Yin Shaojie laughed instead and said in a teasing voice, "You've revealed your secret!"
Facing his gaze, no one has ever been able to be so calm, especially ordinary people.
So it can only mean that this person is not an ordinary person.
But the waiter still didn't move, as if he didn't hear what he said.
"Who are you?" Yin Shaojie reached over and grabbed the waiter's shoulder.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, and said timidly, "Guest, what are you talking about?"
Yin Shaojie smiled sarcastically and said, "Did you know that your acting skills are terrible? Or... are you doing this on purpose? Are you afraid that I won't be able to tell?"
The waiter paused for less than a second, but still chose to pretend, and said in a very innocent manner, "Guest, I really don't know what you are talking about. Do you need any more service?"
"Service? I need it!"
Yin Shaojie turned his eyes, sat on the sofa, and put his hands on the back of the sofa like an uncle.
The waiter turned around, bent slightly, and asked him, "Guest, what other services do you need?"
Yin Shaojie put his feet on the coffee table, "My feet are a little numb, please massage them for me."
The waiter seemed to think for two seconds, looked embarrassed, and said apologetically, "Sorry, guest, our hotel does not provide such a service..."
"Don't think wrongly. I don't want that kind of service. I just want you to massage my feet. Is it possible that the guest's feet are numb and you don't even want to help? Your service attitude is beyond me. I had to ask the hotel manager to come up." Yin Shaojie snorted a little arrogantly.
The waiter hesitated and slowly stretched his hand towards Yin Shaojie's long legs.
There was a pause for two seconds before pressing it down.
Yin Shaojie looked like he was enjoying himself. He held his head high, closed his eyes, and ordered, "A little harder, no, go a little higher. Are you a man? Can you be stronger?"
"Good guest." If you listen carefully to this voice, it sounds like you are gritting your teeth.
Then, the massage became really intense.
"And the soles of the feet." Yin Shaojie raised his eyes and said deliberately.
The waiter paused and did not continue.
Yin Shaojie opened his eyes, leaned over with his handsome face, stared at him and said, "Continue, why not continue? To be honest, your disguise is pretty good, but unfortunately, you can't deceive me."
The waiter finally stopped pretending and pushed his feet away with a snap.
He sat awkwardly on the coffee table, looked into Yin Shaojie's eyes, smiled a little weirdly, and said in a very confident tone, "Don't I have time to prepare? Otherwise, you would never know it!"
Yin Shaojie leaned back, looked at him, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Guess?" The other party smiled happily and shook his finger at him, "If you can't guess right, then you have to agree to a condition."
Promise him a condition
These words reminded Yin Shaojie of Feng Tianqi.
However, he thought Feng Tianqi was not that capable yet.
Yin Shaojie squinted his eyes, his dark eyes staring scorchingly at the other person's face, scanning around critically, and some analysis flashed through his shrewd mind.
"You like to play disguise, and you happen to be in New York these days... you are..."
There was a smile in the other person's eyes under his mask, waiting for his answer.
Who knew, Mu Xiaoxiao's scream suddenly sounded in the bathroom.
(End of chapter)