"When exercising, you must take off all the clothes of the injured person, otherwise the transmission of true energy through the clothes will not be smooth, and if you are a little careless, you will fall short." Song Qingshu looked quite strange.
Auntie Zhu stared at him quietly with her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to see what was going on in his mind at this moment. After a long time, she sighed softly: "I regret saving you."
Song Qingshu gave her an apologetic look, quietly waiting for the next sentence.
Sure enough, not long after, Auntie Zhu said shyly, "Then blindfold your eyes later." She still had too many things to do, and too many unfulfilled wishes. Although she had the instinctive shyness of a girl, she still The demeanor of the royal family made her quickly adjust her mood and accept this reality calmly.
"But it's useless to cover your eyes." Song Qingshu shook his head.
"You don't want to cover your eyes?" Auntie Zhu's face changed slightly.
"No," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "I mean, I don't know how to use divine illumination anymore. The last time Zhang Wuji knocked me off a cliff, I lost balance of yin and yang in my body, so I had to practice another kind of inner strength. Lost."
Auntie Zhu felt her chest was suffocated, and a trace of blood could not help oozing from the corner of her mouth, she looked at him bitterly: "Are you deliberately teasing me?"
"Actually, it's not. It's just for you to have a process of getting used to it, so that you won't lose your face when you hear the real way to save you." Song Qingshu replied.
"What is the real method?" Auntie Zhu looked at him curiously.
"The name of the skill I practiced again is "Huanxi Chan Gong". With the knowledge of Nine Girls, I must know its origin." Song Qingshu was also a little embarrassed. Say it in front of you.
"Happy Zen?" Auntie Zhu's expression changed, "That dirty martial arts that you pick up?"
"Correct me, the essence of "Huanxi Zen" is a dual-cultivation martial art, not a supplementary martial art. As for whether it is dirty or not, the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise see wisdom. Anyway, I think it is pretty good." Song Qingshu giggled while talking .
"Why are you telling me this?" Aunt Zhu turned her head away, not wanting to hear him continue.
"Huanxi Zen Kung Fu is extremely miraculous. After practicing this martial art, the newly born Huanxi Zhenqi actually swallowed all the Jiuyin Zhenqi and Shenzhao Zhenqi in my body before. Therefore, it also has the characteristics of the two martial arts. Naturally, it also has the Shenzhao Sutra. The effect of resurrection is just that it cannot be healed through external exercises like the Shenzhaojing." Song Qingshu replied.
"Then how do we heal the wound?" Auntie Zhu had already guessed a bit in her heart, but she still asked unwillingly.
"Double cultivation," Song Qingshu said with embarrassment, "Only through dual cultivation can I inject the true energy of joy into your body and completely repair your internal injuries."
Auntie Zhu didn't lose face as expected, but just looked at him indifferently: "Are you deliberately trying to take advantage of me?"
Song Qingshu said sternly: "Ninth Miss, you are from the royal family. You must know that with my current status, there is no shortage of women. If I am interested in Nine Girls, I will naturally pursue you in an open and honest way. I won't use such low-handed methods, let alone You are not only my friend, but also saved me several times."
After listening to his words, Auntie Zhu sighed quietly: "Let me think about it first."
"Miss Nine, your current injury can't be delayed. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid Da Luo Jinxian won't be able to save you either." Song Qingshu didn't lie, he could feel that Zhu Yu's breath was getting weaker and weaker.
"It's about the reputation of my daughter's family, how can you make me hurry up." Aunt Zhu glared at him angrily.
Hearing that Song Qingshu didn't urge him anymore, in order not to affect her, he quietly sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to meditate.
After about a stick of incense, Auntie Zhu's voice came: "You...you save me."
Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and Auntie Zhu's originally firm eyes began to dodge, and her fair skin was also stained with a layer of bright red.
Looking at the beautiful woman lying quietly on the bed, Song Qingshu secretly sighed. If he had a choice, he would not want to overthrow her so quickly. The relationship between the two is still very weak. If he does this today, he will inevitably be suspected of taking advantage of others. .
"Miss Nine, do you want to take off your clothes by yourself or should I help you?" Zhu Yuxi heard Song Qingshu's question, she wished to punch him in the face, and replied angrily, "It's up to you!"
"Then I'll do it." Song Qingshu sat on the edge of the bed, as if he felt that his outstretched hand was slowly approaching the skirt of her neck. Aimee Zhu's eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes couldn't help trembling slightly.
"Wait!" When Song Qingshu's fingers were about to touch her neckline, Aimee Zhu suddenly opened her eyes.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu thought that she had repented temporarily, and secretly sighed that it was a pity, but if she disagreed, it was impossible for him to force her to save her.
"Blindfold my eyes." Song Qingshu was taken aback by what Zhu Yuxi said.
"Why?" Song Qingshu subconsciously asked.
"You don't need to know." Aimee Zhu turned her head away and stopped looking at him.
"Alright then." Song Qingshu glanced around, and finally landed on the ribbon around her waist. The texture was soft and the width was just right, so I reached out and grabbed the thread of the bow above.
The hand that stretched out was subconsciously blocked by Auntie Zhu. Song Qingshu understood that she was still struggling, so he had to help her make up her mind, pushed her hand aside, Song Qingshu pulled her belt lightly, and untied her belt.
Aimee Zhu froze, looked at the ribbon that was getting closer and closer to her eyes, sighed, and finally closed her eyes in resignation.
Because she lost the bondage of the belt, the dress on Zhu Wei's body was like a lotus flower, and it was gradually blooming. Song Qingshu reached into her collar and touched the chapter 237 Who picked up who
With smooth skin, it is obvious that the other party's body trembles.
But at this point, Song Qingshu no longer intends to be Liu Xiahui, the palm slowly moves between her round shoulders and delicate collarbone, Zhu Yu's breathing becomes more and more rapid, and although the appearance of her chest rising and falling is extremely attractive, but Song Qingshu was worried that her injury would worsen, so he quickly injected a few bursts of joy into her body, and Auntie Zhu's body gradually softened.
With his arms around the back of her neck, Song Qingshu carefully helped Aimi Zhu up. Although her eyes were covered by the silk scarf, her clear and beautiful complexion was not damaged at all, her nose was full of cherry lips, and her face was flawless. Song Qingshu recalled the previous encounters in his mind. Of the many women I saw, Aimi Zhu was probably the most delicate looking one.
"You smell so sweet." Aunt Zhu wrinkled her nose.
Looking at the moist luster shining on her slightly fluttering slender lips, Song Qingshu felt his throat dry, and kissed her desperately.
"Hmm..." Auntie Zhu was caught off guard, and she lost all her jaws, and was driven in by him. At first, she resisted subconsciously, but soon realized that this was her own choice after all. Coupled with the intoxicating fragrance, Auntie Zhu was in high spirits for a while. In a trance, from dodging at the beginning to tentatively responding at the end.
Worried that her injury would change, Song Qingshu decided to rescue her as soon as possible. So from the very beginning, he mobilized 100% joy and genuine energy, and the aura that stimulated women naturally became stronger and stronger, and Aimee Zhu's body became softer and softer. Hearing the sweet humming from her nasal cavity, Song Qingshu knew that the timing was about the same. up.
Sliding his hands down, he parted the clothes on her body, revealing a tender body like a freshly peeled egg. Song Qingshu's pupils shrank when he saw it, and he moved his lips tremblingly.
Sensing the movement of the man on her body, Auntie Zhu felt a strange feeling in her heart, she was shy and secretly thankful that she was blindfolded, otherwise this situation would be too embarrassing.
After an unknown amount of time, Auntie Zhu felt a strong force coming from in front of her, and subconsciously fell on the bed. Before she could react, a heavy and hard body pressed up.
Although she has no experience, the nature of a woman made Zhu Yuxi know that she had reached the most critical step, and her body became extremely tense.
However, the man's method is obviously very clever. After the touch of his big hand, it didn't take long for Auntie Zhu to feel that her body was ready to accept everything. When the unforgettable tingling sensation came, Auntie Zhu muttered: : "Brother Yuan..."
Aimee Zhu asked Song Qingshu to cover her eyes. Although it was largely because of shyness, there was another reason she could not articulate. She was not willing to hand over her innocence to a relatively strange man, so she had to rely on blindfolding to suppress the pressure. Men in themselves fantasize about former lovers.
The fantasies in her mind were completely magnified by the strange fragrance from the tip of her nose. Later, Aimee Zhu couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, and her hands that were tightly gripping the bed sheet at the beginning also relaxed, unknowingly. who
Wrapped around the man's back, and even twisted her body intentionally or unintentionally to cater to the man's movements, there was a sweet sound like weeping...
When Aimee Zhu woke up, she found that the ribbon tied in front of her eyes had been untied, and she was being hugged by Song Qingshu in an embarrassing posture. What was even more embarrassing was that the two were still together.
With a slight twist, Auntie Zhu could clearly feel the shape of the part of Song Qingshu entering her body. The embarrassing feeling made her subconsciously want to break free, but the other party's voice came from her ear: "Don't move, I'm just now Healing your internal wounds with the posture of Huanxi Zen Zong Ming Wang and Ming Concubine is almost done, don't let it fall by the wayside."
Looking at Song Qingshu, Auntie Zhu blushed immediately, and quickly pressed her head against his chest, unwilling to raise her head again.
I don't know how long it took, Zhu Yuxi suddenly felt the surge of zhenqi in her body far better than before, "Why is my inner strength..."
Song Qingshu smiled lightly: "Happy Zen is indeed mostly based on nourishing, but it is far less evil than the world thinks. You are too seriously injured. In order to save you, I have to use another method of dual cultivation. Dual cultivation originally It is a method for Taoist couples to share their cultivation bases. Usually, only when two people have equal cultivation bases can they achieve the greatest effect. It is a pity that your internal strength is far inferior to mine, and the end result is that you share half of my internal strength .Really counting, in fact, you are the one who plucked me."