Tang Feng helped Song Lingling walk into the old uncle's restaurant. His right hand crossed Song Lingling's back and held her right arm. Although the posture was a bit ambiguous, for Song Lingling, whose left foot could hardly touch the ground, this posture was undoubtedly
It can alleviate her pain to the greatest extent.
Waves of heat came from Song Lingling's body. Tang Feng's arms could clearly feel the sweat on her back. The white shirt on Song Lingling's upper body was almost soaked with sweat, but he couldn't tell whether it was the cold sweat from surprise just now or the cold sweat from surprise.
Sweat from exhaustion at work.
However, although she was sweating, Song Lingling did not smell of sweat at all. Instead, she had the fresh smell of soap. This made Tang Feng very puzzled. He was also a human being. Why did he smell like sweat when he was sweating, but Song Lingling did?
Does it have such a charming fragrance? Is it the secret contained in the soap brand?
Entering the old uncle's restaurant again, the way everyone looked at Xia Huo had obviously changed, because they all saw clearly what had just happened through the huge glass window, and kicked the trainer from the Feiyuhua Gym.
Can a normal woman do this? Can such a slender woman do this? Then the eyes of all the men flickered, and they only dared to look at Xia Huo and Song Lingling secretly, and no longer dared to glare at them nakedly.
Look.
Xia Huo naturally ignored everyone and walked directly towards his dining table.
Tang Feng helped Song Lingling slowly sit down. The seats at the old uncle's dining table were in opposite rows, two on each side.
Song Lingling sat opposite Xia Huo, while Tang Feng naturally sat with Xia Huo and said to Song Lingling: "Pick up your feet and let me take a look."
Song Lingling smiled and said, "I've been touched by you for so long just now, haven't you seen enough?"
Tang Feng raised his head, rolled his eyes, and said, "Sister, it's all swollen like that. I bet that fat waiter over there has better-looking feet than yours." Looking at Song Lingling again, Tang Feng suddenly felt something.
Amazing feeling.
Song Lingling was dressed very simply, a pair of semi-high-heeled leather sandals, washed jeans that had turned white, and a simple white shirt on her upper body. She wore no makeup, no jewelry, and her hair was simply tied into a ponytail.
, hanging loosely behind her head. However, such a simple outfit also highlights the cuteness and beauty of a girl. No wonder several beasts in my dormitory in college had a crush on Song Lingling.
Song Lingling let out a "poof", and then tried to lift her left foot with some pain. Seeing this, Tang Feng hurriedly bent down and helped lift it up. Since the two were sitting opposite each other, Tang Feng took advantage of the situation and lifted Song Lingling
His left foot was placed on his legs. Song Lingling's legs were very long, and when they were straightened, they almost touched Tang Feng's lower abdomen.
Song Lingling's face turned slightly red and she said with a smile: "I still need to trouble Doctor Tang to treat me."
Tang Feng didn't think much about it. He took a simple look and said: "It's just a simple sprain, the menstrual energy is blocked, and the energy and blood are stagnant. I'll give you a few needles to unblock the meridians, and you should rest for a while.
Already."
Song Lingling nodded and said: "You are still awesome. I have learned almost nothing in the five years of college, let alone put what I have learned into practice."
Tang Feng chuckled and said, "Actually, I admire you very much. Oh, do you have any needles?"
Song Lingling shook her head blankly and said: "No."
Tang Feng patted his pocket, and then he remembered that he was wearing the coat of that wretched man Xing San. He looked at Xia Huo next to him, and saw Xia Huo's bulging chest with a
A delicate little pin.
Out of a benevolent medical heart and wanting to relieve Song Lingling's pain quickly, Tang Feng reached out to Xia Huo's chest and said, "Xia Huo, let me lend you your brooch."
Heaven can prove that Tang Feng really didn't think much at that time, he just wanted to find a needle to use, so his right hand naturally stretched out to Xia Huo's chest, and he once again touched the soft and tall breasts.
Xia Huo was looking out the window when she suddenly felt a movement in her chest. She looked down and found Tang Feng's right hand on her chest.
"What do you want to do?" Xia Huo immediately used his grasping hand, grabbing Tang Feng's claws with his left hand, and tightly pinching Tang Feng's neck with his right hand. With a "bang", Tang Feng's head and the dining table
There was a close contact, and his face was pressed tightly against the table, and it was squeezed out of shape.
"Sister Xia Huo, please forgive me, I just took the brooch to use it," Tang Feng hurriedly said, cursing in his heart: Oh my God, this witch.
"What are you doing with the brooch?" It turned out that Xia Huo was distracted just now.
"Treat my classmate's feet, Sister Xia Huo, please give me some face in front of my classmates." Tang Feng was about to cry but had no tears.
Xia Huo then remembered Song Lingling across from her. Although she didn't know Song Lingling, it was indeed inappropriate to treat Tang Feng like this in front of a female classmate. She smiled at Song Lingling and said, "We are joking."
After saying that, Xia Huo let go of Tang Feng, reached out and took off the brooch from his chest, handed it to Tang Feng who had a flat face, and said in a low voice: "Next time you do anything, be careful, I will kill you directly.
"
Xia Huo nodded quickly, then looked at Song Lingling, with a red face and said with a smile: "It's funny, it's funny."
Song Lingling opened her mouth, looked at the scene just now, suddenly started to giggle, and said: "Savage girlfriend, giggle, Tang Feng, why don't you introduce your girlfriend to me."
Tang Feng cried sadly and said: "She is my landlord, not my girlfriend. Her name is Xia Huo."
"Oh." Song Lingling breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, then turned to Xia Huo and said: "Sister Xia Huo, hello, Tang Feng has always been a bit careless, so you should be more patient."
Xia Huo nodded, she was very fond of the simple and clean girl in front of her.
When Tang Feng heard Song Lingling's words, he felt warm in his heart. His tone was like that of his own relatives, which moved Tang Feng very much.
"It may hurt a little, please bear with it," Tang Feng said, straightening the brooch in his hand, and then quickly inserted it into the Jiexi point on Song Lingling's foot. This point is also commonly used to treat foot sprains and is very effective.
Tang Feng's fingers moved quickly, and Song Lingling felt waves of numbness on her feet, like electricity. Her feet couldn't help but tremble slightly, so the five toes kept touching with trembling.
Tang Feng's younger brother.
Xia Huo turned to look at Tang Feng in surprise, and couldn't help but ask: "Can this little needle of yours be useful?"
Tang Feng said: "Of course, as long as the acupuncture points are found accurately and the techniques are used well, the pain of this kind of sprain can be eliminated immediately. Although the swelling cannot be eliminated quickly, at least it is no longer painful and you can walk."
Xia Huo curled her lips in disbelief, her eyes focused on Tang Feng's hands, and without noticing, she discovered that there was a small tent propped up under Tang Feng's crotch.
Xia Huo couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, and thought to himself: This wretched guy can get hard at this time.
This time, Xia Huo had really wronged Tang Feng. Song Lingling's little feet were trembling, which would be a reaction for any normal male. What's more, Tang Feng was not wearing underwear at all.
Obviously, Song Lingling also discovered this problem. Of course she would not think that it was a dagger, so her little face turned as red as a ripe apple, and her slender legs couldn't help but curl up.