When Yun Xiaoshuang was doing acupuncture, she didn't like to be interfered with and disturbed the most. Hua Qi once blocked her from applying acupuncture because she had never seen Yun Xiaoshuang's acupuncture, and Yun Xiaoshuang's eyes at that time were like ice, cold and piercing.

Zhao Mocheng had never seen such a Yun Xiaoshuang.

She just glanced at Watson, said nothing, and continued to complete her acupuncture.

Because of the unbearable itching, Zhao Mocheng's sweat beads had already wet the quilt and mattress. Finally, Yun Xiaoshuang finished applying the needle. She stood beside her with her hands hanging down at her sides, her eyes staring directly at Zhao Mocheng's legs.

But although she didn't insert the needle anymore, the itch was not weakened in any way because the silver needle was still on his body. Zhao Mocheng spent ten minutes in this unbearable pain, Yun Xiaoshuang finally pulled out the things that made him feel painful, and Zhao Mocheng suddenly felt a sense of relief on his body.

But when he tried to stand up, he found that his legs were as weak as noodles, and he didn't need any strength.

Yun Xiaoshuang took the silver needle, touched the water, it was still hot, and helped Zhao Mocheng to step into the barrel.

After those brown and blackened water came into contact with Zhao Mocheng's skin, the sudden comfort made Zhao Mocheng can't help but let out a moan. Recite. After realizing it, he suddenly blushed, and hurriedly looked at Yun Xiaoshuang who was supporting him next to him, and found that her attention was only on the potion, and she didn't notice the moan he had just made. After groaning, he breathed a sigh of relief and completely soaked his body in the barrel.

The feeling of the water flowing through the skin and the feeling of the silver needle inserting into the acupuncture points were simply two extremes, and the comfort brought to him by the potion entering his body made him can't help but close his eyes, and even his body was trembling slightly.

Yun Xiaoshuang changed into a new mattress and quilt at this time, and after cleaning up the bed, she moved a stool and sat next to Zhao Mocheng, looking at his side face silently.

His face was beautiful, as if carved by the finest craftsman in the sky. His lips are thin and he doesn't look like a good person to contact. In her world, it has been said that you should not associate too much with people with thin lips, because their temperament is as cold as their lips.

But Yun Xiaoshuang felt that this was biased.

Zhao Mocheng is also a thin-lipped person, but Yun Xiaoshuang feels that he is not ruthless, and he is in love with the bone marrow.

Yun Xiaoshuang's gaze swept from his lips to his tall nose to his closed eyes, and finally landed on the flickering eyelashes.

His eyelashes were long, more beautiful than any woman Yun Xiaoshuang had ever seen. Densely spread out, like the wings of a cicada, flickering when he trembled. Yun Xiaoshuang thought it was very good-looking, and before she knew it, she was staring at it.

Little by little, the sleepiness came up, and she just blinked, and fell asleep beside the barrel.

When the effect of the medicine on his body was over, and the comfortable feeling gradually turned into cold water, Zhao Mocheng slowly opened his eyes. The dark eyes seemed to be dotted with wax, making them deeper and brighter.

When he opened his eyes, Zhao Mocheng's eyes were still very confused. Because he keenly felt that his body was much stronger in this medicinal bath.

He clenched his fists, and sure enough, he felt the power he had not felt for a long time. The confusion in his eyes receded, and he looked to the side, the woman who had cared for her until she fell asleep on the edge of the barrel, and there was no sign of waking up.

Zhao Mocheng's gaze became softer and softer, he gently stroked Yun Xiaoshuang's head, and whispered, "You annoying stinky girl, didn't you say you were going to throw me in the barrel to sleep?" Why are you still sitting here with me? ”

Zhao Mocheng said smug and provocative words in his mouth, but the tenderness in his eyes seemed to be overflowing with rivers and oceans. He stood up from the medicine bucket, wiped his body with a towel, and made sure that there were no cold droplets of water on his body, then he picked up Yun Xiaoshuang, gently put it on the bed and covered it with a quilt, and then began to look at his body.

He moved his legs, the joy in his eyes barely controllable. He had been tortured many times in the past, but each time it was not the same as it was today, but the effect was not the same as it was today.

It's just that I don't know how long this strength can last now.

When he was in Lizhou City before, he stood up for the first time, although he felt that the double . His legs were weak, but he was able to control a few steps. At that time, he thought that there was nothing wrong with him, and Yun Xiaoshuang was busy again, and he never thought that Zhao Mocheng was discovering his double. After his legs could be moved, he couldn't wait to start practicing, so he didn't specifically remind him.

When she came back, she saw Zhao Mocheng lying on the ground unable to move.

Thinking back on that time, Zhao Mocheng still felt very guilty, until now he still remembered that Yun Xiaoshuang knew that he was secretly practicing and using his double strength many times. Legs when angry. He had no doubt that if Yun Xiaoshuang had a knife in her hand at that time, she would unceremoniously chop off her head.

Since then, even if his body has improved, he only dares to use his legs slightly, and he does not dare to start the martial arts repair program like last time.

Even this time, he just shook it and honestly crawled back into the bed. Yun Xiaoshuang went to bed early, but he didn't tell him about the precautions, and Zhao Mocheng was worried that his carelessness would make Yun Xiaoshuang's efforts go to waste.

When Yun Xiaoshuang woke up the next day, it was only a little later than usual. Although she was very tired yesterday, the habit of this body for nearly twenty years had become a rule, and she still woke up as usual.

She lay on the bed staring at the ceiling and blinked, and after a little distraction, she felt the movement of the people around her.

At this time, it was almost time for Zhao Mocheng to wake up.

So she got up from the quilt and planned to wait for Zhao Mocheng to get dressed, but she was held down by her warm big hands. Yun Xiaoshuang looked down and looked at Zhao Mocheng's still confused eyes. But the confusion in his eyes quickly dissipated and turned into clarity.

He sat up, took Yun Xiaoshuang into his arms, kissed her forehead, and said, "It's still early, you can sleep for a while, and I'll call you again at breakfast." ”

Yun Xiaoshuang patted his bare shoulder, touched the muscles on his arm by the way, and smiled like a little fox who had just succeeded: "No, when it's time to eat, my throat is dry and uncomfortable, where can I eat?" Go and pack up your preparations, and I'll get up in a moment. ”

"Okay." Zhao Mocheng kissed her forehead again, then her nose, and finally her lips.

A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and there was still the touch of Yun Xiaoshuang on his tongue. Zhao Mocheng felt a fire in his lower abdomen, and he deepened the kiss again, until Yun Xiaoshuang's body became soft, and he was even a little gasping for breath before he reluctantly parted, but those dark eyes clearly sealed the hungry beast.

"I went." Zhao Mocheng looked at her extremely reluctantly, he had to look at her when he took a piece of clothing, and he had to look at her when he tied a belt, as if he was going to work and the two of them would be separated forever.

Yun Xiaoshuang knocked on his head speechlessly, feeling sleepy, got up and got a new piece of clothes to change in the cubicle. Zhao Mocheng stared at the compartment that blocked his vision, and suddenly had the idea of tearing it down.

Xu is medicinal bath effect yesterday is too good, although Zhao Mocheng slept very late yesterday, but today is always very energetic, and he has inexhaustible strength all over his body, several times Yun Xiaoshuang felt that he wanted to get up from the wheelchair.

But I don't know if others didn't notice it or her observation was too subtle, except for her, no one seemed to notice that Zhao Mocheng was wrong. However, out of caution, when Zhao Mocheng had breakfast and was about to go out to work, Yun Xiaoshuang personally sent him into the carriage and warned him in a low voice when he lowered the curtain: "Your leg is almost completely healed, and you still have the last acupuncture and medicinal bath." But this time, not three days later, but seven days later.

During these seven days, you may feel that your body is very strong, or your lower body is following your brain uncontrollably, which is a normal thing, and it looks no different from a normal person. But you have to know that if it's not completely good, it's not completely good, and if there's a difference, it's different, and it can't be regarded as good. So, whatever you want to do, you can't do it now, you have to wait until after the next acupuncture bath. ”

She paused, and said with a strange expression: "I know that because you have been disabled for a long time, and you have been like this since you were a child, you can only control the upper body, and the lower body is a little uncontrollable. But you have to be in control, or you're going to be in a goof. I'm worried about the impact this will have on your plans. Do you know? You almost flew out of your wheelchair while eating today. ”

After speaking, she stared at Zhao Mocheng's changing face, lowered the curtain, stood farther away, and waved her hand at him, smiling wisely.

The sedan chair was lifted and wobbly. But even this did not interrupt Zhao Mocheng's daze.

His mind was always thinking about what it would be like to fly out of a wheelchair. He thought he couldn't imagine it, or maybe he thought she was whimsical. But damn it, he really imagined in his mind that he was flying out of a wheelchair.

Seemingly, it's quite funny?

On this day, the people in the office area in charge soon found out that their leaders today are very big names and lazy, fart. It's very normal that he hasn't left the wheelchair, but he hasn't even moved the wheelchair, and even asked them to hand everything directly to him, which is lazy and a little hateful.

Yun Xiaoshuang didn't know these things, and naturally she didn't think it was the effect of what she said before Zhao Mocheng left. At this time, Yun Xiaoshuang had already come to Moxue Tower, and sat opposite Meng Luo staring at this face in a daze.