Li Yanyan pretended to be calm, and let the jade buttocks sit directly on the cushion, and a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in pale yellow tulle socks stretched out from the gorgeous skirt and stretched to the side and landed on the cushion.

Zhang Ji was stunned, he didn't expect Li Yanyan to agree so calmly.

At the beginning, Zhao Ji didn't care because of his relationship with Yingzheng, and Zhao Ji was born as a dancer, and she also suffered a lot during the Zhao Kingdom, and she was no different from a rural woman, so she didn't care about these etiquettes, but you Li Yanyan was also born in a local nobleman.

Handan Li is a third-rate nobleman no matter how poor he is, and his tutor will not be so debauched and uninhibited, and this Queen Mother of Chu has a fairy spirit, so she agreed so happily?

And just when Zhang Ji was stunned, Li Yanyan had already raised a jade leg as if no one was around, and stretched straight towards Zhang Ji.

The grape-like five-toed white and red, smeared with pale pink nail polish, hung in front of Zhang Ji.

And above the beautiful feet, there are white ankles, and above them are slender calves that are smooth as jade.

"I'm tired of Luo Nanjun."

Li Yanyan still maintains that calm demeanor, like a ruthless fairy who does not like things and does not feel sorry for herself, but her heart has become a mess.

Li Yanyan, Li Yanyan, what are you thinking, it is the remnants of the flowers who have served the two men, and they look noble and beautiful on their faces, but they are so debauched in their hearts.

From a certain point of view, in the face of the man she once admired in the past, Li Yanyan instinctively wanted to seize this opportunity

And Zhang Ji, who didn't know what Li Yanyan was thinking in her heart, was thinking, could it be that she was really a natural black belly?

He, who has a crooked heart, was restrained by Li Yanyan, who was as ethereal and pure as a fairy?

How can this work?

The enemy retreats, I advance!

Since Li Yanyan unconsciously gave himself a chance, he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.

Once born, second mature, and having had an experience with Zhao Ji, he didn't believe how difficult it was to deal with Li Yanyan.

"Don't bother."

Zhang Ji gently held the slender ankle, his left palm slashed through the pale yellow tulle sock, making a rustling sound, and his right hand clenched into a fist, using his knuckles to hold the trevium sock against the center of his foot.

"Hmm!"

Under the gentle caress of soothing, Zhang Ji's fist-clenched right hand suddenly stimulated the acupuncture points on the soles of Li Yanyan's feet, and the sudden stimulation made the fairy Empress Dowager of Chu State can't help but scream in pain, and the ethereal sound with a bit of coquettishness makes people think about it.

However, the sound insulation in the hall is not bad, and the palace maids outside the hall can't hear this slightly ambiguous sound at all, and they also start to exert a little bit of force when they see this Zhang Ji.

"Taichong acupoint, calm the liver and calm the wind, clear away heat and dampness, and relieve pain."

"The acupoints between the rows, the Yangling Spring acupoints, soothe the liver and gallbladder and relax the muscles and activate the nerves."

Zhang Ji's hands appeared a mass of ink-colored internal force, a small massage technique, but Zhang Ji not only used internal force to warm Li Yanyan's jade feet, which were slightly cold even in summer, but also used his preliminary understanding of the tenth gravity method of the "Book of Ink" "and love" to reconcile the "qi" in Li Yanyan's body with the means of "and love".

The two Mohist ideas of Shangtong and love determine the practice of the Mohist internal strength and the greatest feature of the internal force is "harmony", which can be balanced, swallowed and integrated, and the difference is only the tendency of the balance.

And this kind of harmony makes it so that even if the internal force is delivered to a person who does not have any martial arts foundation, it will not hurt the other party's meridians and internal organs, and if a martial artist who has practiced the internal force condensed by martial arts, he will not cause the internal force to run around and hurt the body because of the conflict and contradiction of the different internal forces in the body.

As time went by, Li Yanyan's cheeks became more and more rosy, and I don't know if it was because of shyness or because the stagnation of liver qi was dissolved, so that the healthy ruddy color returned to Li Yanyan's cheeks.

But Zhang Ji did not stop, but continued to send internal force from different acupuncture points little by little, surging towards Li Yanyan's limbs along the tendons and veins, warming her meridians.

People who are weak cannot be supplemented, and warming the meridians is also a method of forging the body, but those who also have the ability to do so either have a strong control over the internal force, or they are disciples of the Mo family.

Moreover, the internal cultivation must not be weak, otherwise even if it takes hard work to recuperate for a month, it may not be able to have much effect.

Li Yanyan also felt the feeling of the meridians being warmed, but in the same way, the warm internal force also made her feel more and more hot and throbbing, but she held on and pursed her red lips.

"It's all for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries!"

It's summer, and although it hasn't reached the hottest temperature at the moment, it's still not cool, and as the temperature in Li Yanyan's body rises more and more, the breath exhaled from her thin lips becomes more and more scorching.

Unlike Zhao Ji at the beginning, the internal force that was originally delivered into Zhao Ji's body was reduced after the impact of the toxin, and the liver qi that broke away from the stagnation would not cause this internal force to be severely reduced.

This not only led to a further increase in the temperature in Li Yanyan's body, but also caused this internal force to have nowhere to release and caused intense pain.

This kind of pain is not pain in the real sense, but a kind of discomfort that has nowhere to go, as if taking some kind of rejoicing drug.

When the pain cannot be effectively released, people will cry out in pain, which is the body's self-protection function and an alternative channel to vent.

"Uh-huh, hmm."

A touch of pale pink gradually appeared in the pale blue eyes, and a thin mist gradually condensed in the beautiful eyes, and then turned into a piece of crystal.

The jewel-like eyes became blurred with this crystal, and the feet wrapped in pale yellow tulle socks began to rub against Zhang Ji's palms and arms, intentionally or unintentionally.

The hot delicate body unconsciously looked for Zhang Ji, an ice cube that could relieve the heat, and the delicate body was also getting closer little by little.

Zhang Ji silently raised her head secretly, but saw that Li Yanyan's eyes were lowered at the moment, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids, like two closed windows, unwilling to let people peek into the panic in her heart, and her ten fingers were unconsciously twisted together, and her fingertips were slightly white due to force, as if she wanted to hold back the embarrassing cry of pain.

However, under Zhang Ji's deliberate guidance, in an instant, the waves crashed on the shore, the wind and clouds surged, even though the aftermath continued, Li Yanyan's delicate body had fallen heavily on the cushion, her red lips opened slightly, and she gasped heavily.

It was a wonderful sensation she had never experienced before, and her body felt so relaxed for the first time.

Beneath the smooth skin with a healthy pale pink luster, the blood is quietly surging, with a shy warmth and the smell of the sea.

(End of chapter)