Chapter 17: A Girl of Real Steel

 

Tang Qiaoqiao lightly touched the scar with her fingertips. "Does it hurt?"

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

"Hurts?" He laughed at himself, "I don't feel anything anymore in this pair of dead legs."

The heart-piercing pain in the car accident seemed like a world away from him. For the first time, he knew that it was a blessing to feel pain.

"Come with me."

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

Before sitting down, she also rushed to get a small cushion.

Shen Yue looked at her so busy 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 the side of his feet with a small cushion under her calf.

She rubbed her hands to heated up her hands and said with a smile, "I'll massage you first."

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

Tang Qiaoqiao never specifically study massage. She just watched some tutorial video and remembered the 12-character mantra "light rather than floating, heavy without pressing, soft but just."

" How is the strength? Do you feel it now?"

"If you press twice and I could feel it, doctors all over the world won't have a job."

"How can doctors compare to me." She was treating him with spiritual energy.

Time passed by. With Tang Qiaoqiao's massage, Shen Yue felt a tingling sensation slowly rising from his tail bone to his spine. His calf was also a little hot.

'It must be an illusion from a psychological effect.'

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

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

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

Shen Yue's breathing became heavy, and he caught her hand. "Enough!"

Tang Qiaoqiao pressed vigorously, feeling that she could do the massage better and better, but she was suddenly interrupted. She was a little confused.

"I didn't press well?"

"No," Shen Yue's face was tense, "just don't press it here."

Tang Qiaoqiao blinked and moved her gaze down to some indescribable place. She seemed to understand something and tentatively asked, "So your lower body is not completely numb?" Some places can still be used, right?

Shen Yue's expression became dark. Why does this woman mention this kind of thing without blushing every time?

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

As an ancient iron ladle, Tang Qiaoqiao can be regarded as dense as real steel in the matter of man and woman.

Taoist priests in the world of comprehension 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 passions and six desires in order to achieve enlightenment.

 

Tang Qiaoqiao was immersed in this atmosphere, which affected her attitude about it. On the one hand, she knew that there was such a thing, and she did not shy away from it. On the other hand, in her opinion, it was just a way for humans to reproduce.

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

"If you don't want me to press it, I won't press it. Let's start the acupuncture."

Shen Yue looked at the rows of slender and sharp silver needles and raised his eyebrows. "You really know acupuncture?"

Acupuncture and massage are completely different things.

He feels that she is very unreliable. Even if his legs are no longer conscious, but if a needle is stuck in the wrong way, it might cause necrosis to his leg.

Shen Yue shrank his legs and wanted to retreat.

Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed his ankle with her left hand, held a silver needle in her right hand, and narrowed her eyes. "If the needle pokes the wrong thing, I can't help you."

Then her hand shook slightly, and she moved so fast that Shen Yue could not react on time. She pierced down firmly and ruthlessly.

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

He couldn't move. He felt like he became an experiment at the moment.

Tang Qiaoqiao gasped tiredly. Acupuncture and moxibustion took a lot of energy.

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

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

"It will be fine for another half an hour." The woman's forehead and nose are sweating, her face is flushed, but her mouth is still smiling, and her small 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. He said gruffly, "Wipe your sweat. It's so messy."

Tang Qiaoqiao is used to his poisonous tongue at this time. She didn't care about his tone and carefully wiped away the sweat from her face.

After half an hour, Tang Qiaoqiao took out the needle.

In the next two days, she did it to Shen Yue twice, and he did not resist.

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

This is the first time since she has come to this world that she will spend the night outside of the Shen family's villa.

"I won't be back for two days. I asked Aunt Wang to use those vegetables in the back garden for you to eat. In addition, I also made some food in the refrigerator. You must eat them."

"Massage and acupuncture will stop for two days. Wait for me to come back and I will do it again."

Tang Qiaoqiao whispered to Aunt Wang, she responded and told her not to worry. She would take good care of her husband.

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

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

But now, unknowingly, Tang Qiaoqiao has invaded his life bit by bit. Every place in this villa is contaminated with her trace.

But he knows very well that she has her own life. She often tells him how many fans she has gained or how 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 it was crushed by a heavy stone.

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

Shen Yue didn't answer.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked to the hallway, turned her head again, and shouted at him, "I'm leaving."

"If you want to go, go quickly. What is with the shouting?" Shen Yue said coldly. He turned the wheelchair with his right hand, leaving with his back facing her.

Why should he care about where she is going? It's best if she stays far away so as not to mumble and annoy him and scare him with a broken silver needle.

Tang Qiaoqiao sighed. She had to ask Aunt Wang to take good care of him.

After Tang Qiaoqiao met the program team, she learned that Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke would not be able to come due to conflicting schedules. They would have to welcome two new guests.

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

So Tang Qiaoqiao rode to the outskirts of Beijing in the crew's van for several hours. Regardless of the capital's prosperity, you feel like you have entered another world when you come to the suburban countryside. It was remote and desolate.

When there were more than a dozen miles away from the recording location, the director suddenly asked Tang Qiaoqiao out of the car, leaving the videographer 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 dust from the exhaust.

'The show crew is really trying to kill their stars!'

There is only a dusty dirt road without any village in front of them, and the shops are way behind them. How can they get there?

After a while, another van came. Another person and a videographer were thrown away from the van with the same sentence. Then, the crew ran away again.

'Oh, it's the new guest.'

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

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

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

She was not expecting him.

Chapter 17: A Girl of Real Steel

 

Tang Qiaoqiao lightly touched the scar with her fingertips. "Does it hurt?"

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

"Hurts?" He laughed at himself, "I don't feel anything anymore in this pair of dead legs."

The heart-piercing pain in the car accident seemed like a world away from him. For the first time, he knew that it was a blessing to feel pain.

"Come with me."

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

Before sitting down, she also rushed to get a small cushion.

Shen Yue looked at her so busy 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 the side of his feet with a small cushion under her calf.

She rubbed her hands to heated up her hands and said with a smile, "I'll massage you first."

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

Tang Qiaoqiao never specifically study massage. She just watched some tutorial video and remembered the 12-character mantra "light rather than floating, heavy without pressing, soft but just."

" How is the strength? Do you feel it now?"

"If you press twice and I could feel it, doctors all over the world won't have a job."

"How can doctors compare to me." She was treating him with spiritual energy.

Time passed by. With Tang Qiaoqiao's massage, Shen Yue felt a tingling sensation slowly rising from his tail bone to his spine. His calf was also a little hot.

'It must be an illusion from a psychological effect.'

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

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

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

Shen Yue's breathing became heavy, and he caught her hand. "Enough!"

Tang Qiaoqiao pressed vigorously, feeling that she could do the massage better and better, but she was suddenly interrupted. She was a little confused.

"I didn't press well?"

"No," Shen Yue's face was tense, "just don't press it here."

Tang Qiaoqiao blinked and moved her gaze down to some indescribable place. She seemed to understand something and tentatively asked, "So your lower body is not completely numb?" Some places can still be used, right?

Shen Yue's expression became dark. Why does this woman mention this kind of thing without blushing every time?

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

As an ancient iron ladle, Tang Qiaoqiao can be regarded as dense as real steel in the matter of man and woman.

Taoist priests in the world of comprehension 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 passions and six desires in order to achieve enlightenment.

 

Tang Qiaoqiao was immersed in this atmosphere, which affected her attitude about it. On the one hand, she knew that there was such a thing, and she did not shy away from it. On the other hand, in her opinion, it was just a way for humans to reproduce.

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

"If you don't want me to press it, I won't press it. Let's start the acupuncture."

Shen Yue looked at the rows of slender and sharp silver needles and raised his eyebrows. "You really know acupuncture?"

Acupuncture and massage are completely different things.

He feels that she is very unreliable. Even if his legs are no longer conscious, but if a needle is stuck in the wrong way, it might cause necrosis to his leg.

Shen Yue shrank his legs and wanted to retreat.

Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed his ankle with her left hand, held a silver needle in her right hand, and narrowed her eyes. "If the needle pokes the wrong thing, I can't help you."

Then her hand shook slightly, and she moved so fast that Shen Yue could not react on time. She pierced down firmly and ruthlessly.

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

He couldn't move. He felt like he became an experiment at the moment.

Tang Qiaoqiao gasped tiredly. Acupuncture and moxibustion took a lot of energy.

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

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

"It will be fine for another half an hour." The woman's forehead and nose are sweating, her face is flushed, but her mouth is still smiling, and her small 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. He said gruffly, "Wipe your sweat. It's so messy."

Tang Qiaoqiao is used to his poisonous tongue at this time. She didn't care about his tone and carefully wiped away the sweat from her face.

After half an hour, Tang Qiaoqiao took out the needle.

In the next two days, she did it to Shen Yue twice, and he did not resist.

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

This is the first time since she has come to this world that she will spend the night outside of the Shen family's villa.

"I won't be back for two days. I asked Aunt Wang to use those vegetables in the back garden for you to eat. In addition, I also made some food in the refrigerator. You must eat them."

"Massage and acupuncture will stop for two days. Wait for me to come back and I will do it again."

Tang Qiaoqiao whispered to Aunt Wang, she responded and told her not to worry. She would take good care of her husband.

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

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

But now, unknowingly, Tang Qiaoqiao has invaded his life bit by bit. Every place in this villa is contaminated with her trace.

But he knows very well that she has her own life. She often tells him how many fans she has gained or how 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 it was crushed by a heavy stone.

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

Shen Yue didn't answer.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked to the hallway, turned her head again, and shouted at him, "I'm leaving."

"If you want to go, go quickly. What is with the shouting?" Shen Yue said coldly. He turned the wheelchair with his right hand, leaving with his back facing her.

Why should he care about where she is going? It's best if she stays far away so as not to mumble and annoy him and scare him with a broken silver needle.

Tang Qiaoqiao sighed. She had to ask Aunt Wang to take good care of him.

After Tang Qiaoqiao met the program team, she learned that Wang Qiang and Xiao Ke would not be able to come due to conflicting schedules. They would have to welcome two new guests.

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

So Tang Qiaoqiao rode to the outskirts of Beijing in the crew's van for several hours. Regardless of the capital's prosperity, you feel like you have entered another world when you come to the suburban countryside. It was remote and desolate.

When there were more than a dozen miles away from the recording location, the director suddenly asked Tang Qiaoqiao out of the car, leaving the videographer 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 dust from the exhaust.

'The show crew is really trying to kill their stars!'

There is only a dusty dirt road without any village in front of them, and the shops are way behind them. How can they get there?

After a while, another van came. Another person and a videographer were thrown away from the van with the same sentence. Then, the crew ran away again.

'Oh, it's the new guest.'

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

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

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

She was not expecting him.