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When Aunt Xiaotao walked in, Xiaojiu was doing a "full body" massage for a customer. He didn't realize it until she came in and stood behind him. Aunt Xiaotao stretched out her arms, put her arm around Xiaojiu's waist, leaned her face on his back, and asked quietly, when... Can it be done? Xiao Jiu froze, lowered her voice, and begged, "Aunt Xiao Tao, Aunt Xiao Tao..." The customer was lying on his stomach, his face buried in the ventilation hole of the massage bed, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?" Is this enough for an hour? Xiao Jiu started to move hurriedly, but for a moment she didn't know where to apply her force. The guest shifted his body dissatisfiedly and snorted. It has been exactly three months since Xiaojiu came to the provincial capital from a small village called "Yiqiao" deep in the plains and went to join his cousin Chen Antang who runs a massage clinic.
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