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"Don't be afraid, I'm Mayor Ye who came to comfort you during the day, I saw that you had an injury on your waist, I learned a little medical skills with a herb lang when I was a child, and I wanted to come and see. Of course, it would be better if it could be cured, but there was nothing I could do if it could not be cured. Nod if you're willing to try. Don't yell, the impact is not good. Ye Fan squeezed out a little smile and whispered.

"Hmm!" The pretty widow looked at Ye Fan for a long time before nodding. But the body suddenly shrank into the quilt and wrapped itself tightly. Or are you a little worried about what to do if you meet a pervert mayor who attacks a pretty widow at night?

Ye Fan turned on the light. The pretty widow under the lamp is even more charming. Because he had just woken up, a pair of apricot eyes faintly shone with a glass-like luster, which seemed to be shining with color.

The towering breasts are also because of worry and fear. panicked, so the violent ups and downs, the real name is magnificent, and the color is heartwarming. But fortunately, there was a quilt to cover some of it, but the prominent outline of the quilt had already made Comrade Ye Fan secretly swallow a few big saliva.

Xin said: "Sure enough, it is a stunner, a natural stunner who will not pay for our lives, and the village girl and young woman may be more boring than those city women who are heavily powdered and have a thick coat of paint on their faces." ”

"You stretch out a hand, preferably your right hand." Ye Fan said with a smile, his face tried to be sincere and friendly, at this time, it was necessary to minimize the fear of the pretty widow, otherwise, this spirit was in a high degree of tension, and how to talk about this treatment. The pretty widow stretched out her left wrist, and Ye Fan lightly put it on it. Her hand couldn't help but tremble, and it was still a little uncomfortable to be touched by a strange man. It's night, after all. If it's in a regular hospital, it's nothing.

Ye Fan closed his eyes and breathed, and a trace of internal strength slowly overflowed from the meridians of the pretty widow's hand. It can only be said that it is overflowing, because he has not yet reached the realm of the top master who can spew out the tricks with his internal strength.

Soon the meridians reached the waist, and I felt that the breath was still unimpeded here.

"It's a bit of a coincidence, since the pretty widow has a pain in her lower back. There doesn't seem to be anything strange here, but what's wrong? Ye Fan felt that it was a little difficult. If you can't find your own golden needle, you can't find it. It's like a hedgehog covered with thorns, with no mouth.

"You stand up and squat and try, just stand on the bed and try to move your body, and you can show me where it hurts." Ye Fan said.

Seeing that Ye Fan, the mayor of the town, sneaked into his room late at night, and seemed to be quite honest, and there was no unruly movement or anything, the pretty widow relaxed a little.

I stood on the bed a little shyly, but the quilt was still wrapped and I didn't want to take it away, and I still couldn't let it go, after all, it was too dangerous for a lonely man and a widow.

"How can I try if I don't take the quilt away, if you really don't want to cure the disease, I'm not hypocritical, I'm leaving." Ye Fan was a little angry, his face sank and he was about to leave when he stood up.

It's too boring for these people to treat her with a hot face and stick to her cold ass, what do you care about me because of the lack of labor.

"Don't go! I'll take it off. "The pretty widow is really a little afraid that Ye Fan will leave, maybe Mayor Ye can really cure her illness.

A town mayor in Zhuotang, if he really wants to find a woman, the eldest girl in the village must not break his door. What is so attractive about being a widow, and I am afraid of this, I really treat myself as a sweetheart.

So the pretty widow also let go, and quickly lifted the quilt, revealing the underwear and underwear sewn from thin flower cloth that she was wearing inside.

However, because the pretty widow opened it in a hurry, she forgot that there were still two buttons on her blouse that were not buttoned properly, perhaps because they were squeezed out when she was wrapped in the quilt just now.

Most of the plump and white tenderness were exposed outside, trembling slightly, so panicked that when she wanted to reach out and buckle her clothes, Ye Fan snorted: "Squat down and try, do it a few times, bear with it." ”

The pretty widow had no choice but to squat down according to Ye Fan's command, and this time it was all gone. Shi Fan's condescending whole chest was completely seen, and the two trembling peaks were crowded together, and the cleavage was particularly deep and shocking.

"Good! Stand up! What does it feel like. Ye Fan swallowed his saliva dryly and said, his eyes didn't dare to look at others anymore.

"It hurts in the chest, and it's right here." The pretty widow suddenly turned red like a watery peach, because the pain hurt the roots, how embarrassed to speak.

"Where the hell?" Ye Dan's tone was much heavier, a little impatient, and a little regretful coming to see a doctor.

I knew that such trouble would not come, and the pretty widow's breath rushed straight to her nose, although she did not spill perfume on her body. But the pure natural body breath of the young women in the countryside is even more frenzied.

In addition, she was lured by Fang Nimei in the village committee just now, and there was nowhere to vent the fire, and now the accumulation in the body had a faint tendency to erupt, and there was a sudden reaction under the crotch.

"Here!" The pretty widow was forced to do nothing. It's like this, if you get angry, Mayor Ye will lose a little. Qiu'er. Only the fork was seen by him in vain. It was indeed a big loss, and he was very embarrassed, and he only whispered on one side, so ashamed that he couldn't dig a hole in the ground and drill down.

"Hmm!" Ye Fan pretended to hum. His gaze couldn't help but sweep to the mountain peak on the pretty widow's chest. It doesn't matter if you take this sneak peek, what you want to take is that it is really on fire, and a violent yang fire qi rushes up from the dantian, and it suddenly stands up below.

Panicked, Ye Fan hurriedly sat on a wooden stool next to the bed, and his legs were clamped tightly so as not to go away, if he really wanted the pretty widow to see that thing, it would be too big, and it would damage his image as a big mayor.

In fact, the pretty widow was standing on the bed. The condescending one had already seen it, and at this time, the lower abdomen also reflected, thinking of the previous entanglement with the dead ghost husband. I also felt a dry heat coming up.

The body that hasn't been touched for a long time since her husband died, it seems as if someone has suddenly set it on fire. Even the roots of my legs felt a little weak, and I couldn't stand anymore.

"Sit down, I'll try again." Ye Fan said. Again, the qi went through the meridians of the pretty widow, and rushed all the way to the breasts. When the net reached the breast, I felt that the internal strength and breath were suddenly suffocated, as if I had encountered some barrier. Suddenly, the pretty widow's body shook violently, and even her sexy lips grinned, but she didn't make a sound.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Ye Fan asked with joy in his heart.

"Hmm!" The pretty widow snorted.

"Looks like there's something wrong." Ye Fan snorted. The brow is furrowed like old pine bark. Now we're in big trouble again.

After several rounds of testing, Ye Fan can basically draw conclusions. The pretty widow was carrying firewood that day, and when she stood up, a strong breath rushed to the nickel in her chest, which was blocked and caused the lesion. The meridians are so bad that every time you want to increase the amount of exercise, the breath in the body will cause severe pain as soon as it arrives.

It's on the chest of the "God Sealing Acupoint." Place.

This "God seals the hole." However, it is on both sides of the chest, between the middle of the chest and **, about 3 fingers wide from the middle of the chest, and the needle should be pricked in this place.

Before the needle is pricked, the pretty widow must be activated and blooded. To put it bluntly, it is like massaging Yumeng's snow face that day, and first of all, you have to massage the pretty widow to play the role of Hailuo blood. In a sports proverb, it's called "warming up"

Press down on the finger face or knuckle. And do a circle massage, and this kind of massage is not good for other women to replace, because in the process of gentle rubbing, it is necessary to overflow the qi and warm the meridians.

That's a problem.

Ye Fan was silent for a long time, unable to speak. It is estimated that tonight is for nothing, if Ye Fan does not have the eyes of the needle through his clothes, and the massage and rubbing are still going to be carried out, he can't be used.

Seeing that Ye Fan hadn't spoken for a long time, the pretty widow thought that her waist was gone, and asked a little tremblingly: "Ye," Mayor Ye, is there no hope. Alas! I'm done sick, this life is estimated to be over, what should I do, my in-laws still have to be raised. I also have a child. ”

"You, you'd better find someone to remarry." Ye Fan sighed.

"Find someone, who wants to find a drag oil bottle now. First of all, I can't do work in this body, that is, it usually hurts to walk too much, and who wants a sick number in this society. Besides, I still have in-laws, and no one is willing to support my in-laws. ”

The pretty widow said with tears streaming down her eyes. It's about to fall, and it's especially pitiful at the moment

"Mayor Ye, you can try it." The pretty widow pleaded.

"Alas! It's a thousand bucks, and I'm leaving. Ye Fan sighed, took out a thousand yuan from his leather bag and put it on the bed before leaving.

"Mayor Ye, don't you even want to give it a try?" The pretty widow's face was terribly white, like a watery cabbage that had been soaked in water for too long and had a tendency to rot, and at this time her hope was suddenly shattered, and she couldn't stand it.

I can't take care of the buttons of my shirt when I slip open, and my whole chest is basically half-covered and half-naked without noticing. Even his body was trembling, and he seemed to be unable to stand steadily, and he sat on the bed again, and the tears flowed silently.

"I can't take this money, and it's not easy for you to get your salary, please take it back." The pretty widow wiped her tears, grabbed Ye Fan's hand and stuffed the money back.

"Alas! It's not that it can't be cured, but you can cure this disease. I'm eighty percent sure, that is, "yes" Ye Fan even said two, "yes." Didn't say anything.

"That's what, you say, I spelled. Even if it hurts, I can stand it. The pretty widow thought that the treatment was very painful, but Mayor Ye was worried that he couldn't stand the pain, and his attitude was very resolute.

In a hurry, he hugged Ye Fan's hand, afraid that he would leave. The two of them were really tightly squeezed on Ye Fan's wrists.

Feeling the strange smoothness and elasticity coming from his wrist, Ye Fan's heart began to tremble. The crow fire in the dantian was aroused. The ghost envoy turned his wrist and rubbed it against the peak of the pretty widow.