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Lu Zhengkang hugged Su Xiangli and could smell the scent of sweat, shower gel, shampoo and smooth lipstick. He could feel her presence, real and true, from sight, smell, hearing and touch to Su Xiangli’s skin Delicate and resilient, with thin and strong bones, she is like a carbon fiber strip wrapped in clay, a moving object in the material world, or "relatively still" in Lu Zhengkang's arms.

　　 The hidden rationality and sensibility speak without a doubt.

　　 even illusion...

Lu Zhengkang could perceive the fragmented pictures: Su Xiangli took a shower in the morning, and then put lipstick on herself with a small mirror outside the dance practice room. She had shrimp dumplings and fish porridge for breakfast. The shrimp dumplings must be very good. It was delicious, the fish fillet porridge was sweet and smooth. I accidentally hit my shoulder against the bus guardrail on the way here. The impact was so heavy that my left hand moved unnaturally...what else?

　　 Lu Zhengkang stared at Su Xiangli's eyes.

He felt a fall of the soul withdrawing from the body. From Su Xiangli’s eyes, Lu Zhengkang poured prying thoughts into her brain, empathizing with him, she was rejoicing, rejoicing in Lu Zhengkang’s intimacy, she was angry, the object of anger Many, is it Lu Zhengkang? A little. Is that annoying sissy dance teacher? A little. Is it her mother? Not much... there is still a long pain. Her joy floats on pain. What pain is it? Do you practice dancing? Are you ignored by your parents?

The little girl’s heart was so big that she could finish it in a while. Lu Zhengkang looked back in depression, picked Su Xiangli up and placed it on the ground, wanting to say some comforting words, but at the end it was just a sentence: "Practice dancing well. , I will read a book for a while."

Su Xiangli covered her heart and stared at Lu Zhengkang with a wonderful gaze, "Just now, I suddenly felt so comfortable, like soaking in milk, no, it's in the clouds, I feel like sugar cubes in coffee, you Understand, that's the kind..."

　　 Lu Zhengkang curled his lips and muttered "Very good, good." He didn't dare to look at Su Xiangli again, and hurried to sit in the rest area in the corner of the dance studio.

　　 Su Xiangli did not obey Lu Zhengkang's words. She followed him and sat on the sofa. Su Xiangli narrowed her mouth, "I hit the railing when I came today."

　　 Lu Zhengkang thought for a while, and asked: "Should I press it for you?"

"Do you know how to massage?" Su Xiangli looked disbelief, so angry that Lu Zhengkang directly spent 900 perceptual points to learn a "Traditional Chinese Medicine Tuina Bone-setting Technique" and pinched 10,000 hours of each in the learning space created by the system. Men, women and children, by the way, led an achievement.

[Grasp of the Old Chinese Medicine (Legend)]: You spend a lot of insight to learn an ancient skill that has been passed down. Your powerful hands can make any primate human race tremble. Being a deep soul is just a pile of bones and fascia under your hands, you can make them fascinated in an instant.

　　 Effect: Hand flexibility is greatly improved, upper limb strength is greatly increased, palm touch is greatly improved, affinity is greatly increased, divergent thinking is greatly increased, attention is slightly improved, personality charm is slightly increased, and the probability of middle-aged hair loss is slightly increased.

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Su Xiangli tilted her head strangely, "What's wrong? Are you angry?" She sat on Lu Zhengkang's right hand, and put her legs wrapped in white cotton stockings together on the sofa: the soles of her feet were on the edge of the chair. , Arms around knees. Then put the side of his head with his hair tied on his knees, just like that, squinting at Lu Zhengkang half-covered.

　　I really have the look of a swan looking forward to it, the teacher here is right, Su Xiangli has this talent to learn ballet well. She is a naturally proud white winged creature with innocent wild nature, but represents a remote divinity.

　　 Lu Zhengkang's mind is the systematic comment: any pretending soul is just a pile of bones and fascia under your hands, you can call them out of their bodies in an instant.

He flipped back gently, suddenly jumped behind the sofa from the posture of sitting on the sofa, he walked behind Su Xiangli, put his hands on her shoulders, four fingers pressed against the girl's collarbone—— The thin collarbone can be felt even through clothing. Put your thumb against the muscles of the back of the neck and press it lightly.

　　 "Ou Yo! ——" Su Xiangli cried out in surprise, attracting the attention of the two or two apprentices in the dance studio.

　　 Someone came over curiously.

But their arrival did not have any distracting effect on Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli. Every movement of Lu Zhengkang's familiarity, the pressing, pushing, and tapping of the fingers, is like a scalpel, opening the texture of the body. Expose muscles, bones, internal organs, and then expose the soul.

Su Xiangli was still snoring comfortably, until Lu Zhengkang pressed her fingers on her temples on both sides, and she felt real and fake currents rushing through her brain. She had lost consciousness at this moment, or was stripped of her thoughts. , There was only a deeper tranquil existence, floating in the heat oozing from Lu Zhengkang's palm, she seemed to feel Lu Zhengkang's thinking-living objects would have water flowing inside the body, and non-water.

　　 She was in non-water, Lu Zhengkang's warm consciousness wrapped her, Su Xiangli fell asleep peacefully.

　　 Until, Lu Zhengkang retracted his hand.

　　 "Okay, it's amazing..." The girl sighed, and fell down like she did, lying on her side on the sofa.

　　The onlookers wanted to ask what else, but Su Xiangli immediately jumped up, took Lu Zhengkang's hand, and walked towards the locker room. She left Lu Zhengkang outside the women's locker room and only told him to wait.

Lu Zhengkang also slowly recovered, and he saw it just now, holding a small white swan in his palm. This is definitely an illusion, but he had an irrational thought: Su Xiangli also had the same Illusion, she is a swan floating in her palm.

　　 What role does the palm play at this time?

　　 What does this mean for the swan?

　　 A teenage boy who is slightly older than Lu Zhengkang in UU reading www.uukanshu.com walked to him and asked, "Are you giving Su Xiangli a massage just now? You know so much."

　　 Lu Zhengkang said, the first sentence that came out of his mind was "Why do you know her name is Su Xiangli?"

　　 But he stopped the idea in time, he said, "Thank you."

　　 The boys are still going to talk about it again, but Lu Zhengkang doesn't have the chatty that he used to answer like in the past. He just shied away from the other party's questions, and he was indifferent to the other party's praise.

　　 The inner Lu Zhengkang is still struggling with his strange thoughts, but the outer one is already exhausted.

　　 Lu Zhengkang said suddenly, "Let's do it, you seem to be really curious, you will know if I give you a massage."

When Su Xiangli came out after getting dressed, there was a boy with a happy face lying at the door of the locker room. Lu Zhengkang was surrounded by four or five people. They were chatting and grabbing Lu Zhengkang's hand, trying to put his old Chinese doctor's grasp In themselves, let them also experience what it means to be out of the body.

Su Xiang retreats from the crowded crowd. In the shadow of palm waving, he accurately grasped Lu Zhengkang's hand. With her right hand, the right hand that was originally evading quietly stopped moving under her grasp. Su Xiangli held it. The boy ran out, leaving a regretful audience.

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