Ye Lan didn't show any pity for her, and rubbed her hard with her big hands.
The rough movement made Gu Yue Fuyao moan in pain.
But she didn't dodge in any way, but bit her lip gently, suppressing the unspeakable feeling.
Pain, numbness, and itching.
Ye Lan circulated the Pure Yang Qi nonchalantly, but kept staring at it from the corner of his eye.
Gu Yue Fuyao deserves to be in this position.
Her endurance was beyond that of any woman he had ever seen before.
Even the original Chen Lanlan couldn't compare.
However, when his thick palms rubbed across the thighs and pressed the acupuncture points hard.
Those smooth and elastic legs could no longer restrain themselves and clamped tightly.
The lower abdomen instinctively arched upward.
Ye Lan did not move, but looked at her playfully.
That naked gaze made Gu Yue Fuyao's face turn red and white.
"Can you...can you treat me quickly?"
She said somewhat unspeakably.
Ye Lan smiled and pretended to pump his palm hard.
But his tight legs were like a vise, clamping him tightly.
Gently stirring with her five fingers, Gu Yue Fuyao couldn't help but let out a heavy breath, her eyes already blurred.
But Ye Lan suddenly took out his hand
"That's almost it. Now turn around and kneel down!"
Gu Yue Fuyao panted and paused for a long time before she finally calmed down a little.
Her blurred eyes looked straight at him, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Didn't you ask for treatment?"
"But...but how can any treatment require that kind of posture?"
Gu Yue Fuyao's eyes were filled with mist again, and she said aggrievedly.
Ye Lan felt confident and smiled calmly, "You can choose not to be treated, but this outbreak of cold spell is not over yet, and will soon counterattack. By then, it will be even more painful."
Curing the cold spell is indeed troublesome.
Cold poison is like a rootless root. Every time it neutralizes a part, a part is lost.
But the cold curse will accompany you forever, and ordinary neutralization methods cannot completely cure it.
Moreover, the coldness brought by the cold spell spread all over the body.
Every meridian, every inch of skin, and even every pore is there.
This is also the difficulty of treatment.
Another person who was planted with a cold curse was Sikong Tiantian.
However, the little girl is a practitioner, and the cold energy can gather and flow in the meridians, making the treatment much easier.
However, Gu Yue Fuyao was born with death veins and could not be cultivated.
Treatment is naturally much more complicated.
What's more, Sikong Tiantian was willing to betray the Zhenling Dragon Group for him; but Gu Yue Fuyao regarded him as the price of the overall situation.
Ye Lan's mentality was certainly different during treatment.
Gu Yue Fuyao was so angry that her chest heaved violently.
I wanted to refuse, but I was afraid of the cold spell breaking out.
Finally, she sniffed hard to stop the tears that were about to fall.
Then he spread his thighs and turned over slowly with a face full of humiliation.
His head was buried in the pillow, but his hands were still holding on to the quilt, and his knees moved slowly, slowly lifting the quilt.
Ye Lan glanced at her coldly, grabbed the quilt and pulled it sharply.
"ah!"
Gu Yue Fuyao's body trembled violently, and she curled up into a ball subconsciously, protecting her vital parts.
"How can I treat you like this?"
Ye Lan smiled, then stood up and walked to the door.
He locked the door, turned around and closed the curtains, and then returned to the bed.
He gently stroked the smooth and soft back and said without any doubt: "Kneel down and lie down!"
Gu Yue Fuyao's eyes turned red and she turned to stare at him.
The quilt is her last fig leaf.
Now, it was ruthlessly torn apart by Ye Lan.
She was like a helpless lamb, trembling and waiting for the wolf king to bite her.
The matter has come to this, and the treatment can only continue.
She looked away, turned around slowly with an expressionless face, and took a posture with humiliation on her face.
I have to say, this posture is very tempting.
What's more, Gu Yue Fuyao has a plump figure, a slender waist and fat hips, and extremely obvious lines.
The hot palm gently pressed against the snow-white softness and roundness, and the five fingers squeezed hard.
The rubbing sensation from her fingertips made her face turn red and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
As the palms are rubbed, the pure Yang Qi slowly seeps in.
Gu Yue Fuyao's waist twisted slightly involuntarily, making Ye Lan swallow hard.
However, she buried her head in the pillow and tried not to make even a single moan.
She still resisted.
Ye Lan suddenly felt bored and finished the treatment quickly. He slapped the white and round face hard and said in a deep voice: "Lie down on your back and spread your legs."
Gu Yue Fuyao raised her head suddenly, her eyes almost burning with anger.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "Ye Lan, don't go too far."
"What did you call me?"
Ye Lan's face darkened slightly, and his tone was a bit colder.
Gu Yue Fuyao's tears finally couldn't be restrained and flowed down slowly.
She turned her head sideways, her face sullen, already extremely sad.
Seeing this, Ye Lan sighed slightly.
"The treatment just now only neutralized the coldness in your skin, but the coldness in your bone marrow is still lurking. You cannot practice, and the coldness cannot flow along the meridians."
"The center of the pelvis is the best position for treatment, otherwise..."
The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind touching every bone in your body."
Gu Yue Fuyao turned her head and shook off his hand, and immediately lay down suddenly.
She raised her slender white legs, and her jade hands held her thighs to form a "V" shape.
She didn't speak, her expression was tense, her head tilted to the side, and she cried silently.
To this day, she still refuses to bow her head.
Ye Lan once thought that as long as she gave in for a moment, he would hold her in his arms and treat her as his own woman from then on.
But the cold air had just partially dissipated, and he still looked forced.
He patiently explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, but to get treatment as soon as possible."
Gu Yue Fuyao turned around and stared at him with tearful eyes.
"Then tell me, who am I injured because of?"
Ye Lan fell silent, said nothing more, and slipped on the bed.
She sat cross-legged at the end of the bed and put her long, smooth legs on her shoulders.
He quickly started the treatment with a sullen face.
The cold air slowly forced its way from the ankles along the bones to the pelvis.
Then use pure Yang Qi to neutralize it little by little.
The mysterious and beautiful scenery was right in front of him, but he didn't look away and concentrated on the treatment.
As dense amounts of fragrant sweat oozed from Gu Yue Fuyao's body, the last trace of coldness was finally eliminated.
In a short period of time, the cold curse will not break out again.
Ye Lan jumped out of bed and covered her with the quilt silently.
He said calmly and strangely: "You have a good rest. I will come back when you need treatment."
After saying that, he strode out without any hesitation.
Looking at that decisive figure, Gu Yue Fuyao opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
But in the end, he just held on to his clothes in silence.
