My name is Wang Qiang. I am a blind masseuse.

In fact, the world of the blind is not black, because there is no color for the blind. In my eyes, the world is nothingness. Only when both hands touch things all the time can they bring me some sense of security.

Therefore, I will always hold a crutch in my hand.

This crutch was left to me before my grandfather died. I have never seen my grandfather's appearance. He said that I was blind because the cause and effect on my back was so heavy that I had to seal my eyes to save my life.

He also said that he would do more good deeds in the future, and one day he would see the light again, when he said that if I regained the light, I could not tell anyone about it.

Otherwise, there will be a great disaster.

Of course, I have been taking this matter as a nonsense joke. I am already nineteen years old, and my eyes are still empty.

"Xiaoqiang, there is a big order. Will you take it or not?"

Hong Jie's voice came, I do not know how old Hong Jie is, but her voice is really charming, every time I hear it, there is a feeling of soft heart, which always makes people fantasize.

"what's the matter?

Do you want door-to-door service? "

Every time Sister Hong said this, it was because of the door-to-door list, otherwise, in this massage shop, she would not ask for my opinion, but would directly give me a serial number.

"Yes, big boss, still a woman, including a round trip fee of five thousand at a time."

She said succinctly.

Five thousand?!

I was short of breath. What's the concept of five thousand?

This is half a month's salary!

But,

Most of the female bosses like this are greasy middle-aged fat women who can pinch out oil with a pinch of their hands. what is even more frightening is that this kind of woman smells like dead rats, which is really disgusting.

However, the temptation of five thousand is so great that once she has any request, she explicitly refuses it.

"OK, I'll go,"

At the same time, I will try to pick up the crutch next to the chair and accidentally come across something soft.

Patter, a pair of tender hands beat my hand down.

"Dead Xiaoqiang, dare to take advantage of my mother?"

Sister Hong's voice seemed to be mixed with wheezing, and there was no meaning of blame in her words. instead, it seemed to me to be full of flirtation. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to me, "you don't know I'm blind. I just wanted to take a crutch."

At the same time, when I heard Sister Hong's cry, I suddenly had an inexplicable idea, Sister Hong.

You're not interested in me, are you?

But after thinking about it, this is impossible. After all, Hong Jie is so rich, how can she think of the last blind man? one of the three delusions of a man is that "she likes me."

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"take it!"

A familiar crutch was forced into my arms, and before I could recover, a pair of soft people took me by the hand and pulled toward the front.

"Don't let other customers worry,"

When he got on the bus, the familiar smell of smoke came, and the smelly middle-aged driver made a duck-like voice with the voice of an old smoker: "Xiaoqiang, whether your crutches are for sale, I'll give you 500000 for it."

"not for sale."

I don't know how many times I rejected his words. Every time he wanted his grandfather's crutch, but it was my grandfather's only relic. How could I sell it?

I got to the place soon.

"Xiaoqiang, this is a big client. You have to take good care of her. There may be extra income."

There is something ambiguous in her words. Take good care of her.

The masseuse just presses the massage and pushes the oil. How else can I serve?

Can I drill a rat hole?

Sister Hong left, and I groped my way into the door. From the touch of the door, I knew that the family was by no means ordinary, because her door had a thick, strong feeling and pushed it a little hard.

If an ordinary family, basically are hollow alloy doors, and she this ….

To tell you the truth, it feels a little hard, but it doesn't feel cold.

Solid wooden door?

He is indeed a rich man.

When he entered the door, a cold wind was blowing in his face, followed by a soft voice: "are you Wang Qiang?"

Yo, I don't see it. He's still a handsome guy. "

When I heard the sound, my face was a little hot, and compared to her frivolity, I felt like a nestling at the moment.

Because, from the voice alone, I can roughly tell the beauty and ugliness of people. Fat people have an open voice, and many of them are Lori or rather rough, but if you can tell the details from some pitch.

And in front of this kind of gentle, usually twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old women.

"that.

That's right. I'm Wang Qiang. "

I am a little embarrassed, because before the massage is basically some empty and lonely old women, have not come into contact with this kind of pretty girl.

"Ha ha,"

She chuckled, probably because I was shy.

"so, young lady, why don't we get started?"

I think I want to save the situation. After all, I have been a veteran cadre who has been immersed in this way for a long time. If I am led by the nose by a woman, what is it like?

"all right,"

She led me to a room.

Her hands are soft and boneless.

"I've already lay down.

Handsome boy. "

Hearing the words, my heart swung, and then I stretched out my hand and pressed it on her.