Chapter 1262: My man is a hero!

Xiao Zheng was originally an unintentional feeling, but did not expect that Lao Lin actually fell into his own price and said that he was pitiful.
Is she poor?
It’s so beautiful. Still so rich. So tall, legs are so long, chest is so big...
Xiao Zheng boarded his face: "Lao Lin, I found that you are getting more and more emotional now!"
Lin Huayin’s eyes glanced at Xiao Zheng’s eyes. Road: "Go upstairs."
"Ok."
Xiao Zheng is pretending to be arrogant and trying to control his body shape.
He is seriously injured, although he does not suffer from internal bleeding. But every muscle is like being petrified. Every time he took a step, he exhausted his strength.
This is the typical force. The sequelae caused by the hard collision with the dragon.
The dragon is the eight strongest, and its strength is absolutely not to be underestimated. The thunder of the hand was simply superb, and the lethality was terrible.
Since eating Soros’s hand of God, Xiao Zheng has clearly realized how amazing the boxing skills of the Eight Strong.
Therefore, even if it is hard to deal with the Dragon Thirteen, he is absolutely not allowed to be hit by the thunder of the Dragon Thirteen. 50% strength? can. Seventy percent? Also.
The last one was Ray-On, and he ate 80% of the force because of his innocence. It’s not enough to fall down.
When he first ate a hand of God, he was forced to mourn the Holy See!
Dead propped upstairs, Xiao Zheng went straight to the bathroom. I opened the shower and sat on the toilet for ten minutes. A blood stuck in the chest was sprayed. His face was as white as paper.
"Good guy." Xiao Zheng erased the blood from his mouth. The body is also slightly shaking. "The stamina of Leiyin is really enough. If you have a solid meal, you will not have the strength to disguise."
A stream of blood spurted out, although the body was weak. But the blood is smooth. After a simple shower, Xiao Zheng squeezed out a light smile and walked out of the bathroom.
"How?" Sitting on the bed waiting for his old forest to ask softly.
"What is it?" Xiao Zheng looked puzzled.
Lin painted a slight frown, not asking. Just drilled out of the quilt. Then I pointed to the place where I was warmed up by myself: "Lie down."
"Well?" Although Xiao Zheng did not understand, he was still obedient lying in the place where Lao Lin was lying.
Warm and cozy. The nose lingers around the unique aroma of the old forest. Not dusty, not tender. But it really plunged into his heart.
"Flip it over." Lin painted the voice.
Xiao Zheng heard that he changed from a squatting posture to a flat lay. In addition to a little curious on the face, more is nervous: "Lao Lin, do you want"
Without waiting for him to finish, Lin Zhuyin has adjusted the temperature of the heating to the highest. Then he opened the blanket on Xiao Zheng’s body and put a pair of slender fingers on his stomach.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Zhenghu was shocked and looked at Lin’s voice incredulously.
Is it really guessed by me?
Lao Lin wants to sleep me?
However, as far as I am in this state, can I hold on for one minute?
Moreover, it is very likely to bleed directly!
A Zheng Ge scared the three souls and seven scorpions are quickly dispersed.
But on the stomach, there is a soft feeling.
This feeling is very comfortable. Even Xiao Zheng’s slightly disordered blood, with the soothing massage of Lao Lin, gradually eased.
Is Lao Lin giving himself a massage?
But how can she massage?
I didn't teach her?
"Lao Lin..." Xiao Zheng enjoys it with ease, and his eyes say awkwardly. "When did you learn this craft?"
"Learning with you." Lin Yinyin sat on his side, his hands cleverly and gently touched. In the martial arts novels, this is called pushing the palace through the hole. According to the big health care, this is called kidney healing.
A Zhengge used to go to the massage parlor with Xiaoma. Although I didn't learn to give a tip to Pony, I enjoyed special services. But the understanding of this line is not too small. Plus he is a martial arts person, the acupoints, the tactics, are all clear. Otherwise, it is impossible to help the old forest to eliminate fatigue.
"Learning together?" Xiao Zheng unexpectedly said. "When did we have such training?"
"Dragon hand." Lin painted the sound while moderately kneading Xiao Zheng's abdomen, said. "The uncle of the white uncle has master defense. It has been practiced for a long time. The strength will come up. I have read a few meridian books recently, just to take your hands."
This is the answer of Lao Lin.
But for Xiao Zheng, it is endless moving.
Practice hands?
In addition to him, who will Lao Lin go to massage? Even one more sentence, a more glance, is a luxury.
Therefore, what Lao Lin said is an understatement. In fact, all of what she has learned is prepared for Xiao Zheng.
After all, Lao Lin is very clear about Xiao Zheng’s temper.
If you don't see a strong person, you want to play it. Even if he is a daring artist, he will not be injured.
And she has the first type of dragon hand, and the craft may not be as good as the massage-girl, but the effect is definitely better.
"It turns out." Xiao Zheng smiled and nodded. "Then I have to enjoy your craft."
Lin Huayin did not respond, but his face was calm for Xiao Zheng massage. Pressed from the abdomen to the shoulders, and the bottom of the foot was not let go. It’s not a shame to abandon A Zheng Ge’s big feet.
Tossing for half an hour, Lin's face quietly climbed the blush, and the forehead also oozes fine sweat.
The technique is ordinary massage technique, but the Lin sound is the dragon hand. There are extremely high demands on strength and accuracy. Therefore, physical energy consumption is enormous.

Where is it uncomfortable?
Lin asked.
A Zheng Ge, the flirtatious singer-soul: "Nothing is uncomfortable."
Lin's movements did not stop, and he was very serious about Xiao Zheng's massage.
She didn't know that Xiao Zheng had multiple injuries, but she could let the Prince of Ling Xiao push back. Certainly not light. So as long as Xiao Zheng does not stop, she will stick to it if she is tired.
"A little more," Xiao Zheng enjoys greed.
"Here?" Lin Zhuyin pressed with his left index finger.
"Go again" A Zhengge's eyes were dry.
"Would you like to take off your pants?"
Suddenly.
The sound of Lin's painting sounds cold.
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Ah Zheng was shocked and quickly opened his eyes and said, "I am joking."
"Not funny." Lin painted the voiceless expression.
But did not stop because of Xiao Zheng's instinct, slowly moved to the chest.
Every time I press here, Xiao Zheng will frown slightly. Lin Huayin knows that it should be the worst.
"Enough." Xiao Zheng gently grasped the palm of the hand, and moved. "It’s all like you sweating."
After the massage, Xiao Zheng’s body was obviously relaxed. Although it is impossible for him to recover quickly. However, there is a dragon hand to play the foundation, which is definitely better than the old Chinese medicine doctor.
When he pulled it gently, he took the soft and tender body of Lin's painting into his arms: "You also take a break."
Lin Huayin did not say anything, but quietly leaned on Xiao Zheng’s arms and listened to his heartbeat.
She knew that her man had done a big thing tonight. This is not for himself, but for national justice.
Although she never asked her man to be a hero. But who will refuse?