of the phalanx.

...

Dubai, I am here. Before I came, I was a shy poor boy, but after I leave, I will become one of you little local tyrants.

Run, Gu Zheng who is short of money!

This Chinese man, wearing Li Ning's red and yellow sports vest, with the No. 008 plate, is using his own strength to conquer the Dubai Marathon.

"I'm going! Is Gu Zheng crazy?"

Director Bai was shocked as he watched the wind blow past him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ while praying that Gu Zheng would be able to work as hard as he is now in the Hercules Championship next weekend.

And Jiang Yue, who had just finished his crazy on the starting line, not only accepted the high feather crown made of the seven-color ostrich feathers of the Lebanese beauty next to him, but also rented an oil-green one from the beach tour bus rental spot on the side. The beach buggy, intends to bring Director Bai with him to catch up with Gu Zheng's progress.

'Da da da'

At this moment, the sound of a helicopter rang above Jiang Yue's head.

"Jiang Yue, my friend, do you need help? Oh, I'm late, where is my friend Gu Zheng? Has he already set off?"

It was Hamandan, sitting on his private sightseeing helicopter, coming to see Gu Zheng's demeanor.

It's just a little late.

However, seeing that the small flag waving towards Jiang Yue in Hamandan's hand, who was poking his head out of the helicopter at this time, was five-star, Jiang Yue tried his best to forgive him.

It's really on the road.