Chapter 100O7: Could it be that my body is not hot enough?
"I like it, but I can eat it occasionally, and if I eat it often, I will have diarrhea. Yang Ren said with a dry smile, he felt that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise Song Qiuyan would definitely be tempted, and it would be difficult to deal with it at that time.
"Oh. I understand. Song Qiuyan nodded, Yang Ren didn't know what she understood.
Yang Ren picked up the spoon and dug a little bit into each plate of desserts to taste, then smacked his lips, looked at Song Qiuyan, and said solemnly: "Qiuyan, I've eaten all the desserts, now you can start hammering, wait a minute, I have other things." ”
"That... All right. "The reason why Song Qiuyan delayed the hammer was of course to let Yang Ren stay in her house for a little longer, and now that Yang Ren said that there is still something to do, of course she can't delay it, otherwise there will be no time to hammer at that time, and she will not be busy in vain.
"You sit down on the couch. Yang Ren stood up and took out the brown Zhenyuan hammer from the jade pendant with Song Qiuyan on his back.
"Is this the legendary Zhenyuan Hammer?" Song Qiuyan's eyes widened when he saw the Zhenyuan Hammer, and he seemed to be very interested in this hammer, "Can I take a look?"
"No problem. Yang Ren put the Zhenyuan hammer on the coffee table, because if it was handed over to Song Qiuyan directly, I was afraid that she would break her toes, because she couldn't hold it.
Song Qiuyan reached out to take the Zhenyuan hammer, and when her fingers touched the handle of the hammer, there was a cool feeling that was refreshing, but the hammer did not move at all.
"Wow, this little hammer is so heavy!" Song Qiuyan was taken aback, her mouth open enough to fit an orange.
"How can you cure a disease if it's not serious?" Yang Ren said proudly, leaned over and picked up the Zhenyuan hammer, prepared to use the hammer, and asked, "Qiu Yan, you haven't told me where you are uncomfortable." ”
Song Qiuyan's face immediately turned crimson, and she said wryly, "People are embarrassed to say it." ”
"What's so embarrassing about this, now that you're a patient and I'm a doctor, what's so embarrassing about a doctor?" Yang Ren smiled gently, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, which made Song Qiuyan a little distracted.
Song Qiuyan opened her mouth and closed it again, wanting to speak several times and stopping, feeling that it was difficult to speak.
Now that her relationship with Yang Ren is just on the right track, if Yang Ren doesn't like her or even hates her because of her illness, wouldn't it be a failure, and she wants to cry without tears!
"Forget it, let's not knock!" Song Qiuyan pursed her lips and thought about it, and decided not to knock.
"How can this work, I have received your money, how can I not knock it?" Yang Ren hurriedly said, "If you really don't knock, I can only return your money." ”
"Do you really want to knock?" Hearing that the money was going to be returned, Song Qiuyan stopped doing it again, if the money was returned, wouldn't the relationship with Yang Ren also be refunded? "I said that you are not allowed to laugh at me!
"No, no!" Yang Ren said in a calm tone, "I have been practicing for so many years, I have never seen any disease, how can I laugh at you because of a disease?"
Song Qiuyan bit her bright red lips with her white teeth, hesitated for a long time, and finally raised her soft hand, pointed at her right chest, her face immediately turned crimson, and her voice was like a gnat: "I have a boil here." After saying that, he was ashamed, buried his head between his arms, and didn't dare to look at Yang Ren anymore, blaming himself in his mouth, "Oh, I'm ashamed!"
"Qiu Yan, this is not a big problem, you don't need to be ashamed. Yang Ren comforted gently, "Don't worry, I can use a hammer to knock that boil apart." ”
"You won't look down on me, will you?" Song Qiuyan raised half of his face from the crook of his arm and looked at Yang Ren with a confused gaze.
"No, it won't. Yang Ren shook his head, then shook the hammer, and said in a deep voice, "You lie down on the sofa, I'm going to start hammering." ”
"Do you need to... Song Qiuyan's face turned red, and she wanted to ask if she needed to take off her shirt, but when she thought that her body was about to be exposed in front of Yang Ren, she felt very ashamed.
"No, you don't. Yang Ren said decisively, he understood what Song Qiuyan wanted to say, and he also understood what she was worried about. For the current Yang Ren, does it take so much effort to break up a small boil.
"Then I'll rest assured!" Song Qiuyan grinned, her complexion was snow-white, her facial features were pure, and her figure was very hot, and her appearance was actually quite high.
"You're lying flat on the couch. Yang Ren stretched out his hand to smooth the sofa, put a pillow on one end of the sofa, and motioned for Song Qiuyan to lie down.
Song Qiuyan lay down on the couch very obediently, with her hands folded on her stomach, looking graceful and elegant, like a lying female bodhisattva.
Yang Ren didn't dare to blaspheme, half-squatting and half-kneeling on the edge of the sofa, stretched out his left hand to hang above Song Qiuyan's left chest, opened his hands and eyes to see inward, perspective is a must, otherwise how to knock it. However, Yang Ren only allows the hand-eye perspective to the designated position, and is not allowed to expand the perspective range at will.
However, due to the special nature of this area, it is impossible for the hand and eye not to see part of the secret. If this was the first time Yang Ren opened his hands and eyes and saw this part of the secret, it might make him blush or have some kind of impulse. But now that he has had his hands and eyes for a long time, and he is used to perspective, it can be said that he has been in the sea for a long time, how can he be impulsive for a drop of water.
That is, after a slight glance, the hand and eye immediately looked inside through the skin.
As Song Qiuyan said, there is indeed a boil in his left chest, which is about the size of a chess piece in Go, and it looks like it has been a long time.
Song Qiuyan quietly watched Yang Ren hang his hand in the air above her, and did not touch her body, feeling very strange, thinking that Yang Ren did not dare to touch her body, and said without blushing: "You just said that you are a doctor and I am a patient, do you have such a way to treat patients? Tell you, I have a good psychological quality, and it doesn't matter if I touch the doctor." ”
"Someone commits Tai Sui, add one point to the evil spirit!"
Don't touch you, do you still have an opinion? It seems that you have already regarded yourself as a lamb to the slaughter!" Yang Ren scolded.
"Don't worry, I'll bump into you later. Yang Ren said meaningfully, then picked up the Zhenyuan hammer from the coffee table from the twisted body, smoothed the wrinkles on Song Qiuyan's clothes with the hammer head, and then tapped it seriously in that position.
At the beginning, Song Qiuyan felt scared when she saw the hammer, worried that it would be too heavy and crush her body, but the hammer was like a chopstick in Yang Ren's hand, light and fluttering, so that she didn't feel much weight.
Later, Song Qiuyan found that Yang Ren had never touched his body with his hand during the tapping, and what was in contact with his body was the brown hammer.
"It's really a good person like Yanagi Hui, it's rare!" Song Qiuyan secretly admired, and liked Yang Ren more and more in her heart.
"Is it because my body is not hot enough to be unattractive to him?" Sometimes Song Qiuyan thinks like this, suspecting that his charm is not enough, so Yang Rencai is not interested in himself...
"Someone commits Tai Sui, add one point to the evil spirit!"
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