Xiao Zheng originally just said an unintentional sigh, but he didn't expect that Lao Lin would actually lower his status and say that he was pitiful.
Is she pitiful
So beautiful. And so rich. So tall, legs so long, breasts so big...
Xiao Zheng said with a straight face: "Old Lin, I find that you are becoming more and more hypocritical now!"
Lin Huayin glanced at Xiao Zheng flatly. Said: "Go upstairs."
"Um."
Xiao Zheng pretended that nothing happened and tried hard to control his body shape.
His injuries were serious, although there was no internal bleeding. But every muscle in his body seemed to be petrified. Every step he took took all his strength.
This is typical detachment. The sequelae caused by a head-on confrontation with Long Shisan.
As one of the Eight Ultimate Masters, Long Shisan's strength cannot be underestimated. That thunder seal was simply superb, and its lethality was terrifying.
Ever since Soros took the hand of God, Xiao Zheng clearly realized how amazing the eight-level master's box-pressing skills were.
Therefore, even if he had a head-on confrontation with Long Shisan, he would never allow himself to be hit firmly by Long Shisan's thunder seal. Fifty percent strength? Can. Seventy percent? That's ok too.
The last thunder seal, because he had no time to pay attention to it, he took 80% of the power of the thunder seal. He immediately fell to the ground.
And when Xiao Zheng suffered a blow from God's hand that was ten percent powerful, he almost lost his life to the Holy See!
Holding on for dear life, Xiao went straight to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and sat on the toilet for ten full minutes before a mouthful of blood stuck in my chest sprayed out. His face suddenly turned as white as paper.
"Good guy." Xiao Zheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The body also swayed slightly. "The thunder seal's stamina is really strong. If you take one solid blow, you won't even have the strength to pretend."
A mouthful of accumulated blood spurted out, although his body felt weak for a while. But the qi and blood are smooth. After a brief bath, Xiao Zheng squeezed out a relatively relaxed smile and walked out of the bathroom.
"How's it going?" Lao Lin, who was sitting on the bedside waiting for him, asked softly.
"What's the matter?" Xiao Zheng asked with a puzzled look.
Lin Huayin frowned slightly and did not ask further questions. Just get out from under the quilt. Then he pointed to the warm place where he slept: "Lie down."
"Huh?" Although Xiao Zheng was puzzled, he still obediently lay down where Lao Lin lay.
Warm and cozy. The unique fragrance of Lao Lin lingered in his nose. Not romantic, not tender. But it really penetrated into his heart.
"Turn over." Lin Huayin commanded.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zheng changed from lying on his stomach to lying flat on his back. Apart from a trace of curiosity, there was more nervousness on his face: "Old Lin, do you want to-"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Huayin had already turned the heating temperature to the highest level. Then he lifted up the blanket on Xiao Zheng and placed a pair of slender green-white fingers on his stomach.
"What are you going to do?" Xiao Zheng trembled and looked at Lin Huayin in disbelief.
Could it be—that I really guessed it
Lao Lin wants to sleep with me
However, in my current state, can I last for one minute
Moreover, it is very likely to bleed directly!
Brother Azheng was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.
But there was a soft feeling in his stomach.
This feeling is very comfortable. Even Xiao Zheng's slightly disordered energy and blood gradually became calmer with Lao Lin's soothing massage.
Is Lao Lin massaging himself
But how can she give a massage
Didn't I teach her
"Old Lin..." Xiao Zheng said with half-open eyes, enjoying himself comfortably. "When did you learn this skill?"
"Learned it with you." Lin Huayin sat beside him, stroking him deftly and gently with his hands. In the terms of martial arts novels, this is called pushing the palace to cross the acupuncture points. According to the big health care, this is called kidney recuperation.
Brother Azheng used to go to a massage parlor with Brother Xiao Ma. Although I didn’t follow the example of Little Ma, I tipped and enjoyed the special service. But I don’t know much about this industry. In addition, he is a martial arts practitioner himself, and he is very knowledgeable about acupuncture points and techniques. Otherwise, it would be impossible to help Lao Lin eliminate fatigue with his superb skills.
"Learned together?" Xiao Zheng said unexpectedly. "When have we ever had such training?"
"Dragon hand." Lin Huayin said while kneading Xiao Zheng's abdomen with moderate strength. "Uncle Bai teaches the dragon hand to focus on defense. After practicing for a long time, the strength will improve. I have read several meridian books recently, and I just want to practice with you."
This is Lao Lin's answer.
But for Xiao Zheng, it was endlessly touching.
Practice
Besides him, who else would Lao Lin give a massage to? Even saying one more word or taking one more look is a luxury.
So Lao Lin said it lightly, but in fact, everything she learned was prepared for Xiao Zheng.
After all, Lao Lin knew Xiao Zheng's temperament very well.
I can't help but want to fight a strong person when I see one. No matter how talented and bold he is, there is still no guarantee that he will not get hurt.
And she has the Dragon Hand No. 1 by her side. Her skills may not be as 'excellent' as the massage girl, but the effect is definitely better.
"That's it." Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded. "Then I have to enjoy your craft."
Lin Huayin did not respond, but massaged Xiao Zheng calmly. Press from the abdomen to the shoulders, even the soles of the feet. I don’t dislike Brother Azheng’s big feet at all.
After struggling for half an hour, a blush slowly appeared on Lin Huayin's face, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
The techniques were ordinary massage techniques, but Lin Huayin used dragon hands. There are extremely high requirements for strength and accuracy. So it consumes a lot of physical energy.
"Where else do you feel uncomfortable?" Lin Huayin asked.
Brother Azheng, who was in a state of ecstasy, said in ecstasy: "I don't feel comfortable anywhere."
Lin Huayin didn't stop moving her hands, massaging Xiao Zheng very seriously.
She didn't know how serious Xiao Zheng's injuries were, but she was able to be pushed back by Prince Ling Lainei. It's certainly not light either. So as long as Xiao Zheng didn't shout to stop, she would persist no matter how tired she was.
"A little more -" Xiao Zheng was enjoying greedily.
"Here?" Lin Huayin pressed it with his left index finger.
"Do it again-" Brother Azheng's throat felt dry for a while.
"Would you like me to take off your pants?"
Suddenly.
Lin Huayin's voice turned cold.
"—"
Brother Azheng was startled, quickly opened his eyes and said, "I was just kidding."
"It's not funny." Lin Huayin said expressionlessly.
But he didn't stop because of Xiao Zheng's advancement, and slowly moved towards his chest.
Every time he clicked here, Xiao Zheng would frown slightly. Lin Huayin knew that this place should be the most seriously injured.
"That's enough." Xiao Zheng gently held Lin Huayin's hand and said movedly. "It made you sweat all over."
After the massage, Xiao Zheng's body obviously relaxed a little. Although it is impossible for him to recover quickly. But with the foundation of dragon hands, it is definitely more effective than going to an old Chinese doctor for massage.
With a gentle pull, he took Lin Huayin's soft and delicate body into his arms: "You should also rest for a while."
Lin Huayin didn't make a sound, just leaned quietly in Xiao Zheng's arms and listened to his heartbeat.
She knew that her man had done something big tonight. And this matter was not for himself, but for the sake of national justice.
Although she never asks her man to be a hero. But who would say no