Suddenly, someone knocked on the door eagerly, and Xiangling opened the door.

Seeing Xiangling's wet dress, Jia Xiaoliu hurriedly closed his eyes, stuffed the tray in his hand to Xiangling and said, "Miss Chu, my eldest brother has been hit by double Wushi San, and the bowl is oral medicine; In the jar is a medicinal wine for external purposes. After drinking the medicine, the eldest brother will vomit, and you dip your fingers in the medicinal wine, knead the seventy-two veins on your body, and pinch them for three weeks. ”

Xiangling's face changed and said, "Five stones? Is it dangerous? ”

Jia Xiaoliu replied: "It's very dangerous, and I have to worry about my life." I took stock of the people in the banquet hall, and the Sheng family was the most suspicious, so the eldest brother will hand it over to you to take care of. ”

Sheng family? Yang Qingyue is the enemy because of her, Xiangling's heart is even more mixed, and her heart is like fire.

Back in the bathroom, Yang Sansui was playing with water splashes in the pool, giggling while playing, and beckoning to Xiangling.

At this time, Xiangling really wanted to slap herself, how could she only know that she was angry at that time and didn't notice that there was a problem? I'm the fool!!

Xiangling jumped into the water again and dragged Yang Qingyue out of the pool, and saw a chaise longue by the bath, with a towel to wipe the water on the couch, felt for warmth, and pastries and fruits next to the couch.

Xiangling blushed, and stripped all the wet clothes on Yang Qingyue's body, leaving only a pair of dirty pants to wipe off the water.

Yang Qingyue still wanted to hug her, she was very excited, Xiangling simply wrapped him up like a rice dumpling with a felt and threw him on the chaise longue, making him unable to move.

Xiangling began to feed the medicine, Yang Qingyue pouted and refused to eat, Xiangling had to coax: "If you are willing to take the medicine, I will let you look in the mirror to see if there is you in my eyes, otherwise I will close my eyes and not let you see." ”

Yang Qingyue nodded: "You have me in your eyes, I know; Let's see if I have you in my eyes, okay? ”

How did the solemn Yang Organizer in the past become what he is today?

Xiangling's eyes seemed to be in the sand, a little sour and swollen, and nodded at the eager Yang Qingyue.

"Ah~~~" Yang Qingyue opened her mouth and waited for Xiangling to feed, Xiangling scooped a large tablespoon of medicine and fed it.

Yang Qingyue looked at Xiangling with round eyes.

Xiangling leaned down, gently cupped Yang Qingyue's cheeks with both hands, and let her eyes meet his.

At this time, Yang Qingyue had no calculation or conspiracy in her eyes, she just stared at her eyes, which made people laugh.

Seeing that Xiangling didn't answer for a long time, Yang Qingyue asked anxiously, "Do you see you in my eyes?" ”

Xiangling's eyes were sour and said: "I see, not only do I have it in my eyes, but here, there must also be." ”

Xiangling pressed her hand on Yang Qingyue's heart, feeling the beating of her heart, if she didn't know that Yang Qingyue liked herself, Xiangling was not even as old as Yang San.

Yang Qingyue's head suddenly rose, gave a quick peck on Xiangling's lips, and said with a smile: "Then you want me here too." ”

Yang Qingyue's hand poked out of the felt mouth and covered Xiangling's heart.

Xiangling's face instantly turned into a red cloth that was wet on a rainy day, how embarrassed and embarrassed she was.

After a long time, Xiangling knocked down the hand in disgust and said embarrassedly: "It's time to drink medicine." ”

Yang Qingyue opened her mouth honestly, and Xiangling simply put it on the edge of the bowl and fed him most of the bowl.

Yang Qingyue's face instantly turned bitter into a walnut beard.

This time I drank it, and I quickly had a reaction.

Yang Qingyue's stomach tumbled, and she immediately poured out on the side of her body.

Xiangling hurriedly patted Yang Qingyue's back, making him vomit heartily.

It wasn't until Yang Qingyue had nothing to vomit in her stomach that the man lay down on the chaise longue tiredly.

This time, the man was like a wheat seedling that had been drained of water, lying there lifeless, looking at Xiangling with stunned eyes, a little stunned, a little confused, a little ashamed, and mixed tastes.

Xiangling understands that Yang Qingyue has regained all her consciousness and will no longer make troubles childishly.

Xiangling cleaned up the filth on the ground, put her hands in the jar, dipped them in medicinal wine, her cheeks turned red into the sunset, and said to Yang Qingyue in a voice like a mosquito: "I, I will knead the seventy-two veins on your body for you, don't move." ”

Xiangling took away the felt covering Yang Qingyue's body, instinctively closed her eyes, and after closing her eyes, she scolded herself for not being pure.

Now it is related to Yang Qingyue's life and death, and he still dares to be angry, it is simply shameless, the heart of the doctor's parents, he regards himself as a doctor, and Yang Qingyue as a bronze man who recognizes acupoints.

Xiangling breathed a long sigh of relief and opened her eyes again, the distractions in her eyes had been removed, and they were replaced by a clear one.

Let Yang Qingyue lie flat first, then lie on her side, and finally lie on her stomach, Xiangling's fingertips, like a small hammer, start from the Tianting vein on the head, slide to the xiphoid vein on the chest in turn, and then move down to the femoral vein below the lower abdomen, and finally to the veins of the feet, pinching Yang Qingyue's whole body up and down, and after three weeks, Xiangling was already sweating on her cheeks.

turned Yang Qingyue's body around and covered the felt, but unexpectedly Yang Qingyue's eyes were closed tightly, and her face was so red that she couldn't speak.

Xiangling worriedly probed her forehead with her palm and found that she didn't have a fever, so she put her mind at ease and looked at the water and pastries on the small table, Xiangling asked, "Do you eat?" To drink or not to drink water? ”

After a long time, Yang Qingyue said in a voice like a mosquito: "You, you go and bake and dry the clothes and skirts first." In a typical hot spring bath, there will be hot stones, and if you put your clothes on them, they will dry in a while. ”

Xiangling looked down at her springy dress, and finally understood why Yang Qingyue closed her eyes when she pressed the acupoint, this color embryo was quite interesting.

Xiangling ran to the side of the bath, and sure enough, she found a hot stone, and said happily as if she had not seen the world: "Found it, I found it!" ”

Xiangling ran back, picked up Yang Qingyue's clothes and went to dry, and sure enough, in the time of a pillar of incense, the clothes were dry.

Xiangling took the dry clothes back and wanted to change them for Yang Qingyue, Yang Qingyue said angrily: "Fool, I'm covered with felt; Shouldn't you dry your own clothes first? Since my clothes are dry, put on mine first. ”

Xiangling shook her head decisively and said: "Men and women don't kiss, I, I'd better wear my own." ”

Yang Qingyue frowned and said, "Until now, you still ......" Yang Qingyue kept silent.

"......" Xiangling looked at Yang Qingyue in confusion, not knowing what he meant by the second half of this sentence, did he mean to "not separate from each other" with her?

Xiangling hurriedly threw down Yang Qingyue's clothes, and ran in the direction of the drying stone and said: "It's not a pity to have such a good 'fire kang', I'll lie on it and bake, the best of both worlds." ”

"......" Yang Qingyue's eyes dimmed, looking at her nervous appearance, she obviously liked herself, but at every critical moment, she chose to avoid it, why? Does she still like Wang Wenqian, and she can't choose for a while?

Wang Wenqian! Yang Qingyue squinted slightly.