Supreme beauty system

What he was looking forward to was Song Xiaojia's outstanding performance on the bed.

"Then let's go to your house? Shall we have sex at your house?" Yu Yang looked at the night sky full of sky, his heart was throbbing.

Song Xiaojia's home is in a poor cellar.

In this city, that place is the scar of the city.No matter how developed a country is, there will be such a place in every corner of the city.

This seems to be saying to the world that where there is prosperity, there will be desolation, and where there are rich people, there will be beggars.Although the authorities do not want to mention these, it does not mean that these places do not exist.

Yu Yang is also a low-level person, he has long been used to the fringe corners of the city.

Did the world think that Yu Yang would be far away from such a place?But what I didn't expect was that he seemed to be fine.

Entering the village, there is the smell of garbage everywhere, as well as the smell of sewage.

"It's really disgusting, how can you live in this place?" Yu Yang said.

"I can't help it, poor people!" Shijie shrugged his shoulders, and said with a very contented look, "Every day in the news, it is said that foreign countries are still raging with war, and we are still safe, this is a blessing!"

"What a guy who is easy to satisfy. Besides, what can the news say if it doesn't talk about this? Could it be about what's going on under the fig leaf?" Yu Yang sneered in his heart.

Just when Yu Yang was thinking about these boring topics, Song Xiaojia pointed to a dilapidated small courtyard and said, "This is my home!"

"Your home?" Yu Yang followed the twilight night to look over. This small courtyard looks like a house from the last century. Because the sewage pipes in this area and the garbage disposal can't keep up, the house is covered by sewage. Surrounded by rubbish, it looks miserable.

If all the rubbish, sewage and other things are disposed of, the house will still look like an old dwelling.

Song Xiaojia opened the door, please welcome me in.

Yu Yang suddenly felt a very oppressive atmosphere.

It was this depressing atmosphere that made him feel that Song Xiaojia's father's illness was serious.

"Your dad is caused by emphysema and long-term depression?" Please ask.

"How do you know?" Song Xiaojia was surprised, and she thought to herself, "Could it be that Brother Qin can heal illnesses?"

In fact, he is not very proficient in medical skills, but the relationship between people who learn martial arts and Chinese medicine is very similar.Chinese medicine also has yin and yang and five elements, so it also has a little understanding of pathogenesis and pathology.

"I know a little bit about medicine. Why don't you let me help your father relieve his illness!" Yu Yang said with a faint smile.

"Really, that's great!" Song Xiaojia had one surprise after another tonight, and these surprises almost suffocated him.

He walked into the house and whispered to his father for a while.

Song Xiaojia's father is Song Fu, who was a worker in a national mine in the early years.Because of the reform later, the mine was sold, and they were laid off, and then Song Fu went around doing odd jobs to live... After working hard for most of his life, he still had very little money left, so he had to go to the vegetable market every day to pick up the leftovers , The vegetable leaves that others don’t want come back to eat.

If you are poor, you have no dignity.

Their hearts are very sharp, looking at this world, whoever this is is hatred and darkness.

That's how fate is.Some people are born to be kings, and some are born to be bandits... Therefore, as a poor person, you should understand that living is a sin!
Yu Yang also lived this kind of life.

Only those who have been poor know what money is.

So, he said to himself - you can lose everything in this life, but you can't lose money.In this country, no money means no capital for survival.

Song Xiaojia welcomed Yu Yang in, and then he saw a haggard old man.His eyes were sunken, his complexion was light, and he was panting continuously after speaking a few words.

He really wanted to say something to Yu Yang.

Yu Yang stretched out his hand to tell him not to say anything, he understood everything.

Then Yu Yang began to give him needles.

That technique is acupuncture technique, plus his embroidery needle.This kind of needles gathers the power of his qigong, and each needle can convey his qigong energy very well.

These energies entered Song Fu's blood vessels and meridians, forming a magnetic field...

"It will take an hour for the needle to be removed. I'll try it too. If it doesn't work, don't make a joke!" Yu Yang actually knew in his heart that the disease would definitely be cured, but he habitually said it very euphemistically.

"Then let me cook some sugar water for you!" After the time was over, he got into the kitchen.

Yu Yang felt very bored, because the embroidery needle was stuck on the acupuncture point, and it took an hour to pull it out, and he couldn't go far during this period. He wanted to find a place to drink some wine, and it seemed that this wish was extravagant.

Just when he felt bored, a Chery stopped at the gate of the yard.Then six or seven young people came down from above.

It seems that these two Chery are overloaded!

The leader was a young man with a scar on his face and a beard at the corner of his mouth.

When the young man got to the door, he kicked the door.Kicked the iron door with a crackling sound.

Yu Yang walked over and opened the courtyard door, with a soft stick in his mouth, looking at these people like he was looking at idiots.

The scar with sunglasses was very angry, he was the only one in this place who should be pretending, why is there another pretending?

"Who are you special?"

"I'm Song Xiaojia's... what are you, middle of the night, Xinghun?" Yu Yang smiled while holding a cigarette in his hand, "A bunch of scumbags."

"What's the matter..." Song Xiaojia who heard the noise ran out of the kitchen in a hurry, and when she saw everything in front of her, she immediately understood.The scarred face in front of her is the pimp in charge of guarding her, if he catches her back, she will be beaten to death at least.

On the spot, Song Xiaojia was so frightened that she petrified.

Dao Scar originally wanted to trouble Yu Yang, but when he saw Song Xiaojia came out, he turned the topic to her. "I said little bitch, you are not bad, you found a backer so quickly, but our boss said it, but it was useless. If you don't go back with us, no matter how many backers I have, it will be useless of."

Yu Yang slammed the cigarette butt king on the ground, extinguished it with his foot, and walked over.

Song Xiaojia knew that Yu Yang was going to fight with them, so she hurriedly said, "Brother Qin! Don't, don't act like this..."

"Oh...it's very touching..." Dao Scar laughed, "Looking at his body, this kid can't stand it, Xiao Jia, you just wait on me all night, and I won't pursue anything! "

Song Xiaojia was so angry that her chest fluctuated, her face showed sullenness, and she said: "Hei Er...you are too much. I am not the kind of casual woman you think!"