Tang Qiaoqiao's fingertips touched the scar lightly: "Does it hurt?"
Shen Yue raised his eyes and stared at her quickly, there was no trace of disgust or disgust in her eyes, and most of the emotions he had been suppressing in his heart suddenly dissipated.
"It hurts?" He laughed mockingly at himself, "These waste legs have long since felt nothing."
The heart-piercing pain of the car accident seemed like a lifetime away. For the first time, he knew that it was a blessing to be able to feel pain.
"follow me."
Tang Qiaoqiao stood up and pushed Shen Yue to the sofa, helped him lie down on the sofa, and straightened his legs. Then she excitedly ran to her room and took out a wooden box.
Before I could sit down, I ran to get a small cushion.
Shen Yue just looked at her like a small spinning top, wandering around the room, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly unconsciously.
"Ready."
Tang Qiaoqiao put the wooden box on the coffee table and sat at his feet with a small cushion on his calf.
She rubbed her hands, making them warm, and said with a smile, "I'll be a horse and a chicken for you first."
Tang Qiaoqiao used the pulp of his thumb to press from the inside of his ankle, moving slowly and gently, from the ankle up to the calf and knee...
Tang Qiaoqiao didn't actually learn massage, but just watched some videos to learn it by herself, and memorized the twelve-character mantra "Light but not frivolous, heavy but not sluggish, soft but firm."
"How is the strength, do you feel it now?"
"If you press it twice, you will feel it, and doctors all over the world don't have to do it."
"How can a doctor compare to me." She was treating him with aura.
As time passed by, with Tang Qiaoqiao's massage, Shen Yue felt a tingling sensation slowly rising from his tailbone, and his calf was also a little hot.
Delusions must be psychological.
Gradually, Tang Qiaoqiao's hand came from the calf to the thigh.
Shen Yue stared blankly at her pair of white and pink hands that went up, gradually approaching the indescribable place.
However, she doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping.
Shen Yue's breathing became heavier, and he squeezed her hand: "Enough!"
Tang Qiaoqiao was pressing hard, and felt that the massage was getting better and better, when it was suddenly interrupted, the whole person was a little confused.
"I don't press well?"
"No," Shen Yue's face was tense, "just press here."
Tang Qiaoqiao blinked and moved his eyes to an indescribable place. He seemed to understand something and asked tentatively, "So, isn't your lower body feeling completely useless?" Bar.
Shen Yue's face turned even darker, why did this woman mention this kind of thing without blushing every time
Sometimes I feel that she is as simple as a piece of white paper, and I can cheer after planting a few green leafy vegetables, and sometimes I can only describe her as shameless, such as now.
As an ancient Xuantie, Tang Qiaoqiao can be called a straight daughter of steel.
There are many Taoist priests in the world of self-cultivation who are passionate about love between men and women, and there are even those who practice double cultivation, but most of them try to get rid of the emotions and desires in order to obtain the Tao.
Tang Qiaoqiao was immersed in this atmosphere, which caused her attitude to be divided. On the one hand, she knew that there was such a thing, and she was not shy, on the other hand, in her opinion, it was just a way for human beings to reproduce.
Tang Qiaoqiao didn't know that her image in Shen Yue's heart had begun to be refined. She opened the wooden box and there were two rows of slender silver needles inside.
"If you don't press it, don't press it, then start acupuncture."
Shen Yue looked at the rows of slender and sharp silver needles and raised her eyebrows: "Are you really good at acupuncture?"
Acupuncture and massage are completely different things.
He felt very unreliable, even if his leg was completely unconscious, but if the needle was stuck in the wrong way, it would be enough to cause a necrosis of the leg.
Shen Yue shrank his legs, trying to retreat.
Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed his ankle with his left hand, held a silver needle with his right hand, and narrowed his eyes: "The 'needle' is on the string, I can't help you."
Then her hand swayed slightly, and the movement was so fast that Shen Yue didn't react, so she stabbed it down firmly.
Twenty minutes later, Shen Yue's calf and thigh were filled with silver needles.
He couldn't move, as if he was an experimenter at the moment.
Tang Qiaoqiao gasped for breath. Acupuncture and moxibustion really took a lot of her energy.
In fact, the silver needle is just a carrier. The most important thing is to introduce her spiritual energy into the acupuncture points through the silver needle, so that the spiritual energy can completely penetrate into every blood vessel and meridian of his legs, open up all the blockages, and repair the damaged nerves. .
This process cannot be repaired once or twice. Of course, she will not tell Shen Yue about this. He only needs to see the results.
"Just another half an hour."
The woman's forehead and the tip of her nose were sweating, her face was flushed, her mouth was still smiling, and her little tiger teeth were looming.
Shen Yue looked complicated. He roughly pulled a few tissues from the coffee table, threw them to Tang Qiaoqiao, and said in a rough voice, "Wipe your sweat, it's a mess."
Tang Qiaoqiao was accustomed to his poisonous tongue from time to time, and without caring, carefully wiped the sweat off his face.
Half an hour later, Tang Qiaoqiao received the needle. In the next two days, she did it to Shen Yue twice, and he did not resist.
"In the two days I've been away, I asked Wang Ma to cook for you the vegetables in the back garden. In addition, I also made some food for you to eat in the refrigerator. You must eat."
"Massage and acupuncture will be stopped for two days, and I will do it again when I come back."
Tang Qiaoqiao explained in a ramble, and Wang Ma responded and told her not to worry, and she would take good care of Mr. Yunyun.
And Shen Yue didn't say a word, his face was frighteningly cold.
The second phase of "Beautiful Food Light" is about to start recording. The program team's planning has changed. This time, the theme has been changed. Instead of selling restaurants, it has been changed to a happy gathering farmhouse, so Tang Qiaoqiao is going to a village on the outskirts of Beijing to stay. Two days and one night.
This was the first time she came to this world without spending the night in the villa.
Shen Yue didn't know why he was suddenly depressed, where Tang Qiaoqiao spent the night in the past, and even if he died outside, it had nothing to do with him.
But now, unknowingly, Tang Qiaoqiao has invaded his life bit by bit, and every part of this villa is stained with her breath.
But he is very clear that she has her own life, and she often tells him how many fans she has gained and that many people like the dishes she cooks.
She has to leave for two days now to record the show, and may leave for a long time in the future because of work, but he has no reason to stop her.
Thinking of this, his heart felt as heavy as a stone was pressed.
Tang Qiaoqiao packed up her things and waved to Shen Yue: "I'm leaving."
Shen Yue didn't answer.
Tang Qiaoqiao walked to the entrance, turned around again, and shouted at him, "I'm leaving."
"If you want to go, go quickly, you don't need to say anything." Shen Yue choked coldly, turning the wheelchair with her right hand, leaving a back view for her.
Why should he care about where she goes? It's best to stay far away, so as not to mumble and annoy people in front of his eyes, and scare anyone with a broken silver needle.
Tang Qiaoqiao sighed and had to ask Wang Ma again to take good care of him.
Only after Tang Qiaoqiao and the program team met, did they know that Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke could not come because of the temporary schedule conflict, and two new flying guests would be added.
As for who it was, the director kept it strictly confidential and mysterious, which made Tang Qiaoqiao look forward to it. Could it be the superstar actor and actress
So Tang Qiaoqiao came to the suburbs of Beijing in the show team's van for a few hours. Don't look at the prosperous capital in the capital, but when you come to the suburban countryside, you seem to enter another world, remote and desolate.
When there was still more than ten miles away from the recording location, the director suddenly put Tang Qiaoqiao out of the car and left the photographer to follow.
He only threw down the sentence, "You can find a way to get there." Then the van scurried away, leaving a trail of exhaust gas.
The show team really will die if they don't do anything.
There is no shop in front of the village or in the back, there is only a dirt road filled with dust, how can I get there
After a while, another van came, left another person and a photographer, dropped the same sentence, and ran away again.
Oh, it's a new guest.
Tang Qiaoqiao walked over with joy and wanted to say hello to the new guests.
The man turned around and had a face-to-face with Tang Qiaoqiao.
Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but utter a foul language, "Crap!"
She was looking forward to a loneliness.