Chapter 402 Spring in the Car
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Chapter 402 Spring in the car
"What?" Song Ying looked at Ye Hao in disbelief.
If it were someone else, perhaps Song Ying would have kicked the person in front of her down.
"Let me explain briefly to you. There is a qi in my body, and this qi can suppress the cold poison in your body. And now I want to condense this qi into a small sun and pass it into your body."
"Let it suppress the cold poison in your body. For example... For example, if I put a warm baby in your body, relying on the heat of the warm baby can relieve your cold poison."
"Because the behavior of transmitting in this way is very dangerous, and the meridians in your body have not been trained, so this process can only be completed through direct mouth-to-mouth contact."
Although it sounds a bit unbelievable, but my physique is already unbelievable.
Song Ying asked in a low voice: "Then...then how long can this suppress the cold poison in my body?"
"I don't know about this, but you should feel it yourself. When you feel that the heat in your body is about to disappear, you come to me. Then we will repeat it again."
Song Ying hesitated for a while, but in the end, she chose to compromise amidst the constant coldness that invaded her body.
"Then... Hurry up." Song Ying closed her eyes, her trembling eyelids showed that she was still a little nervous.
"Wait a moment, I will raise your body temperature first. You may have some physical sensations, so bear with it first."
"Um."
After doing some final preparatory work, Ye Hao adjusted the back of Song Ying's seat so that Song Ying could lie flat directly.
I have to say that such a scene is still very tempting, a woman in a tight business suit lying defenseless in front of you.
The uneven curve reminded Ye Hao of a poem.
Viewed horizontally as ridges and sideways as peaks, the distance and height are different.
Suppressing the evil fire in his heart, he lifted Song Ying's blouse.
"I'm starting."
Ye Hao said, and his red hands covered Song Ying's lower abdomen.
"Hmm... ah" Song Ying grabbed the backrest with both hands, biting her lips with her teeth.
A blush appeared on his face.
It wasn't pain, what Song Ying felt was an indescribable sense of comfort, which made the pores of her whole body seem to be stretched open.
Ye Hao began to slowly increase the heat in his hands.
If he wants to pass Nei Yuan to Song Ying, he needs to heat up Song Ying's cold dantian first.
Otherwise, the scorching internal energy directly enters the icy dantian, and it is easy to cause ice and fire to repel each other.
As Ye Hao continued to increase his strength, Song Ying's body began to tremble.
The trembling even moved the car.
A red car in the open-air parking area can be vaguely seen shaking slightly outside
When her body changed, Song Ying felt a burning sensation on her lips.
Her breathing became rapid and her heart beat faster.
So... this is the feeling of kissing?
I don't know how long it has passed, but it feels like a century to Song Ying.
"All right."
The touch on the lips is gone.
Song Ying's beautiful eyes opened. At this moment, her face was flushed, her body was also covered with water stains, and her clothes were very messy.
If people see this scene, they will definitely think of some indescribable things.
"How do you feel in your belly now?" Ye Hao could feel the weird atmosphere in the car, and he changed the topic on purpose.
Song Ying came back to her senses, and only then did she intentionally feel the changes in her body.
Her eyes widened: "I feel my body is hot, and I don't have the cold feeling before."
As she spoke, she put her hands on her face.
She shouted in surprise: "My hands are warm!"
This seemingly ordinary thing is a miracle in Song Ying's view. She hasn't felt the warmth of her hands for many years.
"That's good, wait until the internal energy in your body is exhausted. You come to me again, remember to find me in advance. The best time is the night of the full moon."
Ye Hao reminded seriously.
Song Ying nodded, at this moment she had completely believed in Ye Hao.
Maybe he really might be able to cure his disease.
"Huh." Ye Hao breathed a sigh of relief, those things just now made him tired enough.
"I've come to Yuhang now, do you want to go up and see your sister?" Ye Hao looked at Song Ying.
Song Ying looked at the hotel, she shook her head: "Forget it. There is still business to discuss in Haicheng, and I have to go back overnight."
Although she knew that Ye Hao might be able to cure their illness, Song Ying still wanted to be on the safe side.
If Ye Hao still has no choice when the time comes, she can save enough money to take her sister to that place for medical treatment.
"In two days it will be Xiaoyue's instrumental music competition." Ye Hao interjected inexplicably.
Song Ying bit her lip lightly.
"At that time... I will try my best to come over."
Ye Hao sighed and got out of the car.
Seeing Song Ying leaving in the car, he lamented how exhausting the whole family was, especially Song Ying.
Not only do they have to suffer from illness, but they also deliberately alienate their dear sister.
It is estimated that her heart was really hardened by the cold poison.
Ye Hao returned to the hotel room.
"My sister is here?" Song Xiaoyue sat absent-mindedly on the sofa in the living room, holding the remote control and pressing it.
But her eyes fell on the door the moment Ye Hao opened the door, with a trace of expectation in her eyes, as if expecting something.
But when she saw only Ye Hao walking in in a daze, that glimmer of expectation turned into disappointment, but she still looked at Ye Hao with the last glimmer of hope.
But Ye Hao didn't have the answer she wanted.
"Your sister happened to pass by Yuhang because of business matters, so she asked me about your instrumental music competition. But because of a call from a client, she had to go back to Haicheng by herself. She asked me to convey it to her. I hope you can Get good grades in the instrumental music competition."
"Business, business. She only thinks about her business." Song Xiaoyue's eyes were a little red and swollen, she threw the remote control on the sofa, turned and walked into the room, and slammed the door hard.
At this time, Ning Yawen came in from the balcony with a phone in hand.
"What's going on here?"
"It's okay, it's just that Song Xiaoyue lost her temper a little bit." Ye Hao reached out helplessly.
Ning Yawen sighed and sat on the sofa: "Maybe it's because of the instrumental music competition, she's in a bad mood."
"What happened to the instrumental music competition?" Ye Hao asked suspiciously.
"The official time of the instrumental music competition is confirmed to start in the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, but just today we received news of a change."
"What?" Ye Hao asked.
"The instrumental music competition is divided into three parts. After each part is over, each judge will score, with a maximum of 10 points. The combined scores of the three parts are the final score."
"Originally, the three parts were to play the repertoire that I was good at, and then I picked a repertoire to play, and finally played the repertoire selected by the judges."
"But it changed suddenly this year. The third one is that the contestants are required to play the repertoire they wrote, not the repertoire that has already appeared!"
Ye Hao frowned: "Then you don't know?"
Ning Yawen's face was ugly: "No one informed me of this news. It wasn't until I went over there this morning that a familiar instrumentalist told me the news. The players were notified privately a month ago, and the players were given a month Time to compose."
"But we didn't know it at all. I found the organizer, and they told me that they were negligent? I asked them how to deal with it, but they said that it is impossible to change the game process just because of us!"
Speaking of this, Ning Yawen's anger can be clearly felt.
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