Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

"A little sore, a little swollen feeling..." Qiao Leren's expression was not very sure, because Lin Zhiyun realized that the acupuncture point was wrong, and immediately pulled out the needle.

"I'll try again." Lin Zhiyun stabbed again according to the wrong acupuncture point just now.

But this time, Qiao Leren didn't feel anything anymore.

Lin Zhiyun wondered if Qiao Leren's feeling just now was an illusion?

When Qiao Leren saw that the needle was inserted again, he didn't feel it, and he also wondered if he wanted to feel sensation in his legs too much, so the feeling at that moment before was imagined by himself?

"The same acupuncture point, the same needle hole, the feeling will not be the same, especially Zhiyun is not yet proficient in the technique." Dr. Fang said.

Lin Zhiyun nodded, and then stabbed on Qiao Leren's other acupuncture points.

This time, Lin Zhiyun didn't follow the acupuncture points she had prepared before, but randomly picked the acupuncture points that would not damage the tendons of Qiao Leren's legs.

After trying for a while, Qiao Leren also came across two acupoints that I felt felt at the time, but didn't feel felt after the second acupuncture.

Anyway, this reaction from Qiao Leren's legs gave Lin Zhiyun a shot in the arm!

This at least proves that the medicine and massage she gave Qiao Leren before are not completely useless.

"Treat it according to your ideas." Dr. Fang was proud in his heart, but his face was calm. He didn't praise Lin Zhiyun for fear that if he did, she would be proud.

Young people still need to be hit more to grow more tenaciously.

Qiao Leren also heard that the treatment Lin Zhiyun gave him was useful, and he was a little excited.

"From now on, let Shen Xiangnan give you a massage for at least one hour every day." Lin Zhiyun thought for a while, and planned to ask Qiao Leren to prepare a medicinal bath.

But Qiao Le lives on campus, so it is very inconvenient to take a medicinal bath.

"You discuss it with Shen Xiangnan, and rent a room near the school, so that it will be convenient for treatment, and you don't need to boil the medicine. The whole dormitory building smells like traditional Chinese medicine." Lin Zhiyun said.

Qiao Leren had this idea for a long time. Although the school was considerate to him and allowed him to boil medicine in the dormitory, the smell of traditional Chinese medicine did not affect him well.

"I'm already looking for it. If there is a suitable one, I will move out." Qiao Leren said.

After Lin Zhiyun gave Qiao Leren acupuncture, she went to Fang Yingying's house for dinner.

Her mother brought all the cuteness.

Wei Mian took Jiang Jian with him.

When she came, cuteness still opened the door for her.

Fang's father and Wei Mian were talking at the same time, when Wei Mian saw her, he waved to her and let her pass.

When Lin Zhiyun walked over in two or three steps, she didn't notice Fang Yingying glaring at her in the kitchen.

Defending took her hand and let her sit next to him, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Lin Zhiyun rubbed her stomach, but she was actually a little hungry, and it was almost seven o'clock now.

"I'll go and see if Yingying is done. She's still a novice in the kitchen. If it wasn't for your mother's help, I don't know when we'll be eating today." Father Fang laughed.

"Eat this pastry and candy first to cushion your stomach." Before Fang's father went to the kitchen to urge people, he brought Lin Zhiyun something to eat.

Lin Zhiyun was actually very envious of Fang Yingying having such a father, she didn't even want it!

Jiang Jian moved over and said to Lin Zhiyun, "Aren't you going to help out in the kitchen? Defending the title is just eating your cooking."

Jiang Jian felt that Fang's father gave so much money anyway, and it would be outrageous if he didn't take a bite out of face later to defend the title.

So let Lin Zhiyun go to the kitchen to cook a few dishes, mix in it, and at least let Wei Mian eat something.

"Isn't my mother helping in the kitchen? I don't have to go." Even if Lin Zhiyun went, she still couldn't cook.

Wei Mian heard Lin Zhiyun's displeasure, squeezed her hand, and coaxed her.

Fang Yingying heard Fang's father say that Lin Zhiyun was hungry, she didn't take it seriously, she must be hungry if she is hungry!
Fang's father urged her, but Fang Yingying didn't speed up the pace.

Counting the time of the defending title, 10 minutes have passed.

"It's already seven twenty." Wei Mian said with a frown.

"Don't eat, just eat snacks, do you still need to eat?" Wei Mian pulled Lin Zhiyun's hand away, not letting her continue eating.

"..." Then what can I do, the meal is not ready yet, and Lin Zhiyun is still chewing a lot of bread.

"Should we serve the dishes first? Which ready-made dishes should be served first?" Jiang Jian was afraid that Wei Mian would say something unpleasant, so he hurriedly said.

"It's ready, I'll serve it now!" Fang Yingying hurried out of the kitchen, fearing that the defending champion would leave.

The defending champion didn't say anything.

Fang Yingying cooked a lot of dishes, although in terms of taste, her cooking skills are the same as Lin Zhiyun's.

But Wei Mian is such a picky person, he doesn’t eat ginger in his cooking, he doesn’t put chopped green onion in his soup, he doesn’t like the taste of pepper in his meat…

Lin Zhiyun still likes her cooking skills, she is not picky, she can eat.

Duan Yuehua felt a little strange eating the braised pork, why is the taste of the braised pork so familiar?So it tastes like her daughter's food?
Not only the braised pork, but other dishes taste similar to it.

If she hadn't seen Fang Yingying cooking with her own eyes, she would really suspect that her daughter made this dish.

For Jiang Jian, Fang Yingying's craftsmanship was better than he imagined, at least it looked good.

Jiang Jian likes to be vegetarian. All he eats are vegetarian dishes, which taste good and can be eaten.

This is the first time for Fang's father to eat the dishes made by his daughter. In his opinion, the taste of this meal is the best among the meals he has ever eaten.

"Daddy, how are you?" Fang Yingying asked hastily.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious!" Fang's father nodded, his eyes were reddish, and he liked to eat very much, and the taste was good.

[Fang's father's favorability value is 300! 】

[Fang's father's favorability value is 500! 】

[Fang's father's favorability value is 300! 】

Fang Yingying was a little proud, she looked at Duan Yuehua again, "Aunt Duan, what do you think?"

"It tastes good." Duan Yuehua said hastily, her daughter has been cooking since she was a child, and it's only at this level that Fang Yingying, a young lady, can do this level, which is already excellent.

[Duan Yuehua's favorability value is 100! 】

Fang Yingying was satisfied with Duan Yuehua's words, and she looked at Jiang Jian.

"Not bad!" Jiang Jian also said.

[Jiang Jian's favorability value is 30! 】

Jiang Jian has the lowest favorability value, but he is different from the other two.

No matter how much a person like Jiang Jian likes food, he won't have too much affection for him just because the food is delicious.

Fang Yingying gained confidence, so she set her sights on Wei Mian.

"Brother Wei, give it a try, it may not suit your taste, so you can just eat it." Fang Yingying said modestly, and wanted to add some food to the defending champion.

Defending the title avoided, "You're welcome."

Lin Zhiyun picked some vegetables for him. There was nothing in the vegetables that he didn't like, but he didn't like vegetables.

Wei Mian didn't take the fish that Fang Yingying gave him, but took the vegetables that Lin Zhiyun gave him.

Fang Yingying felt ashamed.