Chapter 022: Lao Tzu lost a lot this time

Ye Sanping, who was struggling to no avail, sighed, spread his hands, and said with a slightly sly smile on his face: "It's the first time for me, can you be lighter, there is still time, don't be in a hurry." ”

Fang Yanan, who was soft, suddenly stiffened, as if he felt something, and this feeling became more and more real.

As an adult woman, even if she has never eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run? The answer, of course, is no doubt. Fang Yanan couldn't help but subconsciously let out a low cry, even if he was unwilling in a thousand ways, the flawless flower still couldn't stop burning badly.

Looking at the woman lying in his arms in front of him, like a fiery sunset in the sunset, Ye Sanping's eyes flashed with a little surprise and pride.

Fang Yanan took a lot of effort, even used the strength to feed, and finally broke free from Ye Sanping's arms, panting, and sat on the cement slab next to him.

When she came to her senses a little, she stared at Ye Sanping viciously, raised her pink fist and prepared to attack again.

Ye Sanping immediately turned over, put his hands together, and then stretched out his feet, and quickly stood up again, and his movements were completed in one go.

After successfully dodging Fang Yanan's pink fist, Ye Sanping patted his dusty back and lower body with his backhand, looked at Fang Yanan very vigilantly, and said, "Na, na, I can warn you, I am your savior, if you don't repay the favor, forget it, you still want to forcibly possess me..."

Ye Sanping didn't say anything about the key point, but looked at Fang Yanan with a lewd smile on his face.

Fang Yanan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was instantly angry back to the black-faced god by Ye Sanping, a lotus-like white jade pointed at Ye Sanping, eager to turn into a pistol and directly solve Ye Sanping on the spot, and said, "You, you are angry with the old lady." ”

"Look at you, here you are again, Xiaosheng is really scared." Ye Sanping trembled all over, clasped his hands around his chest, and muttered.

Fang Yanan saw the situation, he was really made to cry and laugh by Ye Sanping, gritted his silver teeth, and slammed his clenched pink fist on the floor to vent the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

"Oops." A delicate scream suddenly sounded, and then I saw Fang Yanan's eyebrows buried deeply, and her beautiful face condensed together in pain.

"My esteemed President, what's wrong with you?" Ye Sanping shouted defensively.

This time, Fang Yanan didn't pay attention to Ye Sanping, but reached out and kept rubbing the condyle of his right foot, and took off the high heels he was wearing on his feet. Suddenly, a white jade foot like a lotus root appeared in front of Ye Sanping's eyes, and the white ones could clearly see the green tendons of uniform thickness emerging on the surface, but there was a small piece of red and swollen as the size of the bottom of a beer bottle, and her expression looked very painful.

Ye Sanping was stunned, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, with years of experience in fighting and killing, he could almost conclude that Fang Ya's foot was dislocated, and it must have been injured when she accidentally stepped on the round wooden mix just now.

"Don't move." Ye Sanping suddenly spoke in surprise, but what emanated from his eyes was composure and calmness.

Ye Sanping bent down, with a serious expression, he held one hand on the upper foot and neck of Fang Yanan's injured condyle, and the other hand held the surface of the foot very measuredly, and twisted back and forth gently.

Fang Yanan was stunned for a moment, this was the first time that his feet had been gently held in the palm of his hand by a man like this, this feeling was very special. The man's hands were rough, but warm, and in an instant, a warm current continued to flow from the cold soles of his feet to the upper body, to the central nervous system deep in the brain.

Fang Yanan looked at the man in front of him with a serious expression and skillful movements, and couldn't help but ask secretly: Is this such gentle and caring man in front of him really the stinky scoundrel he knew before who would only take advantage of himself?

"I think it's dislocated." Ye Sanping looked up at Fang Yanan, who was shining with tears, and said in a low voice.

"Ahh

"Why, the president of a group, can't help this pain?" Ye Sanping deliberately made a joke in order to divert Fang Yanan's attention.

"Hmph, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk, who can't say cool words." Fang Yanan gritted his silver teeth and said.

"Oh, look, Haitian has woken up." Ye Sanping's eyes suddenly darkened, and he looked behind Fang Yanan.

Fang Yanan was really taken aback by Ye Sanping's call, and subconsciously turned around.

At the moment when Fang Yanan turned around, he saw the corners of Ye Sanping's mouth curl slightly, and at the same time, the hand holding the top of his foot twisted Fang Yanan's foot vigorously, and suddenly there was a "click" sound in the air, the sound sounded very crisp, it was the sound of bone reset.

"Ahh

Just as Ye Sanping twisted Fang Yanan's feet, almost at the same time, a hysterical scream immediately echoed in the open space on the entire third floor.

"You, you're going to die." Fang Yanan's face was pale, and she was in tears.

"Okay, you move and see if it's better." Ye Sanping stood up and clapped his palms, looking confident.

I saw Fang Yanan's beautiful eyes bulging, full of disbelief: How is this possible, just that moment ago, my leg can be healed?

Fang Yanan still didn't believe it, but saw her gently move the injured foot with palpitations.

In a moment, a touch of surprise immediately appeared on Fang Yanan's face, followed by a full of surprise and excitement.

"Hey, that's good." Fang Yanan's face was incredulous.

"What's going on? Dude's craft isn't bad, right? Ye Sanping looked at Fang Yanan proudly and said.

"Hmph, stinky." Fang Yanan said disdainfully.

"Hehe, don't say it, this is the second time I rescued you today, don't you have a drop of gratitude?

"Don't be complacent, you scared me a lot just now, and you touched my feet, but my feet have never been touched by any man, so this time we are even."

What Fang Yanan said was reasonable, vibrant, and thoughtful, like a calculating little woman.

Hey, this chick didn't hurry up and thanked her, she even beat her upside down, she was really a profiteer. Ye Sanping was already indignant in his heart.

"You, you are using strong words, Lao Tzu is a big loss this time." Ye Sanping gritted his teeth and looked like he was pitted.

"Poof." Fang Yanan showed a charming but slightly shy smile, looking very cute.

"Okay, okay, don't look like you've been beaten by frost, I thank you, can't you?"

This is the only smile that has appeared on Fang Yanan's pretty face for so many days, it is so happy, so simple, so cute and charming.