Chapter 100

Yang Fen's heart jumped with a bang when she felt Zhou Ting's tension. A hard feeling came from her hips, which made her spring heart ripple. Her husband is busy with business and often doesn't go home. Moreover, she doesn't know whether there are other women outside. Her body is much worse than before. She hasn't felt full for a long time.

However, there was a skirt separated from Xiaonei. Yang Fen didn't feel the hardness of Zhou Ting very clearly.

Zhou Ting's big hand pressed on Yang Fen's snowball. His skin was tender and smooth like lanolin. Zhou Ting loved it when he massage.

Under the stimulation of Zhou Ting, Yang Fen kept twisting her legs, as if she was enduring something.

Yang Fen only felt that a clear spring gurgled out along the grass, and Xiaonei was already wet. Before long, she couldn't help it any more. She gently lifted her skirt. After pulling off the small inside, her hands kept shaking in the mud ditch.

Zhou Ting, a bloody man, looked at such a hot scene, and his nose blood almost flowed out. Close to Yang Fen's ear, he whispered, "aunt Fen, this is the ultimate temptation. You're not afraid that I can't help but throw away your indecency."

"Giggle, you have a lot of courage. After eating Xiaoyue, you come to my idea again." Yang Fen smiled and suddenly asked, "I'm facing you. Can you massage?"

"Of course, but you'll be more embarrassed in that position," Zhou Ting explained.

"There's nothing embarrassing about such a big person," Yang Fen said. She stood up and took off her skirt instantly. The mud ditch of Chengxi suddenly appeared in the black jungle.

After sweeping the place between Zhou Ting's legs, Yang Fen's eyes flashed a little intoxicated and sat gently in front of Zhou Ting. Two tall snowballs appeared in front of Zhou Ting.

Zhou Ting swallowed his saliva, pressed his hands upward, took it in his hands and continued to massage. Close and careful observation, we know how ambitious Yang Fen is here. Zhou Ting was more and more excited because he couldn't grasp one hand at all.

Zhou Ting also saw the shaking of Yang Fen's hand in his grass. The overflowing stream has more visual impact.

Glancing at Zhou Ting, who was breathing a little fast, Yang Fen giggled, held her hands between Zhou Ting's legs and quickly set them in her hands.

When the comfortable feeling came, Zhou Ting smiled and said, "aunt Fen, your hand is really powerful."

"Giggle, is Xiaoyue comfortable?" Yang Fen asked Zhou Ting. The two groups of soft meat were close to Zhou Ting's chest, and Zhou Ting's heart beat violently.

Zhou Ting smelled that several black lines appeared on Yan's face, and some speechless said, "Why are you pulling Xiaoyue? She hasn't done it for me."

Hearing Zhou Ting's words, Yang Fen giggled and seemed to feel that the mud ditch was a little empty. She looked at Zhou Ting's things close to her lower abdomen, and a palpitation flashed in her eyes. Then she lifted her body slightly, and the jungle slowly covered it.

Zhou Ting only felt that the blood had stopped flowing. The ecstatic feeling came slowly. Zhou Ting wrote and called out first.

"Sure enough, it's too big to get in." Yang Fen muttered, looked at Zhou Ting, and her eyes were full of tenderness: "you're really powerful."

Zhou Ting couldn't help but bite at a grape. Under Zhou Ting's provocation, Yang Fen soon entered the state and constantly twisted her body on Zhou Ting's legs.

Zhou Ting enjoyed the ecstatic feeling while massage Yang Fen. Estimating the time of massage, Zhou Ting also let go.

At the moment, Yang Fen had lost it once. Seeing Zhou Ting stop, she also guessed that the massage was over. She opened her mouth and shouted, "hurry up and work hard!"

Soon, in Yang Fen's trembling, the second wave arrived again. Feeling the fullness in her body, there was still no sign of defeat. Yang Fen finally gave in, fell on Zhou Ting and said, "let me lie down and toss around."

Zhou Ting chuckled and asked Yang Fen to lie down. Then the fierce battle began.

An hour later, Zhou Ting could not help but surrender. Yang Fen only felt the torrent flowing in the deep mud ditch, holding Zhou Ting tightly and trembling with excitement.

When Zhou Ting finally stopped, Yang Fen looked at Zhou Ting with eyes full of satisfaction. In more than an hour, she arrived seven times.

"Xiao Ting, you're really good. I've never been so cool in my life." Yang Fen said contentedly while lying in bed.

Zhou Ting got up from Yang Fen. When Yang Fenton felt that the jungle was empty, he looked at Zhou Ting's long snake and was amazed. No wonder Zhang Yue can play with the boy wholeheartedly. With such a cool feeling, she is willing to devote herself every day.

Looking down at the muddy place, Yang Fenbai glanced at Zhou Ting and said, "you did it all. It's all like this."

Zhou Ting looked at the attractive place and said with a smile, "go to the bathroom and wash. There's hot water."

When the two were ready, Zhou Ting sent Yang Fen outside. Yang Fen got into her car, waved with Zhou Ting and went home.

After Yang Fen left, Zhou Ting quickly walked to the hospital. And he Chen agreed that the slowest hour is more than an hour and a half. I don't know if Zhao Jinfeng has come back.

When Zhou Ting returned to the Medical Museum, he saw Zhao Jinfeng sorting the purchased herbs.

"When did you come back?" Zhou Ting came in and asked.

Seeing Zhou Ting enter the door, Zhao Jinfeng said with a smile, "just a few minutes back, where have you been?"

"I treated my patient. This medicine..." Zhou Ting looked at the medicine bought by Zhao Jinfeng and nodded: "it's pretty good."

"Well, I'm old enough. I bought five thousand two this time. The boss was kind and only charged me five thousand." Zhao Jinfeng said with a smile.

Zhou Ting smiled when he heard the speech. After Zhao Jinfeng classified the drugs, he looked at the medicinal materials on the original shelf. Zhou Ting took out several more pairs and asked, "is there a place to make medicine?"

"Yes, it's in the kitchen," Yang Fen said quickly.

Zhou Ting took the medicine and went into the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw the medicinal tools. Let Zhao Jinfeng grind all the medicine into powder. Zhao Jinfeng did not hesitate to start the operation and quickly ground the medicine.

Looking at her skillful appearance, Zhou Ting couldn't help nodding. In this era when traditional Chinese medicine is not prosperous, it is not easy for Zhao Jinfeng to have such skilled skills.

He lit the fire and put all the medicine in. More than half an hour later, the medicine soup was brought out by Zhou Ting one night.

"Aunt he, drink all this medicine, and then come to the bedroom with me. I'll give you an injection." Zhou Ting handed the bowl.

Looking at the dark ink like medicine juice, it exuded a faint fragrance. It was not as bitter as expected. Without hesitation, he directly looked up and drank it.

After drinking, he wiped his mouth and finally smiled: "people say that good medicine is bitter and beneficial to disease, and traditional Chinese medicine is bitter. I drank your medicine and wanted to drink more."

"Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound. There are many kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. What do you feel now, aunt he? Does your lower abdomen feel a little hot?" Zhou Ting asked.

"Yes, I feel hot when I drink it. Now I feel like it's getting hotter and hotter." he Chen hurriedly replied.

Zhou Ting nodded and said softly, "aunt he, you come to the bedroom with me. Jinfeng, just look at your medical school outside. I don't need help for the time being."

"OK, just call me if you need anything." Zhao Jinfeng felt relieved about Zhou Ting's medical skills and let Zhou Ting go.

Let he Chen sit on the bed and Zhou Ting ask him to lift his coat. Hesitated for a moment, he Chen took off his coat as soon as he gritted his teeth, revealing the whole picture inside.

He Chen's chest is not big, but it is not small. Because there is a bra across it, he can't see the color of grapes.

Although he is suffering from diabetes, he can still maintain his skin, and his skin is white and tender.

"Pull your pants down a little." Zhou Ting ordered.

He Chen's thought is conservative. His face turns red when he hears Yan, but he still pulls his pants down according to Yan. Although he moves quickly, Zhou Ting still sees the red inside.

Let he Chen sit on a chair. Zhou Ting took out the silver needle and stabbed him in the body.

Under the operation of true Qi, the speed of needle pricking is fast and accurate. Soon, thirty-two needles are full of he Chen's upper body.

After tying the needle, Zhou Ting began to twist the silver needle. His real Qi was like silk and thread, and disappeared into he Chen's body.

"I feel warm. I haven't been so comfortable for a long time." he Chen exclaimed in surprise as he felt the change of his body.

"This is because the efficacy begins to play in the body. After a week of conditioning, you can take the medicine on time. It is estimated that you will recover in a month." Zhou Ting explained with a smile.

Hearing Zhou Ting's words, he Chen flashed a surprised look in his eyes. His illness has tortured him for more than a year, and he has long been in pain. Now he is very excited to hear Zhou Ting say he can cure himself.

Continuously twist the silver needle, and the true Qi is continuously input into he Chen's body along the silver needle. Thanks to Zhou Ting's strength, he has entered the middle stage of the dragon and Phoenix formula. Otherwise, he must collapse after this acupuncture.

An hour later, Zhou Ting put away the silver needles one by one.

"I feel as if my body has suddenly relaxed a lot." he Chen stood up and said in surprise.

"Just relax. If you insist on treatment, you will get rid of the disease. By the way, aunt he, although it's hot, you'd better put on your clothes." looking at the excitement, the two soft meat in front of your chest trembled with the bra, Zhou Ting reminded.

"Ah! Get out!" he Chen, who realized that he had only a bra on his upper body, exclaimed and immediately let Zhou Ting out.

Zhou Ting shrugged and walked out of the door. Seeing Zhou Ting coming out, Zhao Jinfeng greeted him with bright eyes and quickly asked, "how's my mother?"

"OK, that's all for today's treatment. You can let your mother go back first and come back for treatment tomorrow." Zhou Ting smiled.

"Really" hearing Zhou Ting's words, Zhao Jinfeng flashed a surprised look in her eyes and rushed to the house.

"You dead girl, why don't you knock when you come in!" Zhou Ting had a good ear and soon heard he Chen's cry in the room.

Smiling and shrugging, I saw a woman come in.

The woman is very beautiful, with a melon face and long and narrow eyes, which glitter with a fox's light. At a glance, you will be attracted by this person's enchanting appearance. Although the woman has a 20-year-old face, Zhou Ting intuitively feels that the woman will be 30 years old.

Chinese medicine should learn to look first. Zhou Ting looked at the woman carefully, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together. It's not that the woman has any serious disease, but that she doesn't look like a sick person at all.

After seeing Zhou Ting, the woman was obviously stunned and said in surprise, "it's you."

"Do you know me?" Zhou Ting was also surprised to hear the woman's words. Zhou Ting thinks he has an extraordinary memory. If this woman had an intersection with himself, he would certainly remember it, but there is nothing related to this woman in his impression.

"I don't know. Just now I talked casually." the woman said with a turn.

Although she felt that the woman should know herself, she couldn't find any mistakes. She had to suppress her doubts and asked softly, "Miss, are you coming to see a doctor or buy medicine?"