Chapter 29 The foot-pinching master
Su Wan did not continue this topic with Lin Shuang.
She tucked her naughty hair behind her ears and pointed across the road, "Here, I promised to help you find a location for the milk tea shop, Dasha Lin, are you satisfied with it?"
Lin Shuang looked in the direction of her finger and saw a two-story building standing there.
They had already walked out of the commercial street, but their location was not far from the entrance of the commercial street. When they turned around, they could still see the long queues in front of the popular stores.
Lin Shuang was speechless, "Wanwan, although this location is good, this building shouldn't be rented out, right?"
Lin Shuang had noticed this two-story building for a long time. After all, it stood on the only way to the commercial street.
The exterior of this building is particularly beautiful, with white walls and black tiles. It looks like it was uprooted from some ancient Jiangnan city and stood here again.
But he passed by several times and never saw this building open. Maybe it was a private residence.
With a mysterious look on her face, Su Wan dug into her pocket and took out a key.
"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"
It's like Fatty Blue took out a new prop from his pocket.
Appeared, it was Doraemon!
Lin Shuang was stunned, "Is this Wanwan's house?"
Su Wan pulled his sleeve and walked over, "No, it belongs to a distant relative and sister."
"Is this relative you are talking about really not you?"
"It's not like you don't know that my family only has a little money, how can we be so rich!"
"Is it too late to hug rich woman Wanwan's thigh?"
"Go away, you want to touch my thigh again, don't you?"
Su Wan raised her leg and wanted to step on Lin Shuang again. Lin quickly touched her thigh with both hands, turned around and ran away.
Wearing a simple black sweatshirt and tight jeans tonight, with the jeans wrapped around her plump thighs, she can compete with the black stockings.
Su Wan put one hand on her waist and waved the key in her hand towards him, "Where are you running, Dasha Lin? Is the key still in my hand?"
He sounded like Sun Wukong could never escape from the clutches of Tathagata Buddha.
What can Lin Shuangneng do?
Su Wan hooked her hand at him, and he had no choice but to walk over obediently.
Then he was stepped on hard by Su Wan, "How dare you run after you touched my legs!"
Lin Shuang grinned and protested, "You can step on me, but can you put on black stockings and high heels and step on me again?"
"Am I wearing it?"
"Aren't you wearing jeans with high heels? Where are my black stockings?"
Su Wan gave him a look of disgust, opened the door of the second-story building and walked in.
Lin Shuang also followed in and found that the house was empty, with only basic white walls, a set of tables and chairs, and almost nothing else.
Su Wan wiped the dust on the chair, sat down, and explained to him, "This is the house built by my distant relative and sister. I originally planned to open a flower shop, coffee shop or something."
Lin Shuang also sat down next to Su Wan and listened to her continue, "But that sister has been living abroad for a long time, so this house is vacant. I said I wanted to open a milk tea shop and try my hand at entrepreneurship, so I came over."< br>
Lin Shuang raised his head and looked around at the two-story building. The space was enough to open a milk tea shop. The second floor might also be reserved for his own use.
Moreover, the interior is empty, which leaves a lot of free space for decoration.
He hesitated and said, "The rent shouldn't be cheap, right?"
Su Wan immediately kicked him and said in a scolding tone, "Why are you and I talking about rent?"
"This is not your relative's house. You still have to give some money..."
Lin Shuang hugged the foot she kicked over.
Su Wan let him go, leaned back in the chair, and put her feet on his thigh, "We are all one family. It hurts our feelings to talk about money. Just hold my thigh tight."
Lin Shuang took off her high heels, held her feet in black stockings in her arms, and pinched her feet diligently. "Hold rich woman Wanwan's thighs tight! - Is this what you call black stockings? Black stockings can also be considered black stockings? I want to accuse you on behalf of the majority of black stocking lovers!"
Su Wan leaned on the table, supporting her face with her hands, and looked at him lazily, "Lin Dasha, could you unzip the zipper and take a look?"
She was talking about the zipper on the leg of the jeans. Lin Shuang tried to open it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
The calves inside the trousers are also covered in silky black stockings.
Good guy, are your trousers silky? Wearing stockings under jeans?
"What new trend is this?" Lin Shuang pinched her calf.
"Want to keep warm? It's still a bit cold when you wake up in the morning."
"Aren't you wearing it specifically for me to see?"
"Hey, Dasha Lin, you are really confident - hurry up and keep pressing my feet!"
Lin Shuang curled his lips and said, "How come I, a very good young man and the school boy of Huai University, have become your foot-pincher?"
Having said that, the movements of his hands did not stop.
Su Wan hummed softly, "It's an honor for you to touch this beautiful girl's feet - let's talk about business."
"Huh? What's the business?"
Where's the business? Is there anything more important than playing with the feet of a beautiful girl?
"Milk tea shop! How to decorate this shop! You don't plan to leave everything to me, do you?"
Su Wan looked like he was hopeless and put her feet into his arms and tapped his chest.
"Speaking of decoration - this is the promised land for an artistic genius like you, Wanwan! Please help me with the design plan!"
"I knew...you really just want to catch me and work for you for free!"
Lin put his fingers on the soles of her feet and rubbed them gently, "How can I work for nothing? Didn't I treat you to meat buns? I'm still pressing your feet. How can there be a boss who cares so much about his employees?"
"Hmm~ It's so itchy, don't poke there..."
Su Wan shrank into the chair like a shrimp.
Her face was as red as a shrimp that was about to be cooked.
Lin put more force on his hands, and with a groan, Su Wan kicked him to the ground along with the chair.
He lay stretched out on the ground, looking at the white-painted ceiling.
Then he put his fingers to his nose and took a breath.
Sure enough, every part of a beautiful girl is fragrant.
The beautiful girl Su Wan huddled in the chair and waited for a while before standing up again.
She put her feet wrapped in black stockings into high heels and walked up to Lin Shuang's head.
He put his hands on his waist and looked at him condescendingly.
"Lin Dasha, are you thinking that from this angle, it would be nice if I was wearing a skirt?"
"You can guess this? You are really the roundworm in my stomach, right?"
"Don't sound so disgusting, please!"
Su Wan laughed and stepped on his chest with her high heels, crushing him lightly. "You will be satisfied with your favorite black stockings and high heels."
"It sounds like I'm a pervert..."
Lin Shuang hugged her black stocking calf and squeezed it, "Let's talk about the milk tea shop again."
(End of chapter)