Holding Chen Yuanyuan's legs, song Qingshu felt that he was about to turn into a beast. In order to avoid making a fool of himself, he had to start to divert his attention: "this is the second time. It seems that you still have to find me to protect the Dharma when you practice shenzujing in the future, otherwise you will get stuck again and see what you do."

Chen Yuanyuan blushes like a rose. I don't know whether it's because of the shame or because song Qingshu grabs her legs: "bah, people's flexibility is actually very good. OK, it's mainly because they haven't been active for many years. Now they are a little stiff. They can recover after adapting several times."

At that time, there were so many outstanding Huakui in Qinhuai River that she was able to be gorgeous all over the world, not only because of her beauty, but also because of her talent. Besides pipa, she was good at dancing.

To stand out in such a competitive place as Qinhuai River, we can imagine how much she is good at dancing. All those who are good at dancing are people with excellent flexibility. If Chen Yuanyuan did these strange and unusual movements in shenzujing at that time, it would not be difficult at all. It's a pity that she has not danced for many years, and with the growth of her age, It is inevitable that the body will degenerate.

Even so, Chen Yuanyuan is still able to easily complete these strange postures that ordinary people seem impossible. The only disadvantage is that he needs help every time he unlocks.

Seeing her indignant appearance, song Qingshu secretly laughs. Sometimes women's competitiveness is really terrible.

After interrupting for a while, song Qingshu finally liberated her hands and feet, and could not help admiring her determination: "let's start practicing the second picture now."

"Eh ~" Chen Yuanyuan didn't open his mouth, just hummed out from his throat.

Open the second picture, the above posture is more strange than the previous one. Chen Yuanyuan frowns slightly and tries to pose according to the picture above: "Qingshu, is my posture right?"

Song Qingshu examined it and shook his head: "it's not in place."

"Then give me a hand." Chen Yuanyuan is also extremely depressed. She has always been proud of her flexibility. As a result, I don't know whether the postures in shenzujing are too strange or whether she is too old to do well.

"It may hurt a little. You have to bear it." Song Qingshu reminds us that, after all, many of the postures in the illustrations above are non-human. If you want to complete those movements, you have to stretch the ligaments to a great extent, but pressing the ligaments is always a painful thing. It's hard for you to do it yourself, so you can only rely on the help of others.

"It doesn't matter. I can stand it." Chen Yuanyuan was also aroused stubborn mind at this time. When she was young, she was forced to stretch the ligament by those mothers, which was much more painful than now.

Song Qingshu just nodded. For convenience, he also climbed into bed and pressed Chen Yuanyuan's leg in the other direction.

"Does it hurt?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively while pressing.

"A little bit," Chen Yuanyuan bit his lip, "you go on, I can't help it."

"Good." Song Qingshu nodded, because he was afraid that he would hurt her too much, so he did not dare to use his weight to press her leg down.

"Hiss ~" Chen Yuanyuan shivered with pain.

Song Qingshu asked in a hurry, "is it hurt?"

"No," Chen Yuanyuan shook his head and couldn't help laughing bitterly. "I haven't danced for many years. I didn't expect that my body has degenerated to this state."

Song Qingshu subconsciously exclaimed: "your flexibility has been amazing. Few of the women around me can pose like this."

As soon as he said this, he was stunned and immediately reflected that it seemed inappropriate to say such words at this juncture. Sure enough, Chen Yuanyuan's face turned red in an instant. At this time, she found that song Qingshu had been pressed on her body. The cheeks of both sides were close to each other, and she could even sensitively detect the breath of each other. The posture was as ambiguous as it was ambiguous.

A throb surged into his heart, and Chen Yuanyuan said, "can we start practicing?"

"Of course." Song Qingshu also woke up and quickly pointed the acupoints on her other meridian. "This is the lung meridian of hand Taiyin. The acupoints on it are Zhongfu and Yunmen in turn."

"Can you say it again? You just ordered it too fast for me to remember." Chen Yuanyuan said awkwardly.

Only then did song Qingshu realize that he was in a bit of a state of mind just now, which made his action seem like adding fast forward. With an apologetic look on his face, he said, "let's do it again. This time I'll slow down."

"This is Zhongfu. One inch above is Yunmen. Next two..."

For some unknown reason, Chen Yuanyuan's body became softer and softer, as if all her bones had melted away... Song Qingshu quickly abandoned her thoughts and guided her to get through this channel.

"Do you remember now?" As soon as Song Qing's words came out, he was startled by his hoarse feeling.

"Remember," Chen Yuanyuan said in a low voice, "you pestle me." If the average girl would pretend not to know, but she is a mature woman after all. In addition, her body reaction is too obvious. The hot masculinity is full of pressure, which makes her want to pretend not to know.

"Ah?" Song Qingshu noticed the change of his body and said, "instinctive reaction, I didn't mean it."

"I know." Chen Yuanyuan tried to say in a calm tone, "can you go down first?"

"Oh, good." Song Qingshu is chatting. After all, the other person's posture is right now, so he has no reason to keep pressing.

Then the room fell into a strange quiet, song Qingshu is hesitant to leave, who knows Chen Yuanyuan but said: "let's start to practice the next picture."

"No problem." Song Qingshu took an unexpected look at her and began to guess what she was thinking.

I don't know whether it's the body that gradually adapts to it or what. Next, although the postures of those illustrations are a little more difficult than the previous two pictures, Chen Yuanyuan never asked song Qingshu to help him any more, and they all easily pose.

Song Qingshu secretly smacked her tongue, and at the same time, she had a strange idea in her heart. Since she could do all these difficult movements, she had to ask me for help to press the ligament just now. Wasn't she deliberately teasing me?

He quickly denied this conjecture. After all, Chen Yuanyuan's reaction was not faking. He thought that she had just been pressed on her and suddenly found that her body was softer than cotton. I'm afraid that's the main reason.

Next, song Qingshu taught Chen Yuanyuan the meridians and acupoints of the next few pictures, and then said, "now go over what you just taught yourself, and I'll help you protect the Dharma."

Chen Yuanyuan nods. She also understands that song Qingshu can't be on her side anytime and anywhere. Only by mastering this martial arts can she turn it into her own thing, and it will be convenient for her to practice it in the future.

Song Qingshu looked at the beauty in front of him and continued to put on all kinds of bloody postures. He secretly made up his mind to let the women around him practice "shenzujing" again!

Worried that he would turn himself into a werewolf if he continued to watch these pictures with great visual impact, song Qingshu closed his eyes and began to recite the mantra of pure heart and universal good.

Before long, song Qingshu, who was drunk, gradually fell asleep by the head of the bed.

Chen Yuanyuan didn't dare to look in the direction of song Qingshu when practicing. She was afraid that a thunder might strike the fire. Fortunately, she was quiet in the book of divine feet, and her attention was soon distracted.

I don't know how long after that, Chen Yuanyuan finally practiced all the pictures again. She felt that although her body was weak, it was a cycle of Qi. She turned back in surprise and was about to report the good news to song Qingshu, but she just saw that he was asleep.

"Bah, I'll worry for nothing." Chen Yuanyuan spat with a red face.

Looking at his quiet face when he was sleeping, Chen Yuanyuan was a little stunned. Because of the legendary martial arts identity of the other side, and because he was absolutely strong in the relationship between them, she had no chance to examine him so carefully.

"It's so fierce on weekdays. Now it just looks like an ordinary little man." Chen Yuanyuan's lips rose slightly, as if he was very happy to see this scene.

Chen Yuanyuan got out of bed and drank water. Looking back, he saw song Qingshu lying like this. After hesitation, he went to the bedside, picked up a thin blanket and covered him gently.

Who knows thin blanket just touched each other's body, song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes, Chen Yuanyuan didn't react, just feel the twists and turns, a moment was pressed by each other under the body.

She didn't feel that the other party was taking advantage of her, because the other party's hand was like a pliers on her neck, as if she would die in the next moment.

At this time, song Qingshu saw that the man he was riding was Chen Yuanyuan. The killing intention in his eyes gradually dissipated. He slowly released his hand on her neck and said faintly, "don't touch me when I'm asleep in the future."

Chen Yuanyuan nodded her head in a hurry. She clearly had internal power, but at that moment, the other party's killing intention made her feel that the air around her became thick, and she couldn't even move a finger. The feeling that her body could not control made her have a kind of soul trembling and an instinctive submission.

"You must have had a hard time these years, haven't you?" Although the other side is still riding on her, Chen Yuanyuan doesn't care at all. He looks at the violent color in the other side's eyes, and his tone is full of tenderness.

"Over the years, too many enemies have been laid. I have to be on guard at any time. I'm sorry that I hurt you carelessly." The violence in Song Qingshu's eyes gradually subsided, and a gentle smile reappeared on his face.

Seeing his smile, Chen Yuanyuan has a kind of inexplicable heartache: "as the saying goes, blocking is better than sparing. If you blindly suppress your negative emotions, it will be more dangerous in the future."

Song Qingshu was stunned and thought that Chen Yuanyuan was really Chen Yuanyuan. She had such an insight into men's mind. She didn't even know her situation, but she could see it.

"What can I do without depression?" Song Qingshu shrugged and looked at her with a smile. "How can I vent? Is it hard to vent on you? "