Xiao Zheng was just sighing, but he didn't expect Old Lin would lower himself and say that he was pitiful.
Was she pitiful?
She was so beautiful. And so rich. So tall, so long legs, so big breasts …
Xiao Zheng said with a straight face, "Old Lin, I find that you are getting more and more pretentious!"
Lin Huayin glanced at Xiao Zheng calmly. "Let's go upstairs."
"Okay."
Xiao Zheng pretended to be fine and tried to control his body.
He was seriously injured. Although it was not internal bleeding. Every muscle in his body seemed to have been petrified. Every step he took would exhaust all his strength.
This was a classic case of exhaustion. This was the side effect of fighting Dragon Thirteen head-on.
As one of the Eight Ultimates, Dragon Thirteen's strength was not to be underestimated. That Thunder Seal was simply superb, and its lethality was also extremely terrifying.
Ever since he was hit by Soros's Hand of God, Xiao Zheng clearly understood how amazing the Eight Ultimates' ultimate skills were.
Therefore, even if he had to fight Dragon Thirteen head-on, he would not allow Dragon Thirteen's Thunder Strike to hit him. Fifty percent strength? Yes. Seventy percent? Yes.
For the last Thunder Strike, because he had no time to care, he took eighty percent of its strength. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
And Xiao Zheng almost lost his life in the Vatican when he was hit by a full strength Hand of God!
Forcing himself to go upstairs, Xiao Zheng went straight to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and sat on the toilet for a full ten minutes. A mouthful of blood that was stuck in his chest spurted out. His face was as white as paper.
"Damn." Xiao Zheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His body was also slightly shaking. "The Thunder Strike is really powerful. If I take it head-on, I won't even have the strength to pretend. " He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although he felt weak, his Qi and blood were unobstructed. But his Qi and blood were unobstructed. After a simple shower, Xiao Zheng squeezed out a relaxed smile and walked out of the bathroom.
"How is it?" Old Lin, who was sitting at the head of the bed, asked softly.
"What do you mean?" Xiao Zheng was puzzled.
Lin Huayin frowned slightly but didn't ask further. She just crawled out from under the covers. Then, he pointed at the place he had warmed up. "Lie down."
"Huh?" Although Xiao Zheng didn't understand, he still obediently laid down where Elder Lin had been lying.
Warm and cozy. The unique fragrance of Old Lin lingered in his nose. It was neither worldly nor tender. But it truly pierced into his heart.
"Turn them over," Lin Huayin ordered.
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng shifted from his prone position to lying flat. Apart from a hint of curiosity, there was more nervousness on his face. "Old Lin, don't tell me you want to …"
Before he could finish, Lin Huayin had already adjusted the heater to the highest temperature. Then, she lifted the blanket on Xiao Zheng's body and placed a pair of slender and fair fingers on his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Zheng's body trembled as he looked at Lin Huayin in disbelief.
Could it be that … I really guessed it right?
Old Lin wants to sleep with me?
But in my current state, can I even last a minute?
And it's very likely that I'll bleed!
Xiao Zheng was so scared that his soul was about to scatter.
But on his stomach, there was a faint and gentle feeling.
It was an extremely comfortable feeling. Even Xiao Zheng's slightly chaotic Qi and blood were gradually calming down with Old Lin's soothing massage.
Is Old Lin massaging me?
But why does she know how to massage?
I didn't teach her anything.
"Old Lin …" Xiao Zheng said with his eyes half-closed as he enjoyed the massage. "When did you learn this?"
"I learned it with you." Lin Huayin sat beside him, her hands nimbly and gently stroking his stomach. In Wuxia novels, this was called pushing the palace and dredging the acupoints. In healthcare, this was called kidney recuperation.
Xiao Zheng had gone to a massage parlor with Brother Ma before. Although he didn't learn from Brother Ma, he didn't give tips or enjoy special services. But he knew quite a lot about this industry. Plus, he was a martial artist, so he knew acupoints and techniques very well. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to help Old Lin relieve his fatigue.
"You learned it together?" Xiao Zheng was surprised. "When did we have this kind of training?"
"Dragon's Hand," Lin Huayin said as she massaged Xiao Zheng's stomach with moderate strength. "Uncle Bai taught me the Dragon's Hand for defense. After practicing for a long time. Then, the strength will come up. I've read a few books on meridians recently, so I can use you to practice. "
This was Old Lin's answer.
But to Xiao Zheng, it was an endless feeling of gratitude.
Practice?
Who else would Old Lin massage other than him? It was a luxury to even speak or look at him one more time.
Therefore, even though Old Lin said it casually, in reality, everything she learned was prepared for Xiao Zheng.
After all, Old Lin knew Xiao Zheng's personality very well.
He couldn't stand the strong, but he wanted to fight whenever he saw someone. No matter how skilled and courageous he was, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't get injured.
And she had the first form of the Dragon's Hand. Although her skills might not be as' spectacular 'as the masseuse's, the effects would definitely be better.
"I see." Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded. "Then I'll have to enjoy your skills."
Lin Huayin didn't reply. She just calmly massaged Xiao Zheng. She massaged from his stomach to his shoulders, even the soles of his feet. She didn't look down on Xiao Zheng's big feet at all.
After struggling for half an hour, Lin Huayin's face slowly turned red, and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
She was using a normal massage technique, but Lin Huayin was using the Dragon's Hand. It had high requirements for strength and accuracy. Therefore, it consumed a lot of energy.
"Where else do you feel uncomfortable?" Lin Huayin asked.
Ah Zheng, who was on cloud nine, said in ecstasy, "I feel uncomfortable everywhere."
Lin Huayin didn't stop. She massaged Xiao Zheng very seriously.
She didn't know how serious Xiao Zheng's injuries were, but he was pushed back by Princess Ling La. It definitely wasn't light. Therefore, as long as Xiao Zheng didn't stop, she would persist no matter how tired she was.
"A little more …" Xiao Zheng greedily enjoyed it.
"Here?" Lin Huayin pressed with her left index finger.
"A little more …" Xiao Zheng's throat was dry.
"Do you want me to help you take off your pants?"
Suddenly.
Lin Huayin's voice turned cold.
"…"
Xiao Zheng was startled. He quickly opened his eyes and said, "I was just kidding."
"It's not funny," Lin Huayin said expressionlessly.
But she didn't stop because of Xiao Zheng's insatiable attitude. She slowly moved to his chest.
Every time she pressed here, Xiao Zheng would frown slightly. Lin Huayin knew that this should be the most serious injury.
"Enough." Xiao Zheng gently held Lin Huayin's palm and said emotionally. "You're sweating all over."
After the massage, Xiao Zheng's body was obviously relaxed. Although it was impossible to make him recover quickly. But with the Dragon's Hand as a foundation, it was definitely better than going to the old Chinese medicine doctor for massage.
With a gentle tug, he pulled Lin Huayin's soft body into his embrace. "You should rest for a while too."
Lin Huayin didn't say anything. She just quietly leaned on Xiao Zheng's arms and listened to his heartbeat.
She knew that her man did a big thing tonight. And this thing was not for himself, but for the national righteousness.
Although she never asked her man to be a hero. But who would refuse?
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