Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 691 - 665: Strict Interrogation or Playful Resistance, Heh

But once she went inside and saw the stunning beauty in the misty steam, Qian couldn’t resist her desires; her hands and eyes were directly glued to him. It’s not Qian’s fault for being so infatuated, it’s all because Xiaoqiang had such a good figure, instantly surpassing international male models. His solid muscles, smooth lines paired with a perfect figure, along with those mischievous, teasing glances, made it too much of a loss not to take advantage. Qian was a woman who always followed her needs; she would never do something that didn’t benefit her.

So this gag about delivering clothes became a routine, and once she went in, it was impossible to just leave right away.

The act of handing over clean clothes, such a simple yet warm thing, used to happen once every few months, but now they were about to live together day in and day out, so this once rare warmth could often be experienced, making Qian’s heart a bit warm.

However, this warmth lasted less than three seconds. She knocked on the bathroom door, it opened instantly, and a pair of robust arms dragged her inside, then the door was closed at lightning speed.

He was bare-chested, with a towel wrapped around his waist, and another tied on his head? What’s he planning, going to steal landmines?

"Did water get into your brain?"

What kind of peculiar look is this? How many more antics does he have up his sleeve?

"No, I am now a heterosex spa therapist. Miss, do you need any service?" He smiled wickedly.

Seeing Yu Minglang’s annoying demeanor, Qian’s mind immediately floated with a big capital "Haha."

Good job, Teng Shuixian! What happened to the deep sisterhood? How dare you betray me!

Look at Yu Minglang, the Asian Vinegar King, with this sour expression. Although he used the standard service industry lingo, that sour face was so intense it could brew Laba vinegar. What kind of heterosex spa therapist talks to clients in this tone? Guaranteed not to earn a single cent.

No, no, he’ll definitely be complained about, definitely will!

"Of course, service is needed... The question is, dressed like this, can you fool the consumers? I wouldn’t pay you a penny looking like a scrub worker."

"Chen Xiaomei, your ideological awareness is getting lower and lower. I think you’ve been brainwashed by evil capitalism. Your lifestyle needs correction, or it will cause trouble sooner or later! You even dared to consider such services! I just probed a bit, and you’ve already shown your true colors!"

Now is the time for reckoning, the Asian Vinegar King is online, and no one can stop him!

Qian only guessed the beginning, but couldn’t foresee the ending.

She thought Yu Minglang dragged her inside, he would use the same routine as before numerous times, flipping her one way then another, the bathtub one moment, the wall another, then the sink again~

But today was different. The Vinegar King had a white towel tied on his head akin to a northern Shaanxi farmer, and a scarf wrapped around his waist. In his imagination, Lang had already become one of those heterosex spa men under the guise of serving women, commonly known as gigolos.

In Qian’s eyes, Yu Minglang was just a handsome version of a northern Shaanxi farmer. What he thought and what she thought should be the gap between a Taobao seller’s showcase and a buyer’s showcase, separated by the disparity of silent tears from men and women.

"Come on, explain to big brother, who told you about this heterosex spa, which clubs in Lishi offer this service, spill to big brother. I don’t mind reporting it with real names, it’s too much, corrupting my wife!" Yu Minglang started his reckoning.

"I just heard them mention it casually. Last time, there was a consultant who was a rich woman, she invited me—"

"Which rich woman is so shameless? Tell me! I’ll immediately go have a talk about life with her husband! Comrade Chen Xiaomei, did you spit on her face, proclaim you are the successor of socialism, a proud member of the Young Pioneers, and can’t engage in such filthy business!" Lang was furious, this was intolerable!

Men go to such debauched places for socializing, why do women need to engage in such public relations?

"I have the real deal at home, why would I find that stuff outside? Who out there can be as fierce as my ’Seven Times Lang’? Haha."

What’s she thinking! She hasn’t even pursued him changing her phonebook name to such a bizarre title!

Since this brat wants to settle accounts with her, Qian also wants to chat about his unauthorized changes to her phonebook.

Come on, let’s hurt each other!

"You even want to compare me to those things?!" Lang was really angry.

"I’m just thinking about it, not actually committing a lifestyle error. I’m just thinking, but you took real action and changed my phone name. Do you know how crumbling Shui Xian’s gaze was at me today?"

Having a capable man is something to secretly celebrate behind closed doors, but this fool is so boastful. If not stopped, Qian suspects his next step might be messing with her phone’s ringtone!

This fool, obtaining a certificate and wanting to boast to the whole world, recording something like "My wife is pretty, slim, and great" as her phone’s ringtone, what then!

Qian now looked at the Erha and felt he was capable of doing anything, his emotional quotient was negatively boundless!

"Changing titles is just a small lifestyle charm, but Chen Xiaomei, under the influence of these rich ladies, thinking about these things is wrong! Although I know you just think about it, wouldn’t actually practice it, you can’t even think about it! Can you be the same as them? Their husbands are out all the time, bodies worn out, only a few times a year, look at my robust muscles, these smooth lines, these—"

"Together weighing four pounds of egg and ham sausage?" Qian swore she wasn’t intentionally sidetracking, but seeing him being so seriously jealous, she just couldn’t hold back.

Yu Minglang’s arduously gathered anger points were deflated by the four-pound gag. This bad girl, does she plan to chant the four-pound matter for a lifetime?

How could it be that heavy!

Wait a minute, now’s not the time to be led astray pondering how heavy these things are, there’s serious talk—spa, and heterosex at that!

So he put on a serious face, adopting the expression used when doing ideological work.

"Chen Xiaomei, you must have a correct understanding of your social position. You’re now a person with a husband, how can you mingle with those rich ladies? Always pondering these mindless things! Also, confess this special service matter! Explain it all to me!"

Look at what this restless circle of rich women has done to his gentle (?) Mei!

"You really want to know?"

"Honesty leads to leniency!"

"What if I resist?"

"Directly... Haha!"

"Alright, you want to know, let me give you a free lesson then. Although I haven’t done it before, I’ve heard them talk about it. This heterosex spa, there’re clean ones and dirty ones, which one do you want to hear about?"

She leaned against the sink, her fingers skimming across his handsome face.

His Adam’s apple slid up and down, "Pick what I want to hear!"