Chapter 11 Throw a hug?

At this moment, Pan Hongsheng has focused on the Yangzhou fried rice on the buffet table.

As a buffet in the bathing center, Pan Hongsheng doesn't expect it to be delicious. As long as he can be full, he fucking finds that this is not a problem of being full at all, but a matter of whether he is full or not.

After Shennong tasted Baicao, Pan Hongsheng finally came to the conclusion that he would have three bowls before Yangzhou fried rice was finished. As for the follow-up work, it was completely handed over to all kinds of fruits and edamame.

Of course, Pan Hongsheng, who can't live without meat, also tried to pick up a few chopsticks, elbows and fat intestines, but it is obviously used as a decoration. Pan Hongsheng can not only fade out of his mouth, but also has a sour smell.

It's just a bathing center. Do you still expect to eat the Man-Han Banquet here? No one cares about this!

"Brother Pan, it's almost time. You can go and have a look. It's about to start." With the food in his mouth, the little brother at the front desk sent the old six three people in and came to the buffet room and said to Pan Hongsheng.

This animal seems to think that Pan Hongsheng is a rich second generation. He looks young all day long but comes to take a shower every day.

Originally, he thought that this he was really taking a shower, but slowly he felt that something was wrong. Can't he wash it at home? This boy must want to find the young girl who is embarrassed.

"En, I'll be right there." Pan Hongsheng pulled the rice from his mouth and hurried out.

"Doesn't it usually start at 9:00 p.m.? Why does it start at eight o'clock today? Pan Hongsheng looked at the table in the corridor and asked.

"Well, it's not a recent matter. Our boss adjusted the time exactly one hour ago, and changed it from 2:30 at night to one o'clock after work." The young man at the front desk sighed and said.

If the working hours are reduced, the salary will definitely be directly linked to the reduction.

"It's good. Go to bed early." After making a boring joke, Pan Hongsheng walked to the hall familiarly.

The whole hall can be said to be the most luxurious place on the golden beach. After all, such a place close to the countryside can't be too advanced. After all, it is mainly faced by ordinary people and college students who occasionally squander.

The clear red wall tiles and dim yellow light make the whole hall have an ambiguous smell, with more than 30 single beds in a row of four, extending far away.

However, there are indeed people who listen to the duet, but most people are drunk and don't care about two. Between the legs, taking advantage of the night black man silently massages the young lady's white and tender hands, and occasionally contact with the seductive chest from time to time seems so subtle and frustrating.

Pan Hongsheng did not have the habit of wearing a bath towel. After all, the baby knew that he was still a baby, and his self-gruling ability was not very good. He didn't want to make a strange shape of the disposable underwear sent by others. He put on his own clothes and lay down comfortably in the position where he had been lying down.

The position is very good. On the side of the penultimate row against the wall, there are about a dozen or twenty people who usually look at the Errenzhuan, and in order to see the beautiful legs in front of them, they can't wait to sit on the table. Only Pan Hongsheng is so backward.

However, Pan Hongsheng's eyes, not to mention the white legs, I guess he gave the opportunity to see what color thongs he was wearing.

"Brother Pan, are you still looking for No. 8?" Although it was only past eight o'clock, Pan Hongsheng also saw that the first few people had begun to sit and wait. At this time, a little girl in blue waiter's clothes came over, with sky-blue clothes, skirts and black stockings. Although she was average-looking, she was still very attractive in this light.

"Well, let's do it on the eighth." After taking a sip of the little girl's poured water, Pan Hongsheng nodded and said.

"I went to press it for someone else on the 8th today. Do you think it's a different person?" The little girl said timidly.

"What's your number?" Pan Hongsheng raised her eyelids. Pan Hongsheng, the woman in the place of the wind and snow, would not care too much. The reason why she kept looking for No. 8 was that she felt that No. 8 was good, so she didn't have time to change it.

"I'm No. 14." The little girl showed an expression that she was so shy that she was an old man and wanted to go up.

"Then you!" Pan Hongsheng closed his eyes and then slowly relaxed.

Many girls in this kind of bathing place come from one place. No matter how pure and cute they are, they have been harmed by the boss here.

It's the same. A down-to-earth girl who will come to this place to give people stinky feet.

Pan Hongsheng enjoyed it comfortably. People around him didn't care too much. Although there was a no-smoking sign in the whole hall, there were basically unconscious people smoking every time he came. Pan Hongsheng didn't care too much. At this time, he suddenly heard a cold voice on the right.

"Sir, didn't you see that it says no smoking?"

What number is this? Pan Hongsheng subconsciously opened his eyes and found that it was a woman who came to massage.

Although the light is not good, Pan Hongsheng can still see that the woman has been dead for two years after graduating from college. Although she tried her best to hide the beauty and innocence between her eyebrows, she was still seen by Pan Hongsheng.

Woman, no, Pan Hongsheng will talk about girls after reading it.

The girl is not good-looking, but her double eyelids and big eyes are still durable. The only shortcoming is that she is not white, at least it is very different from many white and tender girls that Pan Hongsheng has seen.

At first glance, she is a wild woman, no, girl.

After directly defining, Pan Hongsheng did not look at the other party and continued to close his eyes.

For a woman who comes to such a place alone to have fun, he still has no interest, but just pricks up one ear to listen to the smoker reply.

"No smoking? Where is it?" The old man was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he was surprised by the girl beside him. He subconsciously said something, and then when he saw the smoking sign, he said something embarrassing to extinguish the cigarette butt.

"There is no quality." The girl whispered that Pan Hongsheng heard it, but the old man certainly didn't hear it.

"Little sister, do you come here to play alone?" The old man obviously deliberately put his mind on the girl beside Pan Hongsheng, because Pan Hongsheng heard that she had a desire to ride on ** and conquer it.

"Well, relax." The girl answered insipidly, and Pan Hongsheng did not notice any change in the other party's voice, as if he was fearless.

"Yo, where are you going to relax after watching? Why don't you take you to a place to relax?" The middle-aged man was happy, and then suddenly moved his body to the left, sticking to the bedside, and could reach the girl as soon as he reached out.

"I'm sick!" The girl frowned, and then took a look at Pan Hongsheng, who didn't say a word and half squinted. She didn't know what she muttered in her mouth, and then leaned towards Pan Hongsheng's bed.