Chapter 1130 Another Identity (2)

Yin Shaojie laughed instead, and said in a teasing voice, "You're exposed!"

No one has ever been so calm in the face of his gaze, especially ordinary people.

So it can only be said 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 out and grabbed the waiter's shoulder in an instant.

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, "Your acting is very bad, do you know? Or... are you doing this on purpose? Are you afraid that I can't see it?"

The waiter paused for less than a second, and still chose to pretend, and said innocently, "Guest, I really don't know what you are talking about. Do you need any service?"

"Service? I need it!"

Yin Shaojie's eyes turned, and he sat on the sofa, with his hands on the back of the sofa like a master.

The waiter turned around, bent down slightly, and asked him, "Then, sir, what other service do you need?"

Yin Shaojie put his feet on the coffee table, "My feet are a little numb, can you help me massage them?"

The waiter seemed to think for two seconds, and said with difficulty, apologetically, "Sorry, sir, our hotel does not provide such services..."

"Don't think wrongly, I don't want that kind of service, I just simply want you to help me massage my feet. Are you unwilling to help me with my feet? With your service attitude, I have 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.

After a pause of two seconds, he pressed down.

Yin Shaojie looked like he was enjoying it, raised his head, closed his eyes, and ordered, "A little harder, no, a little higher, I say, are you a man? Can you be a little stronger?"

"Okay, sir." If you listen carefully to this voice, there is a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Then, the force of the massage really increased.

"And the soles of the feet." Yin Shaojie lifted one eyelid 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, "Go on, why not? To be honest, your disguise is pretty good, but it's a pity that you can't fool me."

The waiter finally stopped pretending and pushed his feet away.

He sat on the coffee table boldly, met Yin Shaojie's eyes, smiled a little strangely, and said confidently, "I don't have time to prepare? Otherwise, you would never be able to tell!"

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, then you have to agree to one of my conditions."

Agree to one of his conditions?

This sentence reminded Yin Shaojie of Feng Tianqi.

However, he thought Feng Tianqi was not so capable.

Yin Shaojie narrowed his eyes, staring at the other person's face with his dark eyes, scanning the area with scrutiny, and some analysis flashed through his shrewd mind.

"You like to play disguises, and you happened to be in New York these days... You are..."

The other person smiled under his mask, waiting for his answer.

Who knew that Mu Xiaoxiao's scream suddenly rang out in the bathroom.