Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack

Tang Qiaoqiao's fingertips lightly touched the scar: "Does it hurt?"

Shen Yue raised his eyes quickly and stared at her. There was no trace of disgust or disgust in her eyes, and most of the emotion he had been suppressing in his heart dissipated.

"It hurts?" He laughed self-deprecatingly, "I don't feel anything for these useless legs for a long time."

The piercing pain in the car accident seemed like a lifetime. For the first time, he knew that it was a blessing to feel the pain.

"follow me."

Tang Qiaoqiao stood up and pushed Shen Yue to the side of the sofa, helped him lie down on the sofa, and straightened his legs. Then she rushed to her room again and took out a wooden box.

Before sitting down, he rushed to get a small cushion.

That's how Shen Yue looked at her like a little spinning top, wandering around the room, the corners of her mouth slightly raised unconsciously.

"Ready."

Tang Qiaoqiao put the wooden box on the coffee table and sat on his feet with a small cushion on his calf.

She rubbed her hands, made her hands warm, and smiled: "First, I will be a horse and a chicken."

Tang Qiaoqiao started pressing from the inner side of his ankle with the thumb of his thumb, moving slowly and gently, from the ankle to the calf, knee...

Tang Qiaoqiao actually didn't learn massage specifically, he just watched some videos and taught himself, and memorized the twelve-character mantra "light but not floating, heavy but not stagnant, soft but strong."

"How is the strength, do you feel it now?"

"If you press twice like this, you will feel it. Doctors all over the world won't have to do it."

"How can the doctor compare to me." She was treating him with Reiki.

As the time passed, with Tang Qiaoqiao's massage, Shen Yue felt a tingling sensation slowly rising from the tail spine, and the calf was also a little hot.

The illusion must be a psychological effect.

Gradually, Tang Qiaoqiao's hand moved from the calf to the thigh.

Shen Yue stared blankly at her small pair of white and pink hands going up, gradually approaching the indescribable place.

However, she didn't seem to mean to stop.

Shen Yue's breathing became heavy, and he pressed her hand: "Enough!"

Tang Qiaoqiao was pressing vigorously, feeling that the massage feel was getting better and better, but he was suddenly interrupted, and the whole person was a little confused.

"I didn't press well?"

"No," Shen Yue's face was tense, "just press here."

Tang Qiaoqiao blinked, and moved his gaze down to some indescribable place. He seemed to understand something. He tentatively asked, "So, your lower body is not completely insensible?" Some places can still be used, that's what it means. Bar.

Shen Yue's face became darker, why does this woman mention this kind of thing without blushing every time.

Sometimes she feels as simple as white paper, she can cheer after planting a few leafy vegetables, and sometimes she can only be described as shameless, such as now.

Born in ancient Xuan Tie, Tang Qiaoqiao can be regarded as a straight daughter of real steel.

Taoist priests in the cultivation world are keen on the love of men and women, and they even practice dual cultivation, but most of them try to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires in order to gain the Tao.

Tang Qiaoqiao was immersed in this atmosphere, which caused her attitude to be split. On the one hand, she knew that there was such a thing, and she didn't shy away from it. On the other hand, in her opinion, it was just a way for humans to multiply.

Tang Qiaoqiao didn't know that her image in Shen Yue's heart had begun to be refined. She opened the wooden box and there were two rows of slender silver needles inside.

"If you don't press it, don't press it, then start acupuncture."

Shen Yue looked at the rows of slender and sharp silver needles, raising his eyebrows: "Do you really know acupuncture?"

Acupuncture and massage are completely different things.

He feels very unreliable, even if his legs are no longer conscious, but if the needle is stuck in the wrong way, he has to cause a necrosis of the leg.

Shen Yue shrank his legs and wanted to retreat.

Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed his ankle with his left hand, pinched a silver needle in his right hand, and narrowed his eyes: "The'needle' is on the string, so I can't help you."

Then her hand shook slightly, and she moved so fast that Shen Yue hadn't reacted, so she pierced down firmly.

Twenty minutes later, Shen Yue's calf and thigh points were filled with silver needles.

He couldn't move, he seemed to be an experimenter at the moment.

Tang Qiaoqiao gasped, and the acupuncture and moxibustion took a lot of energy.

In fact, the silver needle is only a carrier. The most important thing is to introduce her aura into the acupuncture points through the silver needle, so that the aura can penetrate every blood vessel and meridian of his legs, open up all the blockages, and repair the damaged nerves. .

This process can't be repaired once or twice. Of course, she won't tell Shen Yue about this. He just needs to see the results.

"It'll be fine for another half an hour."

The woman's forehead and nose are sweating, her face is flushed, her mouth is still smiling, and her tiny tiger teeth are looming.

Shen Yue's expression was complicated. He roughly pulled a few tissues from the coffee table and threw them to Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao was accustomed to his poisonous tongue from time to time, carelessly, carefully wiped off the sweat on his face.

After half an hour, Tang Qiaoqiao took the needle. In the next two days, she did it to Shen Yue twice, and he did not resist.

"In the two days I left, I asked Wang's mother to use those dishes in the back garden for you to eat. In addition, I also cooked some food in the refrigerator. You must eat."

"Massage and acupuncture will be stopped for two days, and then I will do it when I come back."

Tang Qiaoqiao confessed in a whisper, Wang Ma answered and told her not to worry, and she would take good care of her husband.

And Shen Yue didn't say a word, his face was frighteningly cold.

The second issue of "Wonderful Food" is about to start recording, and the planning of the program group has changed. This time the theme has changed, instead of restaurant sales, it has been changed to Huanju Farmhouse, so Tang Qiaoqiao is going to stay in a village on the outskirts of the capital. Two days and one night.

This is the first time she has come to this world without spending the night in a villa.

Shen Yue didn't know why he was suddenly depressed. Where Tang Qiaoqiao spent the night before, even if he died outside, it had nothing to do with him.

But now, unconsciously, Tang Qiaoqiao has invaded his life bit by bit, and every place in this villa is contaminated with her breath.

But he knows very well that she has her own life. She often tells him how many fans she has gained and that many people like the dishes she cooks.

She will be away for two days now to record the show, and she may leave for a long time because of work in the future, but he has no reason to stop her.

When he thought of this, his heart felt like a stone was crushed heavily.

Tang Qiaoqiao packed up his things and waved to Shen Yue, "I'm leaving."

Shen Yue did not respond.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked to the hallway, looked back again, and shouted at him: "I'm leaving."

"If you want to go, go quickly, what's the matter." Shen Yue choked coldly, turning the wheelchair vigorously with his right hand, leaving her a back view.

Why should he care about where she is going, it's best to stay far away, so as not to mumble and annoy people in front of his eyes, and scare someone with a broken silver needle.

Tang Qiaoqiao sighed, and had to ask Mother Wang to take good care of him.

After Tang Qiaoqiao and the program team merged, they learned that Wang Qiang and Xiaoke would not be able to come due to the temporary schedule conflict and would join two new flying guests.

As for who it is, the director is strictly confidential and mysterious, making Tang Qiaoqiao look forward to it. Is it a superstar actress?

So Tang Qiaoqiao came to the outskirts of Beijing in the van of the show crew for several hours. Regardless of the prosperous city in the capital, when you come to the suburban countryside, you feel like you have entered another world, remote and desolate.

When there were more than a dozen miles away from the recording location, the director suddenly put Tang Qiaoqiao out of the car, leaving the photographer to follow along.

He just threw down the sentence "You find a way to get there." Then the van sprinted off the road, leaving nothing but exhaust.

The show crew really kills the stars if they don't mess up.

There is only a dusty dirt road without the village in front and the shop behind. How did this go?

After a while, another van came, and another person and a photographer were thrown away, and the same sentence was thrown away, and he ran away again.

Oh, it's a new guest.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked over happily, wanting to say hello to the new guest.

The man turned around and had a face-to-face with Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but burst into swear words, silly!

She was expecting a loneliness.