After school, Qin Yang held his bag and knocked on Xue Wantong's door.

Xue Wantong showed a two-smile smile on her face: "Here you come."

Qin Yang nodded, and the fragrance was already smelling at the end of his nose. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you making?"

Xue Wantong had a light blush on her face, and she whispered like a young woman at home: "Just a few home-cooked dishes, there are some things in the morning, and it's too late to go."

Qin Yang smiled casually and said, "It's much better than what I have in the cafeteria."

Xue Wantong didn't regard Qin Yang as her student at all. Perhaps since that birthday party, Xue Wantong had already found it difficult to regard Qin Yang as an ordinary student. After he helped her get rid of the entanglement of her gambling father, Xue Wantong treated him as an adult, even a more calm and mature adult than herself.

Xue Wantong said carefully: "I made a cup of tea for you on the table, and it should be ready. You can drink some tea, and it will take a while."

Qin Yang smiled and said, "You are so polite."

Xue Wantong said with a smile: "You are a guest and a doctor, of course you should be more polite."

Qin Yang sat next to the small table for dinner, picked up the cup of tea, took a sip, and the temperature was just right. It seemed that Xue Wantong had guessed that the tea was brewed at the time, so she was very considerate.

Qin Yang was not good enough to sit like this. He stood up and walked to the kitchen door, and smiled and said, "Where is Aunt?"

Xue Wantong smiled and said, "My mother went shopping and wouldn't come back for lunch today."

Qin Yang said oh, but thought in his heart that maybe Xue Wantong had sent her mother away, otherwise how would heal?

I just don’t know if her mother knows whether she gave Xue Wantong acupuncture...

Xue Wantong quickly fryed the last two dishes, put them on the table, and asked, "Do you want some wine?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "I need acupuncture later. What if I get the wine and silver needles in the wrong way? I'll just drink tea."

Xue Wantong didn't force her to serve the meal, and the two of them started to eat.

Perhaps Xue Wantong was thinking about acupuncture later, and she was already nervous and had nothing to say. After saying a few words, she was dry and speechless. Her expression fell into Qin Yang's eyes and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

He was naturally very quick to concentrate on his meal. In less than twenty minutes, he finished lunch. Xue Wantong washed the dishes and Qin Yang took over his Guanyin needle bag.

Xue Wantong wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen. Looking at the row of shiny silver needles that Qin Yang had set up, she asked nervously: "Come on now?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "This is OK at any time, you have to rest for a while before starting."

Xue Wantong bit her lip and said that she would come early and late. Since she had decided, there was no need to be slow down.

"Then come now."

Qin Yang nodded, touched his nose, and said softly: "The entire acupuncture process is probably lasting half an hour. You can go to the bathroom first."

Xue Wantong nodded and said shyly: "Okay."

Xue Wantong stayed in the bathroom for a while, and when she came out again, her face turned red, with a hint of charm in her shyness.

Qin Yang calmed down and smiled calmly, "Take off your shirt and lay flat. Well, if you feel embarrassed, you can blind your eyes and pretend to be an ostrich, maybe it will be better."

What Qin Yang said is not a solution. People have an ostrich mentality. If you watch a man acupuncture on his chest, the scene will naturally be very exciting. If you close your eyes or even blindfold your eyes, you will be a kind of self-psychological adjustment.

Xue Wantong nodded, turned her back and took off her shirt outside. She was no longer wearing underwear, but she was pressed against her chest. It was supposed to be done in the bathroom just now.

Xue Wantong's eyelashes drooped, and she didn't dare to look at Qin Yang. She bit her lip and lay on the bed. At this moment, her face was completely red, like a red cloth.

Although Qin Yang was in a strange mood, he was currently curing his illness and had no evil thoughts. He said softly: "I need to check first before I can better judge the position of the needle. This process will touch..."

Xue Wantong nodded, but her voice was as low as a mosquito, almost inaudible.

Qin Yang took a breath slowly and stretched out his hand.

Last time, Qin Yang pointed at Xue Wantong's acupoints, but he only slapped them a few times and had no skin contact. If Qin Yang checked for her, it would be impossible not to contact her.

When Qin Yang's hand touched Xue Wantong's still slightly barren soft flesh, Xue Wantong's whole body trembled, and now even her neck turned slightly red, her body stretched straight and her whole body was stiff.

Qin Yang pressed his fingers lightly and quickly to confirm whether there were any lumps inside. After pinching them a few more times, he took his fingers cleanly and started to insert the needle.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Wantong had ten silver needles inserted into her upper body, five of them on the left and right, with a symmetrical position.

Qin Yang gathered internal energy between his fingers, pointing it out like wind, and the internal energy entered Xue Wantong's skin like a stream of current flowing along the silver needle.

Xue Wantong didn't dare to open her eyes at all. She closed her eyes tightly, clasped her hands into fists, bit her lips, and looked shy and nervous.

When the internal energy, which was like an electric current, stimulated her subcutaneous tissue, Xue Wantong was filled with a sensation, and her skin instantly burst into thick goose bumps.

What's going on?

Xue Wantong had also done acupuncture before, and she never felt sore and swollen, but she had never felt such a strong feeling of over-electrosion?

The internal energy, like an electric current, continued to follow the silver needle, stimulating her subcutaneous tissue. The feeling of over-electricity was something Xue Wantong had never experienced before.

People in the world like to describe things between men and women as electric shock, but now Xue Wantong feels that she is really electric shock, and it is her most sensitive position. The slight current seemed to be directly electric to the depths of her soul, making her whole soul tremble.

She felt that her body was no longer her own body and was not under her control. She quietly tucked her legs tightly, trying her best to suppress the reaction of her body, biting her lips tightly, and preventing herself from making a sound.

More than ten minutes later, when the silver needle gradually stopped, Qin Yang folded his fingers and bounced it on it again, and a stream of internal energy rushed into her body again, Xue Wantong, who had been suffering, suddenly stretched out and a strange humming sound like a cat's cry suddenly appeared in her throat...

Qin Yang's expression, who was seriously applying needles, suddenly became a little strange. Looking at Xue Wantong's actions, he had guessed what had happened.

Qin Yang scratched his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!