On the second floor, since Wang Dong rented in, it was listed as Wang Dong's forbidden area by Murong Xiaoxuan, and now, it is the first time that Wang Dong has stepped into the master bedroom on the second floor, Murong Xiaoxuan's boudoir. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Of course, today is also the first day that Wang Dong has rented Murong Xiaoxuan's house.

Pushing open the door of Murong Xiaoxuan's bedroom, as the master bedroom, the area of the whole room is half larger than the second bedroom rented by Wang Dong on the first floor, reaching more than 70 square meters, the entire master bedroom is divided into several areas, a huge double bed, a whole row of wardrobes, desk dresser area, and even a small fitness area near the balcony.

Sure enough, it is a rich person, and the area of a single bedroom is comparable to the area of a complete set of small apartments in an ordinary apartment building.

"Poof!"

Wang Dong didn't have the slightest pity for the jade, and directly threw Murong Xiaoxuan on the huge double bed, causing Murong Xiaoxuan to snort.

"Stinky boy, can't you be gentle with beautiful women, rude, curse you to be a single dog for the rest of your life!"

Murong Xiaoxuan was extremely dissatisfied, gently rubbed her buttocks that were hurt, gave Wang Dong a roll of his eyes, and scolded complainingly.

"Murong Xiaoxuan, with your body bones, this time it won't hurt you, and your bed is so soft, it's probably very difficult to fall and hurt yourself!"

Wang Dong sat on the edge of Murong Xiaoxuan's bed unceremoniously, tried the elasticity of the bed slightly, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's really good, it's much more comfortable than the bed in the next bedroom downstairs." ”

"Alright, stinky boy, now you can get down and don't stain my bed!"

Murong Xiaoxuan glared at Wang Dong angrily, and kicked Wang Dong with her uninjured left foot, wanting to kick Wang Dong out of bed.

"Hehe", Wang Dong dodged, dodged Murong Xiaoxuan's kick, stood in front of the bed, smiled, and said, "Murong Xiaoxuan, don't blame me for not reminding you, when you attacked me at the door before, I subconsciously used internal strength, your right ankle looks unscathed on the outside, but in fact, you have already suffered internal injuries, if you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of bed for ten days and a half!" ”

"Internal strength? Internal? You're not fooling me again! Murong Xiaoxuan was a little unconvinced, looked at Wang Dong suspiciously, and snorted coldly.

"What am I fooling you about, you practice taekwondo mainly about external strength, but many ancient boxing techniques in China pay attention to the cultivation of internal strength, and I happened to practice some boxing techniques that can use internal strength!"

"Really?"

Looking at Wang Dong's demeanor, it doesn't seem to be a joke, Murong Xiaoxuan has already believed in Wang Dong's words just now, and he has heard the saying of internal strength, which is the category of internal boxing, but because the cultivation of internal boxing is not easy, it often takes decades of hard work to achieve something, but in modern society, people are generally anxious for success and profit, and pay attention to quick success, which causes very few people to practice internal boxing now, and it is even rarer to be able to cultivate internal boxing.

Murong Xiaoxuan looked at Wang Dong with some suspicion, how old is this kid, at most in his early twenties, can he practice his inner fist to the point of hurting people?

However, for many things, it is better to believe it than not to believe it, and the symptoms of his right ankle are indeed very similar to the legendary effect of the inner fist of the inner fist to hurt people, so Murong Xiaoxuan can't believe it.

"If it's really an internal injury, then ...... How is that treated? Do you know how to heal? ”

"I injured your right foot, so I naturally have a cure! Generally speaking, the best way to use traditional Chinese medicine for internal injuries is to use traditional Chinese medicine, but firstly, the internal injury of your right ankle is not so serious, and secondly, traditional Chinese medicine conditioning is extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive, so there is no need for that. In fact, for minor internal injuries, the quickest way to heal is massage! Wang Dong said confidently.

"How to massage? You know? ”

Murong Xiaoxuan looked at Wang Dong, who looked awesome and coaxed, pursed her lips disdainfully, and said sarcastically.

"Murong Xiaoxuan, what are you talking about, the method of massage, although I am not very proficient, but I still know a little bit about it, it is more than enough to treat your little injury, believe it or not, otherwise you will go directly to the hospital tomorrow for treatment, hehe, it's not me who blows, if you go to the hospital for this internal injury, you will be hospitalized for at least half a month!"

Listening to Murong Xiaoxuan's words, Wang Dong immediately felt unhappy in his heart, retorted a few words with his neck stalked, turned around and prepared to leave with his burden.

"Okay, okay, stinky boy, I can't believe you, how do you massage, you say!"

Murong Xiaoxuan hurriedly called Wang Dong, if he was really hospitalized for half a month, then he would really kill himself, because since he was a child, Murong Xiaoxuan's most feared thing was to go to the hospital, and until now, there is still a faint shadow in his heart.

"That's pretty much it! This massage method is very exhausting, if it weren't for me hurting your right foot, ordinary people would give money, and I wouldn't want to do it! ”

Wang Dong sat directly on the edge of Murong Xiaoxuan's bed, stretched out his hand to hold Murong Xiaoxuan's right foot, and commanded in a deep voice, "When I massage and massage below, don't resist, everything is under my command." ”

"I know, I know, next year I am not very old, and I still look old-fashioned, and I still say don't resist!"

Murong Xiaoxuan muttered a few words in a low voice, and obediently asked Wang Dong to grab his right foot, Murong Xiaoxuan has been practicing taekwondo for a long time, of course, physical contact with some people of the opposite sex is indispensable, and letting Wang Dong hold his right foot is indeed nothing.

Wang Dong slowly rolled up the trouser leg of Murong Xiaoxuan's taekwondo practice uniform, a plump, straight, and white calf as snow slowly appeared in front of him, Wang Dong suddenly felt dazzled, and his breathing seemed to be a little heavier.

Being held by Wang Dong with his right foot, feeling the heat in Wang Dong's palm, and the faint masculine aura on his body, Murong Xiaoxuan's heartbeat slowly accelerated, and the blood and heat flow rate of the whole body seemed to be a little faster.

In the past, when I was practicing taekwondo, although I also had physical contact with the opposite sex, but those were more of a dip, the time was extremely short, and there were often many onlookers around, and I didn't want to be like this, lonely men and widows in the same room, and it was also their own bedroom.

"Alright, stinky boy, what are you looking at? Didn't you say you wanted a massage, keep staring at my legs to see what to do, I know my calves are sexy, you won't like my legs! Giggles, you have a leg fetish! ”

Murong Xiaoxuan deliberately teased Wang Dong to divert his attention.

"Ahem......"

was exposed by Murong Xiaoxuan on the spot, even with Wang Dong's cheekiness, he still felt that his old face was red, and he pretended to cough a few times to divert the embarrassment on his face.

"I'm going to start!" Wang Dong cleaned up his mind and said with a straight face.

"Got it, let me see if your kid is really bragging, and what massage methods do you know, Wang Dong, you kid won't be deliberately looking for a reason to take advantage of me!"

Murong Xiaoxuan's bright eyes turned around, looked at Wang Dong, and said suddenly with some flirtation.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Murong Xiaoxuan's words made Wang Dong almost spurt out a mouthful of old blood, a demon girl, a naked demon girl, a demon girl playing hooligan, no one can stop it!

Wang Dong decided not to speak anymore, knowing that all his careful thoughts today must have been seen through by Murong Xiaoxuan, the demon girl, and he was completely powerless to fight back when he quarreled with Murong Xiaoxuan.

Immediately, Wang Dong silently operated the ancient boxing technique he had cultivated, and a faint stream of heat flowed down his palm and slowly penetrated into Murong Xiaoxuan's right ankle.

Feeling the heat flow at the ankle of her right foot, and the tingling sensation of the heat seeping into the muscles as if crawling over countless ants, Murong Xiaoxuan's apricot eyes instantly widened, staring at Wang Dong with an incredible expression.

Wang Dong, this kid didn't lie to himself, he really knew the technique of breathing and breathing in the inner fist. Murong Xiaoxuan has been weak since she was a child, and her father ran around for her body, seeking medical advice, but it didn't work at all.

Later, Murong Xiaoxuan's father occasionally met an old inner boxing master who was almost white, and helped Murong Xiaoxuan comb his body with the technique of internal boxing, so that Murong Xiaoxuan's weak physique improved.

This young experience is like a seed taking root in Murong Xiaoxuan's heart, and since then, Murong Xiaoxuan has been doing everything possible to find opportunities to learn Neijiaquan, but in modern society, Neijiaquan has long been lost, and the so-called masters of Neijiaquan in society are more grandstanding, using some terms to fool laymen, and they don't understand the real Neijiaquan at all, let alone the essence of Neijiaquan, the method of spitting.

After searching everywhere to no avail, Murong Xiaoxuan had to turn to learn taekwondo, which was extremely popular at the time, although Murong Xiaoxuan had a good talent, but due to the constraints of her congenital physique, she could only reach the level of Taekwondo black belt 3 dan.

And now, Wang Dong, a college student in his early twenties, really understands the technique of internal boxing, and he feels that the heat flow in his body is not weaker than any of the master he met when he was young.

To know which master is nearly 100 years old, but how old is Wang Dong, looking at Wang Dong's focused expression, Murong Xiaoxuan was both excited and surprised, as if he had seen an alien.

Wang Dong's current Guoshu Inner Fist Tuna Technique can only be said to be a beginner, using the Tuna Technique to help people heal their wounds is extremely reluctant, and he must pay full attention and cannot tolerate the slightest distraction, so he didn't notice Murong Xiaoxuan's strange gaze looking at him.

A few minutes later, Wang Dong slowly opened his eyes, stopped the technique of spitting, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.

"Alright, almost, you can rest for the night, and you should be healed tomorrow!"

"Really? It's amazing! ”

Murong Xiaoxuan moved her right ankle, except for some sour and numb feelings, the previous pain really disappeared.

"I can't see it, Wang Dong, you really don't show your face, I thought you were bragging before!"

Murong Xiaoxuan's wonderful eyes swirled around on Wang Dong's body, as if she wanted to see Wang Dong through.

"That's it! When did I, Wang Dong, brag, I have this massage and massage method, and most people beg me, but I don't bother to take care of it! ”

Looking at Murong Xiaoxuan, a demon girl, looking at her slightly adoring eyes at this moment, Wang Dong suddenly felt as if he had eaten the fruit of immortality, and he had a fluttering feeling all over his body.