After Yang Luo left the company, he took a taxi to the Shui Mo Jiangnan Tea House in Jiangcheng East District.

This is a high-end teahouse. The teahouse is three stories high, covers a large area, and adopts a retro design style, revealing luxury in a low-key manner.

Because it is built along the river and has a quiet environment, the people who come here are all the elites of Jiangcheng. In addition to drinking tea, they usually talk about things.

After arriving at the teahouse, Yang Luo got out of the car and walked straight into the teahouse.

"Sir, would you like to have tea or meet someone?"

At this time, a smiling waitress came over.

Yang Luo replied: "Miss Su asked me to come."

"Are you Mr. Yang?"

the waitress asked.

"Yes."

Yang Luo nodded.

"Mr. Yang, please come with me."

The waitress said something, and then led Yang Luo towards the backyard of the tea house.

After passing a long corridor, there were two carved wooden doors tightly closed at the end of the corridor.

The waitress knocked lightly on the door, "Mr. Su, Mr. Yang is here."

"Invite him in."

Su Wanqiu's gentle voice came over.

"Mr. Yang please."

The waitress made a please gesture.

Yang Luo pushed open the carved wooden door and walked in. What he saw was a small courtyard.

Although this small courtyard occupies a small area, it is kept clean and tidy without a trace of dust.

There are many potted plants and various flowers planted in the small courtyard.

There is a pool not far away with many goldfish.

At this time, a woman wearing a white peony cheongsam with long black hair bent slightly, holding scissors in her hand, was pruning the flowers in the potted plant.

The cheongsam is very close-fitting, and when a woman bends over, her plump body curves are perfectly displayed.

Yang Luo stood behind and looked at the woman's graceful figure and couldn't help but swallow his throat.

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Miss Su, I'm here."

Su Wanqiu straightened up, turned around, winked at Yang Luo, and said with a smile: "Xiao Luo, you are engaged to Qingmei now, why do you still call me Miss Su? Shouldn't you call me aunt?"

The woman put on some light makeup, and the sun shone on the woman's face, emitting a radiant glow that was breathtaking.

"this……"

Yang Luo scratched his head, he really didn't know what to call Su Wanqiu.

Su Wanqiu chuckled softly and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Before you marry Qingmei, just call me sister."

"Okay, Sister Wanqiu."

Yang Luo nodded, glanced around, and asked: "Sister Wanqiu, do you own this teahouse?"

"Yes."

Su Wanqiu nodded and said: "In addition to the East District, there is an ink Jiangnan Tea House in the South District, West District and North District, and I am in charge of them all."

"I see."

Yang Luo nodded suddenly, and then said: "Sister Wanqiu, don't you have a heartache? How about I help you treat it now?

Don't worry, I will be able to cure you completely this time."

"Then it's up to you."

Su Wanqiu nodded, placed the scissors on the table nearby, and said, "Come to the room with me."

Afterwards, Su Wanqiu took Yang Luo to a room in the small courtyard.

After entering the room, Su Wanqiu asked: "Xiao Luo, how should I cooperate with you?"

Yang Luodao: "Sister Wanqiu, you just need to lie on the bed and take off your clothes."

"ah?!"

Su Wanqiu's pretty face blushed slightly, "You still want to take off your clothes?"

"Well……"

Yang Luo laughed dryly and said: "Sister Wan Qiu, don't get me wrong. If you want to completely cure your myocarditis, massaging acupoints alone will definitely not work.

So, I plan to give you acupuncture, so you have to take off your clothes."

If an ordinary person had said this, she would have asked people to get out.

But because she had seen Yang Luo's superb medical skills with her own eyes, she was willing to believe Yang Luo.

"Oh well."

Su Wanqiu nodded and said, "Then you turn around first."

"good."

Yang Luo responded and turned around.

After a while, Su Wanqiu said: "That's it."

Yang Luo turned around and saw that Su Wanqiu had changed into a silk nightgown and was lying on the bed.

She took off her suspenders and wore a piece of underwear that just covered her upper body.

This looming scenery makes people even more imaginative.

Yang Luo tried his best to stay calm, but he still couldn't calm down and his eyes went straight.

Seeing Yang Luo staring at her, Su Wanqiu said shyly: "Can we start?"

"Oh, it's time to start!"

Yang Luo took a deep breath and walked over.

Su Wanqiu tried her best to stay calm, but she couldn't calm down, so she simply closed her eyes.

However, her blushing face and rapid breathing proved that she was very nervous now.

Yang Luo took a few deep breaths, put aside his random thoughts, then took out a box of silver needles from the storage ring and began to acupuncture Su Wanqiu.

In the following time, Yang Luo maintained absolute concentration and dropped needle after needle, piercing each of the acupuncture points on Su Wanqiu's heart, causing them to tremble slightly.

As the silver needle fell, Su Wanqiu felt a warmth in her heart, and the heartbreaking pain gradually disappeared.

Time passes slowly.

Although only ten minutes had passed, it was a kind of torture for Yang Luo.

Even a man can't keep calm when the beauty is in front of him.

What's more, it's a man like Yang Luo who has too much yang energy in his body.

Until all the silver needles stopped trembling, Yang Luo waved his hand and put away the silver needles.

"Sister Wanqiu, the treatment is over!"

Yang Luo said something.

Su Wanqiu opened her eyes, then quickly put on her nightgown and sat up.

"Has my myocarditis been completely cured?"

She asked hurriedly.

"It has been completely cured."

Yang Luo smiled and nodded.

"Xiao Luo, you have cured my chronic illness for many years. I don't even know how to thank you."

Su Wanqiu was very grateful.

No one knows how painful she has been suffering from myocarditis in the past few years.

Yang Luo waved his hand and said: "Sister Wan Qiu, Qingmei is my fiancée, and you are Qingmei's aunt. It's my duty to treat you. You don't need to be so polite."

"Qingmei is Qingmei, I am me, and gratitude is a must."

Su Wanqiu replied, thought for a while, and said: "Xiao Luo, how about this.

You will accompany me to an auction later, and no matter what you fancy, I will help you take a photo and give it to you."

Yang Luodao: "Sister Wanqiu, you really don't have to be so polite.

I can accompany you to the auction, but if I like something, I can just buy it myself without you having to spend money."

"no!"

Su Wanqiu shook her head and said stubbornly: "I must buy it for you!"

"Oh well."

Yang Luo nodded helplessly.

(End of chapter)
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