After a while, Yan Qingse saw Mr. Wang pushing a small cart in with a lot of things on it, which immediately made Yan Qingse feel even more shy about what he had just thought. It feels so professional. Yan Qingse thought that the equipment in the traditional Chinese medicine therapy room was probably just like this. "Actually, there are not so many practical ones. Many of them are used during acupuncture For massage, a basin, a towel, and gloves are enough." Wang Shao explained: "If you do it yourself, you don't actually need these. "Then why do you need to press it on me?" Yan Qingse thought a little sensitively, basin towel gloves, is it because he dislikes himself being dirty? So not only do you have to wipe it with a towel, but you also have to wear gloves! "Because I'm a professional." Wang Shao smiled slightly and pointed to the bed, "Lie down!" Yan Qingse flattened her mouth, thinking that she was just overthinking. She sat on the bed, moved back, and leaned back. , lay down. "Do you have any dance skills?" Mr. Wang saw that when Yan Qingse lay down, he kept his legs together and lay down with his upper body folded back. This kind of action ordinary people cannot do. "I performed a solo dance at the school celebration last semester!" Yan Qingse really wanted to glare at him. Is there anyone who is so careless about the most beautiful girl in the school? At that time, my solo dance was uploaded to the Internet, and there were many clicks, "I am the president of the school dance club!" "Oh, I don't know. It feels very powerful." Wang Shaozhen doesn't pay attention to these, any school of any nature Clubs are all primary internship places for social interpersonal circles. Of course Mr. Wang will not be interested in these. How perfunctory! Yan Qingse tilted his head, this man is really hateful! "Should you press the feet first or the belly first?" Wang Shao asked. Yan Qingse thought for a while, "My feetare not dirty. I took a shower after getting up from my nap." "Doctors are parents. Parents will not dislike their children being dirty, and neither will doctors" Wang An said with a smile. "It's not dirty in the first place, so I don't need a reason not to dislike it! And when you say that, you always feel that you are taking advantage of me!" Yan Qingse said, always feeling that if he lay quietly, he would feel awkward in someone else's bed . "I'm already lying on the bed, why do I need to take advantage of you?" Wang Shao originally wanted to make a joke, but after thinking about it, he forgot it. Ambiguity between men and women often starts from this kind of joke, let alone in such an environment. "Then it starts?" Mr. Wang put on his gloves. "Yeah." Yan Qingse responded and suddenly became nervous. Seeing him sitting with his back to her, he felt a little strange, "Why are you facing away from me? Isn't it awkward for you to sit like this?" "Because you are wearing what you are wearing. It's a skirt. If you move around after a while, it will be exposed, so I have to turn my back to you," Wang Shao explained. "How could it be?" Yan Qingse pressed her skirt and said, "I'm not a child taking injections. I will cooperate with you." Mr. Wang smiled. After all, the little girl didn't understand that feet are sensitive areas. "Ah" Yan Qingse shouted in a low voice, and her straight legs suddenly tightened, because Wang Shao's hand had already grasped her left foot, and the five round pearl-like toes hooked hard , the skin on the instep is tightened, and you can see the extremely fine texture, exuding a luster like a light powder, and the soft skin rubs gently in the palm of your hand. "Relax" Mr. Wang had to pat her calf gently, and then rubbed her calf. Yan Qingse only felt that his calves were soft from being patted. He didn't know if there was any skill in the patting. His legs and feet immediately relaxed. He took a long breath and found that at that moment, he was so nervous that his body felt warm. . Yan Qingse had never thought that having her feet in someone's hands would feel like this, and she never thought that she would have such a big reaction. She always felt that if she pressed her belly, she would be more nervous after all. After all, it was close to a girl's private parts. But isn¡¯t foot-pressing just like physical contact during physical exercise or something like that? Feeling Wang Shao's fingers gently pressing on the instep, Yan Qingse reminded himself to relax, but the skin on the instep was still extremely sensitive. Waves of crispy sensations came, and Yan Qingse suddenly felt that some sounds were coming from his nose. , quickly bit his lip and took a few deep breaths to stabilize himself. But when he pressed his fingers on the soles of his feet, the tingling sensation immediately made Yan Qingse laugh out loud. He couldn't help but lift his legs and struggled, but his feet were caught by him and he couldn't move. He twisted his body and put his hands in the air. Dancing around, I finally understood why he said that he would lose everything if he moved around. Yan Qingse was very grateful that his back was turned to her, otherwise he would have seen everything under her skirt. She had no idea that he would not be able to bear it.?. "It's so itchycan you please stop?" Yan Qingse laughed so hard that she was breathless. Young Master Wang stopped and turned around helplessly. Yan Qingse quickly adjusted her skirt when she saw his shoulders turning. Young Master Wang took a pillow and threw it to her, "I can't help but just hold this." "Okay. Well" There was a faint blush on Yan Qingse's cheeks, as if a little cinnabar was dyed in the water. Mr. Wang turned around and continued. Yan Qingse's feet were quite beautiful. She was called the school beauty in a school with good basic quality and not a small one. Naturally, she had a charming voice, appearance, and appearance. Such girls often had nothing missing from their bodies. Like Wang Xiaomo, Yan Qingse's body is healthy and full of vitality, so the meat and skin covering the bones of the feet are soft and plump, not too dry and hard, but rather soft and fleshy. . Although I didn¡¯t deliberately enjoy how comfortable her little feet felt, I still had some objective feelings. The practical problem is that if Yan Qingse¡¯s feet still smelled bad, Mr. Wang would not teach her this way. "Does it hurt a little?" Wang Shao slowly increased his strength and began to massage the key points. "Hmm" Yan Qingse couldn't tell whether it was itchy or painful. He couldn't help but make a sound from his nose, and there was a vague gasping sound in his mouth. Girls are born to moan, even when they don't realize how tempting their moans are to men. Mr. Wang is concentrating. After many years of training, although I dare not say that he will remain calm in the face of various lively scenes, at least it will not interfere with what he is doing and make his behavior and thoughts have too much impact. Impact. "You must have caught the cold when you came here one time and suffered from some problems." Wang Shao bent down and looked at the faint purple color on her heart, and understood the root cause of her dysmenorrhea. "NoI don't know" Yan Qingse shook his head, his hair was messy, and he felt a sharp pain in the soles of his feet. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the pillow in his hand, sat up suddenly, and hugged Mr. Wang. Feeling her hugging him hard and biting the clothes on his shoulders, Wang Shao wanted to laugh a little. This reaction was too exaggerated, but fortunately she didn't hold his arms tightly, so he could still continue this kind of massage. It must be done, otherwise it will have no effect. "I can't stand it anymore Wu Mr. Wang I want I don't know you" Yan Qingse began to speak incoherently, only feeling that his whole body was filled with an unprecedented weird feeling. "Okayit's done." Mr. Wang let go of her soles. When Yan Qingse heard these words, she completely relaxed. She let go of Young Master Wang and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. After the sore taste, she felt him kneading her toes, feeling relaxed. The feeling of comfort slowly came over me, and my whole body was too lazy to move. It wasn't until Young Master Wang stood up that Yan Qingse opened his eyes. He suddenly felt ashamed, turned around and hugged the pillow, refusing to look at him again.