Chapter 3 Dangerous People

When Song Kai saw that the soles of Tang Ran's feet were like this**, he smiled secretly, and the pure yang spirit in the palm of his hand continued to pour in.

Tang Ran pulled the sheets with both hands, and the comfort from the bone marrow made her couldn't help humming. However, it was too shameful. No, it can't be like this. This is the carriage, and the young man is a strange man.

"Stop!"

Tang Ran shouted this word with all his strength.

Song Kai looked at Tang Ran strangely. This woman's self-control was really strong.

"Stop, stop! I... I'm much better." Tang Ran gasped, sat up, and his cheeks were red.

"It's not over yet." Song Kai looked at Tang Ran and said with a smile. At this moment, the red Tang Ran was even more charming.

"I... I want to go to the toilet. Stop for a moment." Tang Ran's face was hot. What's wrong with him? He hummed comfortably in front of a man and wet his underwear.

"Oh, that's fine." Song Kai didn't insist either.

Tang Ran put on high heels, took his leather bag, and walked quickly to the bathroom. It was not until he entered the dark aisle that Tang Ran took a breath. It was really shameful just now, although... although it was very comfortable.

At this time, the speed of the train slowed down, and the horn sounded from the carriage. It seemed that it had reached a small station and was about to stop.

Tang Ran quickly went to the toilet and took off her trousers. Only then did she find that not only the white cartoon underwear was wet, but also the trousers outside had some water marks.

Damn it, what's wrong with me? I hope that bastard didn't see it.

Thinking about it, Tang Ran took out toilet paper and pads from his handbag and put them on himself...

Song opened his legs and sat on his **, breathing slowly, guiding the pure yang in his body, and swimming all over his body.

The pure yang formula, it is said to have a total of nine layers, which is called pure yang nine turns, one turn to practice qi, two turns to quench the body, and three turns to turn the bone. As for the back, Song Kai doesn't know, because in the master's place, there are only the first three layers of pure yang tips.

In three years, Song Kai has practiced the second turn, pure yang quenching body. This cultivation speed is already terrible, because Song Kai's master, the unreliable old man, has been practicing for 30 years, and the first turn of the pure yang formula has not been successful. Later, the old man devoted his attention to medical skills and practiced Taoist health care skills, but soon A lot of achievement.

Song Kai understands that the reason why he practiced the pure yang formula so quickly is not because he is smarter than the master, but because he is the body of pure yang, which can transform all *, anger, etc. into the qi of pure yang.

Just now, when I was massaging Tang Ran, Song Kai also got up. At this moment, these baths were cremated into pure yang, swimming all over the body and refining the body.

"Wow!"

Song Kaichang exhaled a turbid breath and stood up. Although he needed to consume his pure yang qi for Tang Ran's massage, he gave birth to more pure yang gas because he touched her charming and hot body. Generally speaking, he made a steady profit.

The train stopped.

Song Kai looked at his watch. Nearly one o'clock in the morning, he walked out of the box, stood in the aisle, and looked at the scenery outside the car through the window.

"da" "da" "da"

The sound of the bamboo stick knocking on the floor of the carriage came. Song Kai turned his head strangely and saw a man in his forties, carrying a simple luggage and walking stick in his right hand, coming towards him.

"Is this car number four?" The big man looked at Song Kai and grinned. The swollen place on his face was wrinkled together, which was a little horrible.

"Well, that's it." Song Kai nodded and replied, like an ordinary sunny young man.

"Thank you." The man entered the box with a crutch.

The moment he walked in, Song Kai couldn't help frowning. There was something wrong with the man's leg. He was really lame. He was definitely not like this.

The middle-aged man leaned his crutch against the head of the bed and sat on it by himself. His wrists were very strong and there were calluses on the edge of his palms.

Song Kai glanced at it and withdrew his sight. This man was a practitioner and the kind of cruel person who was very strict with himself.

It was not until the train started again that Tang Ran came out of the toilet.

Seeing Song Kai standing outside the carriage, she glanced at Song Kai. This guy must have a strange technique.

"How did you do it just now? Why do you feel hot? As a knowledge-seeking and studious doctor, Tang Ran naturally needs to figure this out.

"Can you understand the massage in traditional Chinese medicine?" Song Kai snorted and turned into the box.

Tang Ran followed into the box. Seeing that there was someone inside, she couldn't help but be a little disappointed. It seemed that the next treatment could not continue.

"You lie on me**." Song Kai pointed to his bed and said, "It will be completely fine after a while."

"No, I feel much more relaxed all over, and there are no lumps in my lower abdomen, and I don't seem to want to get angry like before." Tang Ran muttered and nodded, "You still have some real ability. It seems that traditional Chinese medicine is not completely deceptive."

Song Kai: "..."

The middle-aged man sat on his bed, laughed and showed his yellow teeth. "Are you doctors?"

Tang Ran nodded, stared at the big man's face, and suddenly said, "Uncle, your face is very dangerous. What kind of cosmetic surgery do you think you are so old?"

Song Kai was shocked. It turned out that the redness and swelling on the big man's face was caused by cosmetic surgery.