mtl008 Chapter 332 Wen Siyu
Chapter 332 Wen Siyu
Tang An Ning, Luo Baozhu and three other people had a wonderful time at the princess's mansion and several streets.
The few of them were having so much fun that if it hadn't been for the snow reminding them that it was winter, they would have forgotten to go back.
When going out today, Luo Baozhu picked out a four-seater sports car from Tang Anning's garage.
Tang An Ning yawned: "We've been running all day, are you tired?"
Wang Zijian nodded, feeling so sleepy that he wanted to fall to the ground and sleep: "Tired."
Tang Haipeng was already snoring softly.
Luo Baozhu was in high spirits: "You three were thieves last night. Why are you so sleepy?"
When Wang Zijian mentioned this, he wanted to complain: "You went to bed early yesterday. An Ning and I were planning to go to bed after playing two games, but do you know what happened?"
Luo Baozhu became interested: "What happened?"
Wang Zijian was speechless: "Wasn't An Ning's live broadcast quite popular some time ago? Didn't a few of us give An Ning a lot of gifts near the end? It even became a hot topic."
Luo Baozhu nodded, that was the case.
Wang Zijian had a speechless look on his face. "There was someone who sent me messages for several days in a row. He cursed me dozens of times every day. The general meaning was that I had so much money but I didn't donate it to poor mountainous areas but had to give it to an internet celebrity. I was so sorry to the heavens, the earth and my ancestors. What's wrong with me?"
Tang Haipeng woke up in a daze: "Old Wang was so angry that we opened a few accounts to scold each other."
Luo Baozhu was curious: "Lao Tang and I also sent it. Were we also scolded?"
Tang Anning smiled and said, "Among the four of us, only Wang Zijian allows others to chat privately."
Tang Haipeng and Luo Baozhu are not allowed to chat privately all year round. As for Tang Anning, no one knows her number yet.
Her White Cat short video account is public, but she also has many small accounts used to post videos.
Luo Baozhu laughed gloatingly: "Old Wang, you are unlucky."
Wang Zijian rolled his eyes in anger.
After driving for a while, Tang Anning and his friends felt sleepy again.
"Let me see, it's 5pm... How about we go wash our feet? After washing our feet, have a massage and eat something?"
Tang An Ning hadn't enjoyed a massage for a few days, so she nodded and said, "Mr. Wang should be familiar with this. Find us a clean shop."
Wang Zijian snapped his fingers and said, "Leave it to me."
Then, under Wang Zijian's navigation, Luo Baozhu drove the car to a high-end health club.
It is said to be a health club, but in fact it is a group of villas.
Tang An Ning took a rough look. There were about 80 villas in this villa complex. Each villa included all-inclusive food, drink, and entertainment. Some villas were elegant and unique, some were scholarly and literary, and some were magnificent. The decoration styles and scenery were all different.
A man dressed as a manager respectfully welcomed Wang Zijian and his three companions in.
"Is this the famous Pengpai Health Club?"
Tang Anning asked.
The Pengpai Health Club is the top private health club in Chang'an. It is not clear why Tang Anning has never had much contact with the top health club. It is just that only VIP members can enter here. A membership card costs 66 yuan, and the minimum consumption is 20 yuan.
Wang Zijian hummed and said, "I haven't used the card I got last year yet. I just happened to use it up today."
The manager brought them to a magnificent villa. Tang An Ning took a quick look around and decided to choose the movie room as the place for foot soaking and massage.
The package had more choices. Wang Zijian recommended a full body treatment. Tang Anning was more concerned about people other than the system bionic man touching her private parts. In addition, they planned to go to the night market in the Princess Mansion in the evening, so they changed to a foot bath massage.
Several people changed into bathrobes and lay down in the cinema. Under Tang Haipeng's bad taste, they chose a horror movie, turned off the lights and lay down on the nursing bed, and a ghost face appeared on the screen.
The employee came in quietly and ran water for a few people, then took out four bottles of essential oil from the locker nearby and poured a pink liquid inside into the water.
"It's an algae essential oil that soothes the skin."
Wang Zijian began to explain.
Among these four people, only Wang Zijian often comes to such places, so he is more familiar with these things.
One of the staff members had some secrets.
This is a top-grade essential oil that costs more than 9000 yuan per bottle. When it reaches your mouth, does it become "an algae essential oil that soothes the skin"?
I remember that every time a new customer came to their club, the staff had to prepare an introduction of several hundred words, but in the end the customer only remembered the words "algae essential oil that soothes the skin", and I felt like the sky was falling.
Wang Zijian really didn't take this essential oil seriously.
In the past, he would have been slightly surprised by the cost of this essential oil.
But ever since he met Tang An Ning and was invited by Tang An Ning to have a massage in Villa No. 1 of Jinhua Palace, Wang Zijian could no longer put his eyes on essential oils.
His mind was full of the essential oil in Tang An Ning's massage room, which was said to be a mixture of some deep-sea algae and an extremely rare plant specially supplied to the British royal family.
The treatment using essential oils is truly a top-notch enjoyment.
In the past two years, Wang Zijian rarely came to such places. It’s not that he didn’t want to have a massage anymore, but the massage in any club could not reach the conditions of Tang Anning’s home, so he gradually lost interest in massage.
A few people were watching a movie while soaking their feet. About 20 minutes later, four masseurs came in and gave them shoulder massages.
The few people were very comfortable being pinched, and Tang Haipeng suddenly said: "An Ning, look at the screen."
Tang Anning looked at the screen.
At this moment, a supporting actor in a horror movie appeared. With his panicked expression and the rough face-to-face shooting technique, the supporting actor's appearance was also quite good.
"Hey, this guy is good looking."
Tang Anning said with a smile.
Luo Baozhu also looked at the character and suddenly laughed: "An Ning, don't you find that this person looks familiar?"
"look familiar?"
Tang Anning was puzzled. He looked at the character carefully, and then he suddenly realized.
This person looks a bit like Su Zhu.
It cannot be said that they are somewhat similar, but rather very similar. Some angles of the eyebrows and eyes are even more similar.
However, Tang An Ning hadn't thought of Su Zhu for a long time, so naturally he didn't realize that this person looked like Su Zhu.
"This is a young actor who debuted in the past two years. His name is Wen Siyu."
Luo Baozhu took out her cell phone to look at the picture and explained it to Tang Anning.
Wang Zijian's eyes turned and he remembered this person: "Ah, this Wen Siyu, I have heard of her."
"Hmm? Tell me about it?"
Tang An Ning became interested.
"Do you still remember what your previous partner's name was, Chen Fang?"
Wang Zijian asked.