The cool night of the stars promise you a lifetime

Song Xingliang was stunned and understood.

It seems that what the Bo family banquet showed that day was not the whole side. On the surface, they just moved their mouths. Behind their backs, they would do something shady, which is unknown.

This first family, internal fighting is really more powerful than she thought

The Bo family is like an attractive big cake. Thousands of people want to take a share of it. No wonder Bo yeshen will get hurt.

Song Xingliang thought about it and didn't ask much.

"Take off your clothes," she said suddenly.

The housekeeper and Xiao Jue looked at each other and saw the same surprise in each other's eyes.

So hot? Take off your clothes when you come?

They didn't dare to stay much longer, so they quickly withdrew.

Thin night Shen picked his eyebrows.

Seeing the two men almost running away, song Xingliang also reacted.

Her cheeks suddenly burst into two red tides, which spread from her cheeks to the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Song Xingliang stared at the ground uneasily.

Bo yeshen looked at her shy appearance with leisure.

Song Xingliang's skin is very white and shy. The whole person is covered with a layer of powder. Even his fingertips are pink. They look so cute.

The burning sight made song Xingliang recover. She looked at thin night and looked a little embarrassed. "Don't get me wrong. Acupuncture needs to take off her clothes, or I won't be able to apply the needle."

When he blurted out subconsciously, song Xingliang reacted.

Only then did I know how misunderstood my words were.

Thin night Shen understood and soon started to untie the buttons of the white silk shirt one by one, revealing his strong upper body.

Even if I sit in a wheelchair all day, my thin and heavy body doesn't appear relaxed.

The muscles on his body are very strong. It feels hard when he looks at it.

Under the light, it has a bright white color, which makes people want to experience the feel.

Of course, this idea just flashed away in Song Xingliang's heart.

She regarded Bo yeshen as a patient and had no other thoughts.

The crisp sound of "click" belt buckle being untied is particularly obvious in the quiet room.

Song Xingliang's eyes suddenly widened and looked up. He saw that Bo yeshen's hand was on his pants belt and was about to take off his pants.

She quickly made a voice to stop, "this... Don't need..."

Thin night Shen stared at Song Xingliang for a while, stopped and fastened the belt buckle again.

Song Xingliang stared at thin night angrily.

Is this man on purpose?

"Get down quickly." Song Xingliang turned and took out the prepared silver needle.

Thin night Shen Yiyan lies down on the bed in front of Song Xing's cold noodles, very cooperative.

The heat on Song Xingliang's face dropped a lot. She began to focus on thin night's heavy back.

She touched and determined several key acupoints before she began to apply the needle.

After a while, thin yeshen's back had been densely pierced with many silver needles.

Thin night leaned against the pillow and was sleepy.

Song Xingliang's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

She took the paper towel beside her and wiped it casually, and then continued to prick a few stitches.

She didn't stop until she was running out of silver needles.

She doesn't know others.

However, the situation of thin night sink has existed for many years, and the difficulty coefficient is relatively large, which requires full attention.

After Bo yeshen's treatment, song Xingliang really wasted a lot of energy. As soon as she stopped, her legs softened, she sat on the ground and was really a little tired.