I walked into the changing room, donned a disposable bathrobe, and then lay down on the bed. Meanwhile, Qian Zhirou was still battling with the heap of snacks, munching away merrily.
I looked at Qian Zhirou, somewhat curious. This girl seemed like she could never eat her fill, always acting as if she were starving when faced with delicious food, which truly puzzled me.
But since she didn't say anything, I felt too embarrassed to ask, for fear she might think I was being intrusive. Just as Qian Zhirou was enjoying her food, two beauticians walked in from outside.
The two women, dressed in their uniforms, greeted us, "Hello sir and miss, I am your personal beautician; I will provide you with beauty services next."
I laid down directly, while Zhirou seemed to have not yet had her fill. She waved at the beauticians, "Wait a moment, let me finish these last few bites."
