The waist has always been a sensitive point that Hashimoto Nana did not want to express deliberately.
Perhaps because she had been severely injured in the past, the injury in this area not only tortured her physically, but also psychologically she gradually became unwilling to show herself to others over time, because she always felt that it was particularly fragile and would not be looked at too much. It's uncomfortable even to look at it, let alone go directly for a massage.
The reason why girls want to exercise their abdominal muscles in the future is probably due to the above factors. They always want to exercise the areas they regard as weaknesses in order to change the shame that should not exist.
But now, this shameful defense has been breached.
Feeling the ten slender and powerful fingers pressing the acupuncture points on her waist, Hashimoto Nana's breathing that had finally been adjusted was disordered again. Her body couldn't help but stiffen, and her thoughts were in a mess. She could only subconsciously His head was buried in the soft pillow, deeper and deeper, his face getting hotter.
Baiyun Sang is helping me heal, Baiyun Sang is helping me heal, Baiyun Sang is helping me heal...
The girl kept muttering similar words in her mind to divert her attention from random thoughts, but her fingers were naughty and always disrupted her thoughts after she finally diverted her thoughts. The strength was not very strong. Pressing on her waist, she felt a slight sting, but with the soreness and numbness unique to massage, and then brought her back to reality.
In particular, she could still notice that the eyes behind her were staring at her waist seriously and carefully, as if their gaze was substantial, as if every inch of skin and every pore could be seen, which made her waist feel sore. Ma, even Wenhua Qiao, who had always been smart and cold, felt ashamed and couldn't help but said like a mosquito: "Baiyun Sang..."
"What's wrong?"
"Can you...can you close your eyes?"
"Close your eyes? Why?"
"I always feel - a little ashamed..."
"I see, it would be shameful."
The voice coming from behind was slightly confused, but then he said after pondering: "But, no."
"Why?"
"First, this will affect the treatment. I am not a god. I can ensure that every step is accurate with my eyes closed, so it is necessary to keep my eyes open. Second, if I listen to what you say, I will close my eyes." If I put my eyes on you, doesn't it make me feel guilty? I'm giving you a massage and treating your back injury with good intentions, and I haven't done anything bad, so why should I feel guilty? So it doesn't work."
"Really can not?"
"no."
"......All right."
After hearing such irrefutable words, she had no choice but to give up, then blushed and silently closed her eyes and counted the time, hoping it would end soon.
Well, if you don’t shut me up, I will.
Just think of it as a massage in an ordinary beauty salon. After all, Baiyun Sang's fingers are very strong and the pressure is quite comfortable! I just don’t know how it compares with professionals in normal beauty salons, but for now, it seems that even professionals can’t compare, right? The girl thought to herself.
But how is this done?
If the talent in music can be explained by natural talent, the literary attainments are because he graduated from the literature department of a well-known university. He is good at playing various games because he is a boy after all. He cooks delicious food in Yang. It was caused under the influence of store manager Chuan, so how was this done?
There seems to be no reason to explain this.
Especially the ability to determine the injury on one's waist with just a touch in the blink of an eye is even more incredible. Even with professional instruments, it takes a while to accurately diagnose, so it's so easy. It's a bit too shocking to understand.
While various thoughts were running around in Nana Hashimoto's mind, Bai Yunshan's expression was not as ordinary as his tone.
It was a serious face.
His eyes were fixed on the girl's slender waist, as if facing a formidable enemy. His ten fingers moved in a unique rhythm, and the eyes in his eyes gradually became bloodshot.
There is no ambiguity or romance in this scene, only pure hard work and gripping tension. Baiyunshan's forehead is covered with tight sweat, and the layers of water droplets are like the scene in the transparent plastic bag that just contained roasted sweet potatoes. There was a slight heat rising from the top of his head, and it was obvious that his actions so far required a lot of energy from him.
This is indeed the case. As he said before, this kind of injury that penetrates into the bone marrow of the waist is best to take time to heal slowly and steadily. Although he can cure the disease very quickly with this technique, the energy required to cure the disease once and for all without leaving the root cause of the disease will naturally increase by the same amount. It is equivalent to completing more than a dozen treatments at once, and the consumption can be imagined.
Gradually, Hashimoto Nana felt that her sense of shame was slowly dissipating, and she began to purely enjoy the touch and relaxation from her waist. However, she suddenly had an illusion that the sounds coming from behind were getting lower and lower, not only during the compression The sounds of movements and even the sound of heartbeat and breathing gradually weakened, as if the whole person began to slowly disappear.
what is this? ghost? Zombies?
The random thoughts that were just born to escape shame could not help but come out in his mind. Nana Hashimoto quickly shook his head gently and changed the direction of his face buried in the soft pillow, not paying attention to these details.
However, this is not the girl's delusion.
In order to better improve the efficiency of treatment, Baiyunshan lowered his heartbeat and breathing, and controlled them in a long state, just like an old monk entering samadhi or a divine turtle sleeping forever, affecting his own performance as much as possible, as if It is normal to hold your breath when diving. After an interval of tens of seconds, you will take a gentle breath and breathe again, and then continue like this.
Doing so also represented a critical period in his therapeutic work.
His eyes were like lightning, and his expression was serious and sharp, but the movements on his hands were extremely gentle, as if he was really just doing an ordinary massage. However, every press was as if a sharp silver needle penetrated the acupuncture point accurately, and then followed the acupuncture point to penetrate deep into the skin, blood vessels, and bones, and finally initiated treatment on the injury that had been clearly detected.
The invisible force stimulates the resonance of the subtle cells deep in the bones and flesh, accelerating the repair and metabolism that is already going on, shortening the time that can take up to ten days to slowly complete at an extremely fast speed, and clearly Perceiving this, the sweat on Baiyunshan's forehead became more intense.
But his hand didn't stop at all. The sweat on his forehead turned into evaporating heat before it even dripped off. This lasted for several minutes before he gradually stopped moving.
After checking it carefully several times to make sure it was completed correctly, Baiyunshan let out a long breath. His heartbeat and breathing returned to normal in an instant. He was breathing heavily, and his whole body felt as if he had been fished out of the bottom of the water. The whole body was soaked with sweat.
