The entire foot massage hall of this foot massage hall is decorated in a classical style. In the quaint and elegant hall, a female piano player with a low head is concentrating on stroking the guzheng. The ethereal rhythm floats, and white smoke rises in a copper smoke furnace beside her, making the room filled with a faint smell of sandalwood.
From the moment I stepped into this foot massage parlor, the noise outside seemed to be thrown away, giving people a feeling of being in another time and space.
This is a place that combines foot massage and tea ceremony. Shen Wenqi did not order tea and just ordered a double room. Under the guidance of the waiter wearing a cheongsam, he held Jiang Yibai's soft jade hand and walked through the maze-like aisle and towards the private room.
Along the way, Shen Wenqi noticed that the door frame of each private room had a different name written on it. Unlike other places, the private room here is not a name like Xiangge, Pavilion, Xuan, etc., but uses the year name of ancient emperors.
The two of them saw all the Qing dynasties such as Jiaqing, Qianlong, Yongzheng, Kangxi, etc. Looking around, the decorative styles all follow the solemn, rich, delicate and luxurious style of the Qing Dynasty. The colors are also very complex. The paint paintings on the ceiling form a series of related stories, which really feels like walking on the Qing Palace.
After passing through the Qing Dynasty-style private room, I came to an inner hall, which was much smaller than the lobby when I entered the door. There were only three passages, one of which was the one from the two, and the other one was facing them, which should also be the location to the private room. However, the passage on the left was very dark and I didn’t know where it led.
The inner hall is surrounded by large sofas, and a huge statue of Maitreya Buddha is placed in the center. The incense is lit in front of the statue. The whole room is covered with smoke under the dim red spotlights. It seems that this place is for people to rest temporarily without a private room.
The mother and son followed the waiter and unknowingly passed through the inner hall. The style in front of him also changed. The reign titles of Ming Dynasty emperors such as Jingtai, Zhengtong, Xuande, and Hongxi came into view. The imitation of glazed tiles, red walls, white marble bases, and green dots and gold paintings formed a strong contrast and extremely beautiful visual effect, as if they were in the Ming Dynasty forbidden palace again.
Shen Wenqi was surprised. Unexpectedly, there was a world of inconspicuous foot massage parlor outside. He thought to himself: It seems that the boss here is an absolute historical fan, or he has a special hobby for ancient decoration.
It also aroused Jiang Yibai's curiosity along the way. She asked the waiter and learned that this company specializing in the service industry had many business projects. Each industry was distinguished by various dynasties in China. The Ming and Qing dynasties operated foot massage tea ceremony. As for the others, it belonged to other services, but it was not here.
Through the waiter's words, Shen Wenqi realized that the so-called other services must be very informative.
Anyone with some experience can understand it through the waiter's words.
However, the waiter is very good at observing his expressions. Today, when Shen Wenqi brought a female guest, he naturally would not mention such things.
The two were taken to a private room with the words "Chenghua". In the middle of the small space was a widened and larger hardwood antique soft couch, which was enough to fit the size of a double bed. There were two small stools in front of the couch, which were probably used for massage.
Needless to say, the decorative styles such as tables, tables, tables, calligraphy and paintings in the room are naturally typical Ming styles. The shape is elegant and peaceful but not dull. It is harmonious and majestic, following the style of advocating the beauty of simplicity and naturalness. However, each furniture is coated with thick paint, so it is impossible to see the material. It is because it is impossible to really use good wood such as rosewood and rosewood, so I have to use it to conceal it.
Shen Wenqi picked up a bottle from the Duobao Grid casually. After looking through it, he found that the signature was indeed during the Chenghua period. After looking closely, he saw that the body of the bottle was clean, pure glaze, elegant tone, and green glaze color.
With Shen Wenqi's eyesight, it can be seen that this is a imitation, but the imitation is quite particular, and the details are done well, which is quite flavorful.
Shen Wenqi couldn't help but admire the owner's meticulous thoughts. If each private room was decorated according to the age, wouldn't it be necessary to take care of these small details in full, and the expenses alone would be quite large.
Suddenly, Shen Wenqi became interested in this boss.
At this time, Jiang Yibai raised his head and exposed his snow-white neck and asked Shen Wenqi curiously: What is this for?
Shen Wenqi looked up and saw two wood grain booms installed on the ceiling facing the couch. He smiled and said: Oh, this is for stepping on the back.
Shen Wenqi glanced at Shen Wenqi and said: Little bad guy, are you here in such places in old age?
Of course not.
Shen Wenqi hurriedly defended: They are all very formal, absolutely nothing like what you think of.
Jiang Yibai tilted his head and smiled: What am I thinking?
Shen Wenqi was speechless for a while and wanted to hit him. Isn’t this a self-reporter?
While speaking, two masseurs wearing coarse cloth clothes on both sides walked in with two large wooden basins that were steaming. I don’t know what kind of Chinese medicine the brown medicine liquid in the basin was prepared. A refreshing and refreshing medicine came to my nose, making people feel refreshed.
Shen Wenqi smiled secretly. He thought that the masseur would also wear clothes from different dynasties to massage the guests, but he didn't expect that it was just ordinary coarse cloth clothes.
After the two masseuses entered the house, they put down their foot basins and looked at them, and then asked Shen Wenqi and his son to lie on the couch.
The moment he lay down, Shen Wenqi saw a hint of pride flashing on the face of the masseur sitting in front of Jiang Yibai.
Wait a moment!
Just as the masseur's hand was about to touch Jiang Yibai's small leather sandals, Shen Wenqi shouted.
What's wrong?
The masseur who was about to take off his shoes for Jiang Yibai was shocked by Shen Wenqi.
Shen Wenqi asked in a deep voice: Do you don’t have a female masseuse?
One of them replied: There are both men and women here, and usually female masseuses press male guests, and male masseuses press female guests.
But why are you both men?
Now there are many customers at this time, and there are not enough women. Moreover, the male masseuse is more vigorous and can press the acupoints...
What else did the masseur want to explain, but Shen Wenqi waved impatiently: No, you all go out.
How can this work? You have already paid the money. The two masseurs said in a look of embarrassment.
The money will be paid as you want, you can go out, we will leave ourselves when the time comes.
But……
What else did the man who was about to massage Jiang Yibai want to say? Shen Wenqi turned his head and narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shot on the masseur.
The masseur shivered suddenly, and instantly got goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Shen Wenqi in shock.
At this time, Shen Wenqi's eyes whirled strangely, emitting a strange light. The masseur's head suddenly turned blank, and he didn't know how he was pulled out of the room by another masseur.
snort!
Shen Wenqi looked at the disappearing backs of the two masseurs and sneered, saying, "I dared to come over to take advantage of my mother. I really don't know how the word "death" is written!
In just a short moment, Shen Wenqi used the spiritual skills in "The Great Art of the Daoxin Demon" to draw the masseur's three souls and seven spirits.
After he goes back to sleep, he will always look like a chaotic idiot.
Jiang Yibai kept curling his legs, tilted his head to look at Shen Wenqi with his arms and knees. After the two masseuses went out, she smiled so hard that her delicate body trembled and leaned back and forth.
Shen Wenqi turned his head and said a little embarrassedly: What's so funny? Jiang Yibai gasped and said: It turns out that my little villain is so jealous, I really haven't seen it before.
When Jiang Yibai said this, Shen Wenqi was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: Hey, mom, you didn’t look at the boy’s eyes just now.
Jiang Yibai smiled and said: I didn’t see anyone else, I only saw the eyes of a malicious little villain.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Shen Wenqi simply acted like a bachelor and said in a rough voice: Yes, how about I protect my food?No one can touch my dry food.
Jiang Yibai said coquettishly: Bah, who is your dry food? I’m not ashamed!
Shen Wenqi leaned over with a smile and said: Hehe, everything about Mom is mine, how can you let others touch Ah!
Seeing that Shen Wenqi was no longer serious, Jiang Yibai interrupted: If you don’t ask others to press, who will press Ah?
I'll do it!
Shen Wenqi sat in front of Jiang Yibai when he said this.
Jiang Yibai tilted his head and said: OK, look at your skills in massaging your feet.
Shen Wenqi rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves, made a gesture to the wooden basin and said: Ms. Jiang Yibai, you are satisfied with the young student, please raise your feet.
Without waiting for Jiang Yibai to react, he reached out and copied her two small leather sandals in his hand.
Jiang Yibai was grabbed by Shen Wenqi and his body suddenly leaned back, and his hands supported his body behind him, completely looking tempting as if he could pick it.
Holding his mother's leather boots in his hand, Shen Wenqi was very excited. He was still just passing through the boots. If he really held his mother's jade feet at this time, what would it feel like to be so ecstatic?
Thinking about the usual peeking at my mother's beautiful pair of jade feet, and now I can appreciate it openly and even play with it, Shen Wenqi became excited.
Shen Wenqi carefully took off the two pairs of cold leather shoes, and there was almost no resistance during this period. The two wearing white cotton socks, and the gentle and soft jade feet were held in Shen Wenqi's hand.
My mother's feet are so perfect. Her plump soles and moving arch curves make people feel palpitations after seeing them. The most wonderful thing is that a piece of white and tender calves is exposed between the socks and the slightly lifted skirt, which is even more confusing.
Shen Wenqi gently rolled up Jiang Yibai's socks, just like peeling off the skin of a lychee. The fresh and tender skin of her feet, which was as tender as jade, blew up to the moon that had penetrated the clouds, and appeared inch by Shen Wenqi's eyes.
After the socks were completely taken off, Shen Wenqi held Jiang Yibai's precious and valuable place in his palm and began to look at it carefully.
This is really a carefully crafted craft. Only the magical crafts of nature can create such a beautiful pair of jade feet. The pink soles are moist and smooth, and the five neat red and tender toes are combined together. The five nails like peach petals exudes an attractive flesh color. The toes and belly are full of flesh, and the skin on the instep is so white and smooth that Shen Wenqi is fascinated by it.
At this moment, Shen Wenqi's every move became very careful, as if he would break the pair of babies by accident.
After a while, Shen Wenqi exclaimed: Mom, why are your feet so tender and don’t even have calluses?
Jiang Yibai was held by Shen Wenqi and bit her lower lip shyly without saying a word. When Shen Wenqi asked again, her face turned red: I don’t like wearing high heels, so I didn’t get any polish.
Mom, what size is your foot?
36！
Wow... What a delicate foot, it's really beautiful. Why is my mother's jade feet so white, tender and smooth, just like a work of art!
While complimenting, Shen Wenqi held Jiang Yibai's feet and looked at them carefully.
Jiang Yibai was a little uneasy by Shen Wenqi, and her little feet couldn't help but curl up, and said with a blushing face: Qi'er, it's okay to say it, you'd better go find a female masseuse. Shen Wenqi exaggeratedly hugged Jiang Yibai's feet in his arms and said: How can that be? Whoever dares to touch these beautiful feet now will be anxious. This is mine.
Jiang Yibai smiled and said: Little bad guy, you like your mother's feet so much, so I will let you sleep with your feet held on your back every day from now on.
Shen Wenqi said happily: Really?Don't regret Ah.
Hate!
Jiang Yibai said coquettishly and began to retract his legs and wanted to remove his feet from Shen Wenqi's clutches.
However, he didn't expect that Shen Wenqi would pull out even more. After this movement, the long skirt curled up. Most of his round, slender, snow-white and smooth thighs were exposed to the air. From Shen Wenqi's perspective, he could even vaguely see a small white cloth piece through his legs.
From the moment I stepped into this foot massage parlor, the noise outside seemed to be thrown away, giving people a feeling of being in another time and space.
This is a place that combines foot massage and tea ceremony. Shen Wenqi did not order tea and just ordered a double room. Under the guidance of the waiter wearing a cheongsam, he held Jiang Yibai's soft jade hand and walked through the maze-like aisle and towards the private room.
Along the way, Shen Wenqi noticed that the door frame of each private room had a different name written on it. Unlike other places, the private room here is not a name like Xiangge, Pavilion, Xuan, etc., but uses the year name of ancient emperors.
The two of them saw all the Qing dynasties such as Jiaqing, Qianlong, Yongzheng, Kangxi, etc. Looking around, the decorative styles all follow the solemn, rich, delicate and luxurious style of the Qing Dynasty. The colors are also very complex. The paint paintings on the ceiling form a series of related stories, which really feels like walking on the Qing Palace.
After passing through the Qing Dynasty-style private room, I came to an inner hall, which was much smaller than the lobby when I entered the door. There were only three passages, one of which was the one from the two, and the other one was facing them, which should also be the location to the private room. However, the passage on the left was very dark and I didn’t know where it led.
The inner hall is surrounded by large sofas, and a huge statue of Maitreya Buddha is placed in the center. The incense is lit in front of the statue. The whole room is covered with smoke under the dim red spotlights. It seems that this place is for people to rest temporarily without a private room.
The mother and son followed the waiter and unknowingly passed through the inner hall. The style in front of him also changed. The reign titles of Ming Dynasty emperors such as Jingtai, Zhengtong, Xuande, and Hongxi came into view. The imitation of glazed tiles, red walls, white marble bases, and green dots and gold paintings formed a strong contrast and extremely beautiful visual effect, as if they were in the Ming Dynasty forbidden palace again.
Shen Wenqi was surprised. Unexpectedly, there was a world of inconspicuous foot massage parlor outside. He thought to himself: It seems that the boss here is an absolute historical fan, or he has a special hobby for ancient decoration.
It also aroused Jiang Yibai's curiosity along the way. She asked the waiter and learned that this company specializing in the service industry had many business projects. Each industry was distinguished by various dynasties in China. The Ming and Qing dynasties operated foot massage tea ceremony. As for the others, it belonged to other services, but it was not here.
Through the waiter's words, Shen Wenqi realized that the so-called other services must be very informative.
Anyone with some experience can understand it through the waiter's words.
However, the waiter is very good at observing his expressions. Today, when Shen Wenqi brought a female guest, he naturally would not mention such things.
The two were taken to a private room with the words "Chenghua". In the middle of the small space was a widened and larger hardwood antique soft couch, which was enough to fit the size of a double bed. There were two small stools in front of the couch, which were probably used for massage.
Needless to say, the decorative styles such as tables, tables, tables, calligraphy and paintings in the room are naturally typical Ming styles. The shape is elegant and peaceful but not dull. It is harmonious and majestic, following the style of advocating the beauty of simplicity and naturalness. However, each furniture is coated with thick paint, so it is impossible to see the material. It is because it is impossible to really use good wood such as rosewood and rosewood, so I have to use it to conceal it.
Shen Wenqi picked up a bottle from the Duobao Grid casually. After looking through it, he found that the signature was indeed during the Chenghua period. After looking closely, he saw that the body of the bottle was clean, pure glaze, elegant tone, and green glaze color.
With Shen Wenqi's eyesight, it can be seen that this is a imitation, but the imitation is quite particular, and the details are done well, which is quite flavorful.
Shen Wenqi couldn't help but admire the owner's meticulous thoughts. If each private room was decorated according to the age, wouldn't it be necessary to take care of these small details in full, and the expenses alone would be quite large.
Suddenly, Shen Wenqi became interested in this boss.
At this time, Jiang Yibai raised his head and exposed his snow-white neck and asked Shen Wenqi curiously: What is this for?
Shen Wenqi looked up and saw two wood grain booms installed on the ceiling facing the couch. He smiled and said: Oh, this is for stepping on the back.
Shen Wenqi glanced at Shen Wenqi and said: Little bad guy, are you here in such places in old age?
Of course not.
Shen Wenqi hurriedly defended: They are all very formal, absolutely nothing like what you think of.
Jiang Yibai tilted his head and smiled: What am I thinking?
Shen Wenqi was speechless for a while and wanted to hit him. Isn’t this a self-reporter?
While speaking, two masseurs wearing coarse cloth clothes on both sides walked in with two large wooden basins that were steaming. I don’t know what kind of Chinese medicine the brown medicine liquid in the basin was prepared. A refreshing and refreshing medicine came to my nose, making people feel refreshed.
Shen Wenqi smiled secretly. He thought that the masseur would also wear clothes from different dynasties to massage the guests, but he didn't expect that it was just ordinary coarse cloth clothes.
After the two masseuses entered the house, they put down their foot basins and looked at them, and then asked Shen Wenqi and his son to lie on the couch.
The moment he lay down, Shen Wenqi saw a hint of pride flashing on the face of the masseur sitting in front of Jiang Yibai.
Wait a moment!
Just as the masseur's hand was about to touch Jiang Yibai's small leather sandals, Shen Wenqi shouted.
What's wrong?
The masseur who was about to take off his shoes for Jiang Yibai was shocked by Shen Wenqi.
Shen Wenqi asked in a deep voice: Do you don’t have a female masseuse?
One of them replied: There are both men and women here, and usually female masseuses press male guests, and male masseuses press female guests.
But why are you both men?
Now there are many customers at this time, and there are not enough women. Moreover, the male masseuse is more vigorous and can press the acupoints...
What else did the masseur want to explain, but Shen Wenqi waved impatiently: No, you all go out.
How can this work? You have already paid the money. The two masseurs said in a look of embarrassment.
The money will be paid as you want, you can go out, we will leave ourselves when the time comes.
But……
What else did the man who was about to massage Jiang Yibai want to say? Shen Wenqi turned his head and narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shot on the masseur.
The masseur shivered suddenly, and instantly got goosebumps all over his body. He looked at Shen Wenqi in shock.
At this time, Shen Wenqi's eyes whirled strangely, emitting a strange light. The masseur's head suddenly turned blank, and he didn't know how he was pulled out of the room by another masseur.
snort!
Shen Wenqi looked at the disappearing backs of the two masseurs and sneered, saying, "I dared to come over to take advantage of my mother. I really don't know how the word "death" is written!
In just a short moment, Shen Wenqi used the spiritual skills in "The Great Art of the Daoxin Demon" to draw the masseur's three souls and seven spirits.
After he goes back to sleep, he will always look like a chaotic idiot.
Jiang Yibai kept curling his legs, tilted his head to look at Shen Wenqi with his arms and knees. After the two masseuses went out, she smiled so hard that her delicate body trembled and leaned back and forth.
Shen Wenqi turned his head and said a little embarrassedly: What's so funny? Jiang Yibai gasped and said: It turns out that my little villain is so jealous, I really haven't seen it before.
When Jiang Yibai said this, Shen Wenqi was a little embarrassed and quickly explained: Hey, mom, you didn’t look at the boy’s eyes just now.
Jiang Yibai smiled and said: I didn’t see anyone else, I only saw the eyes of a malicious little villain.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Shen Wenqi simply acted like a bachelor and said in a rough voice: Yes, how about I protect my food?No one can touch my dry food.
Jiang Yibai said coquettishly: Bah, who is your dry food? I’m not ashamed!
Shen Wenqi leaned over with a smile and said: Hehe, everything about Mom is mine, how can you let others touch Ah!
Seeing that Shen Wenqi was no longer serious, Jiang Yibai interrupted: If you don’t ask others to press, who will press Ah?
I'll do it!
Shen Wenqi sat in front of Jiang Yibai when he said this.
Jiang Yibai tilted his head and said: OK, look at your skills in massaging your feet.
Shen Wenqi rolled up his arms and rolled up his sleeves, made a gesture to the wooden basin and said: Ms. Jiang Yibai, you are satisfied with the young student, please raise your feet.
Without waiting for Jiang Yibai to react, he reached out and copied her two small leather sandals in his hand.
Jiang Yibai was grabbed by Shen Wenqi and his body suddenly leaned back, and his hands supported his body behind him, completely looking tempting as if he could pick it.
Holding his mother's leather boots in his hand, Shen Wenqi was very excited. He was still just passing through the boots. If he really held his mother's jade feet at this time, what would it feel like to be so ecstatic?
Thinking about the usual peeking at my mother's beautiful pair of jade feet, and now I can appreciate it openly and even play with it, Shen Wenqi became excited.
Shen Wenqi carefully took off the two pairs of cold leather shoes, and there was almost no resistance during this period. The two wearing white cotton socks, and the gentle and soft jade feet were held in Shen Wenqi's hand.
My mother's feet are so perfect. Her plump soles and moving arch curves make people feel palpitations after seeing them. The most wonderful thing is that a piece of white and tender calves is exposed between the socks and the slightly lifted skirt, which is even more confusing.
Shen Wenqi gently rolled up Jiang Yibai's socks, just like peeling off the skin of a lychee. The fresh and tender skin of her feet, which was as tender as jade, blew up to the moon that had penetrated the clouds, and appeared inch by Shen Wenqi's eyes.
After the socks were completely taken off, Shen Wenqi held Jiang Yibai's precious and valuable place in his palm and began to look at it carefully.
This is really a carefully crafted craft. Only the magical crafts of nature can create such a beautiful pair of jade feet. The pink soles are moist and smooth, and the five neat red and tender toes are combined together. The five nails like peach petals exudes an attractive flesh color. The toes and belly are full of flesh, and the skin on the instep is so white and smooth that Shen Wenqi is fascinated by it.
At this moment, Shen Wenqi's every move became very careful, as if he would break the pair of babies by accident.
After a while, Shen Wenqi exclaimed: Mom, why are your feet so tender and don’t even have calluses?
Jiang Yibai was held by Shen Wenqi and bit her lower lip shyly without saying a word. When Shen Wenqi asked again, her face turned red: I don’t like wearing high heels, so I didn’t get any polish.
Mom, what size is your foot?
36！
Wow... What a delicate foot, it's really beautiful. Why is my mother's jade feet so white, tender and smooth, just like a work of art!
While complimenting, Shen Wenqi held Jiang Yibai's feet and looked at them carefully.
Jiang Yibai was a little uneasy by Shen Wenqi, and her little feet couldn't help but curl up, and said with a blushing face: Qi'er, it's okay to say it, you'd better go find a female masseuse. Shen Wenqi exaggeratedly hugged Jiang Yibai's feet in his arms and said: How can that be? Whoever dares to touch these beautiful feet now will be anxious. This is mine.
Jiang Yibai smiled and said: Little bad guy, you like your mother's feet so much, so I will let you sleep with your feet held on your back every day from now on.
Shen Wenqi said happily: Really?Don't regret Ah.
Hate!
Jiang Yibai said coquettishly and began to retract his legs and wanted to remove his feet from Shen Wenqi's clutches.
However, he didn't expect that Shen Wenqi would pull out even more. After this movement, the long skirt curled up. Most of his round, slender, snow-white and smooth thighs were exposed to the air. From Shen Wenqi's perspective, he could even vaguely see a small white cloth piece through his legs.
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