Chapter 159

Of course, Mo Wenting knew what Amy meant by "other businesses", so she couldn't help laughing: "you girl, I still underestimate you. I didn't expect you to make extra money."

While talking, the elevator had stopped and opened the door automatically.

Mo Wenting went out with Amy and knew she had come to the eleventh floor.

At this time, seeing guests patronizing, a young and slim waitress immediately came to receive Mo Wenting and Amy with a smile.

She took them to a large bath and said with a smile, "please take a bath first, and then go into the private room for massage. You can tell me anything you want. "

This is obviously a women's bath. Because Mo Wenting saw several women taking a bath in the bath.

But they don't seem to mind being seen by Mo Wenting and Amy. They are not surprised at their arrival. They are still focused on washing their bodies and completely ignore Mo Wenting and Amy.

But Mo Wenting is a young woman after all. Even if she has seen some big people, she still can't be as bold and calm as them.

In contrast, Amy is much more relaxed than Mo Wenting.

After putting her leather bag into the small wooden cabinet specially prepared for the guests in the nearby massage shop, she began to take off her skirt and clothes.

As she took off, she looked at Mo Wenting. When she found that Mo Wenting didn't move, she smiled and said, "ah Wen, what are you doing standing silly? Take off your clothes and take a bath with me in the pool. Do you still want the waitress to take it off for you? "

The waitress who brought them in just now was still standing upright beside them. It was obvious that she was ready to serve the guests at any time.

If Mo Wenting asks a waitress to take off her clothes, it is estimated that the other party will not refuse.

But what Mo Wenting meant was not that she wanted to be waited on like Amy said, but that she was afraid of being seen by the women in the pool. It was too embarrassing.

"Amy, there are others here. How sorry." Mo Wenting immediately said the scruples in her heart.

"What's the matter? We're all women, and we haven't seen it before. People don't lack what you have, so no one pays attention to you. You should open your heart a little, just like me. " Amy smiled and persuaded Mo Wenting.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wenting thought what Amy said seemed very reasonable.

She looked up at the women who were taking a bath in the pool and found that they really ignored them as just now. None of them looked at them. On the contrary, Mo Wenting was too worried.

Therefore, Mo Wenting no longer had so many scruples. She took off all the jewelry on her neck and ears, put it in her purse, began to take off her clothes, and then followed Amy into the pool to take a bath.

The water in the bath was very warm. As soon as she walked in, Mo Wenting felt very comfortable. Her skin seemed to drink enough water at once. Each cell stretched out, making her whole body full of vitality and relaxed.

No wonder Amy clamored to come here to play. It turned out to be so comfortable.

You know, it's just a bath. It's so pleasant before the massage.

Amy is really a girl who can play and enjoy.

It seems that Mo Wenting will have to learn more from her in the future to avoid wronging her so valuable life.

After all, Mo Wenting is also a rich woman now. She doesn't have to worry about money at all. Naturally, she should pursue a higher quality of life.

After Mo Wenting and Amy spent about half an hour in the bath, Amy said to Mo Wenting, "ah Wen, let's go up and enjoy the massage."

She said as she walked out of the bath, and Mo Wenting hurriedly followed her ashore.

At this time, the waitress who had been waiting by the pool had prepared a long and white dry bath towel for them to use to wipe the drops of water off their bodies.

Later, Mo Wenting was about to put on her clothes, but Amy stopped her: "ah Wen, don't hurry to get dressed. We have to go for a massage. After pressing it later, it's not too late to come back and pick up the clothes. "

As she spoke, she took a dry towel from the waitress and let Mo Wenting drape it over her body.

She also wore a towel and went directly to a large box in front of the bath.

Mo Wenting is unfamiliar with the process and rules here. She can only let Amy help her arrange it together.

I only heard Amy say to the waitress, "Miss, I'm going to choose a masseur. Take the register for me."

"OK." Not long after the waitress left the box, she immediately returned with a thick booklet in her hand.

Even if Mo Wenting hasn't been here, when she sees this booklet, she knows that it must record the names and ages of each masseur. Of course, it must be accompanied by photos for guests to choose.

Sure enough, when the waitress handed the register to Amy to open it, Mo Wenting stepped forward and looked at it. It recorded the information of each masseur in detail.

Amy soon chose the handsome and young masseur No. 38, and then asked Mo Wenting, "which do you like? Pick one, too. "

But now Mo Wenting had her own idea and said to Amy, "I don't want to choose a man, just a female masseur."

Amy seemed very surprised when she heard the speech. She immediately looked back at Mo Wenting, as if she were looking at some monster, with an incredible expression on her face.

"Arvin, let's play now, but it's the same as those men who go to nightclubs. Except for comrades, when have you seen male guests pick men? The masseuses here generally only serve male guests, not female guests. You'd better be frank and pick a masseur. Don't procrastinate any more. " Amy urges Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting didn't know the rules of the store, and of course she didn't know whether what Amy said was true or false.

But the first half of Amy's words can't fool Mo Wenting. Because of the situation in the nightclub, Mo Wenting still knows very well. What Amy said is also true. So Mo Wenting infers from this. For the time being, it's really good to believe the second half of what Amy said.

Therefore, Mo Wenting no longer hesitated and chose a young masseur whose number was 31.

After the waitress wrote down the numbers of the masseuse selected by Mo Wenting and Amy, she asked them to wait a minute. She went to inform the masseuse to come.