Hard to be a good wife

The Buddhist hall of Duke Heng's mansion is built behind a courtyard full of peach trees, it is very quiet and quiet, and it is a good place to play hide-and-seek.

"Squeak..." Tang Yue pushed open the door of the Buddhist hall, the inside was unexpectedly clean and tidy, it should have been cleaned every day.

"Is there anyone in the Duke's mansion who believes in Buddhism?" Tang Yue asked suspiciously, this place doesn't look like this family's style.

"This is the place where Auntie often came... She believed in Buddhism." Duke Heng answered pantingly, and after walking a few steps, he was already sweating profusely and his limbs were weak.

After Tang Yue looked at the place, he turned to Prince Heng, "Master, do you want to rest for a while?"

Don't go into shock if you breathe like this.

It's really hard to imagine how he persisted in having sex with women in bed. I'm afraid he is only suitable for lying down and enjoying it when he is so fat?

"Good... this son rests for a while." The prince of Heng Guo found a futon and sat down on his buttocks. Circles of fat piled up, and his clothes stretched out a few swim rings.

Tang Yue walked up to him and sat down, and asked like two good brothers, "Isn't it tiring to have so much flesh on your body?"

The other party nodded, and then looked at him suspiciously, as if he would get up and leave as soon as he showed disgust.

The corners of Tang Yue's mouth curled up, revealing his signature smile, "I have seen many patients like you who are puffy, hot and sweaty, and feel weak after a little exercise, or even unable to lift. It’s just that I don’t have the energy and I’m too tired to panic, but it’s not just like that after a long time.”

"You said this son is sick?" Duke Heng asked with his eyes wide open.

Tang Yue patted his shoulder reassuringly, but felt that his hands were soft, and he didn't feel any bones.

"Don't worry, it's actually not a disease, it's just because most of your body's nourishment is used to grow flesh, and you can't take care of other places... Do you feel that you are not tall enough, and you are not strong enough to persist in bed? time is short?"

Duke Heng nodded subconsciously, and Tang Yue continued to say, "Do you feel that you are afraid of the cold in winter and heat in summer, that your limbs are swollen and painful, that you are prone to dizziness, that your mouth is often dry, and that you can't sleep at night?"

Prince Heng nodded, and then asked with a serious face: "You haven't had a pulse yet, how do you know this?"

Tang Yue thought in his heart: If you are as fat as you, an ordinary person would know what's wrong.

Dude, I'm afraid you can't even lift your legs.

"Looking, hearing and asking, you don't have to have a pulse diagnosis to know the condition. Of course, you are not considered a disease."

Prince Heng thought that he cured Wang Zizhao's leg, so he must have superb medical skills, and he could understand other people's faults at a glance.

He pinched the flesh on his body, and it felt very good, so he has always liked skinny beauties, not too much flesh, not too big breasts, anyway, he has all these.

However, if he could get rid of this body of flesh, of course he would be happy, after all, no one wants to become a big fat mass of meat.

"Do you have a way to cure this son's flesh?" It's not that Duke Heng has invited a famous doctor for him, and he has also taken medicine, but unfortunately the effect is not good.

Tang Yue smiled inscrutably, "As long as you can trust me, there is a solution, but the process is a bit difficult."

The son of Heng Guogong glanced at him warily, "You won't let this son abstain from meat and sex, and keep moving every day, right? Don't even think about it!"

Tang Yue slandered: That's how it is!He said that it is impossible for Duke Heng to be so wise and powerful in the legends that he would just watch his son turn white and steamed buns day by day without being indifferent. It is probably because this kid cannot persist in losing weight.

In modern times, losing weight is a popular topic. There are thousands of methods, various tricks, and various products emerge in endlessly. But if you want to ask a doctor what is the real effective method, it is definitely five words: eat less and exercise more!

There are two soul words: hold on!

But there are very few who can do these points, so what about the rest of the ladies who want to lose weight?

As long as you are willing to spend money, various professional weight loss institutions will tailor a weight loss plan for you. Although you still need to control your diet, you can definitely avoid a lot of suffering.

Tang Yue put on a righteous face, "Which quack doctor said this. Although this can indeed help you lose weight, there are still other ways."

"Really?"

"Of course, how dare you lie to the Shizi?" Lie to you without any discussion!

"What method?" Duke Heng turned his body with difficulty, facing Tang Yue.

Tang Yue put out the cloth bag he was carrying, Chun Chunshan said: "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Prince Heng watched him take out a few things he didn't know one by one, shook his head subconsciously, and rolled back.

"You... didn't you say you wanted to play with this son?"

"This is it!" Tang Yue took out a scraping board and shook it in front of him, "It's very fun, the process is a little painful, but I promise to be very comfortable after it's done, and after I'm done, I will cook for you personally Make a big meal!"

Hearing that there was something to eat, Duke Heng's eyes brightened even more, and he looked through the things Tang Yue had put out. Curiosity overcame reason, and he nodded in agreement.

"Then come on... take off your clothes first!" Tang Yue took a ceramic bowl from the altar, poured half a bowl of lard out of the bottle, mixed it into half a bottle of transparent liquid, and then mixed it thoroughly.

"Why do you want to take off your clothes?" Prince Heng stretched his neck and smelled it, and found that the liquid in the porcelain bowl was quite fragrant.

"You'll know when you take it off..." Tang Yue walked towards him with a bowl in his hand, pointed to a row of futons on the ground and said, "Lie down on the futon after taking it off."

Although these futons would certainly not hold up given his size, it was better to have something than nothing.

Although the Buddhist hall was cleaned very clean, it can be seen that it has been useless for a long time. There are only three sticks of incense on the altar table, and there are no tributes, let alone a place to rest.

The prince of Heng's curiosity was fully ignited, and he sat on the ground and opened his arms naturally.

"……"What's the meaning?Tang Yue was at a loss.

The other party was also at a loss when he saw him not moving for a long time, "Come and change!"

Fuck!Think I'm your flowery maid?

Tang Yue took a deep breath, and decided not to argue with him. It is estimated that this kid stretched out his hand to open his mouth from his small coat, and he couldn't even unbutton it.

Of course, the clothes of this era seem to have no buttons.

Tang Yue endured a strong sense of discomfort and tore off the fat man's belt, always feeling that this scene was unbearable to look at directly.

Three times, five times and two times stripped him naked, and Tang Yue pinned him to the ground.

"Ah...how can you be so rude?" The fat man made a sharp accusation.

Tang Yue shook his hands, and looked at the door with some guilt. If someone suddenly broke in at this moment, he would be at a loss for words.

Patting the dead fat man on the back, Tang Yue tried his best to calmly say: "Okay, don't bark." If this is rude, wouldn't the next thing be considered rude?

Sure enough, when Tang Yue started scraping, Duke Heng's son was already screaming ghostly, and his voice was no less shrill than the execution room. If the Buddhist hall was not remote enough and quiet enough, they would have been surrounded by crowds by now.

"No...it can't be done...why does it hurt so much?" Duke Heng put his arms on the ground and tried hard to stand up, but Tang Yue put one leg on his waist, and he couldn't turn over even with the slightest force body.

"You...you actually treat this son...this son..."

"What is the son doing?" Tang Yue pressed heavily on the acupoints of his body with his index knuckles, and the other party let out another high-pitched scream.

"You...you...bullying this son...wow..."

Tang Yue paused, bent down to look at his face sideways, and found that he was indeed crying, and felt a sense of guilt.

"Cough...don't worry, it's just a painful process, but the result will be very comfortable."

"lie!"

"If you don't believe me, you can feel it for yourself after you're done." Tang Yue's subordinates continued to float on his fat body, and there were bloodstains all over his white and tender skin, which was shocking to watch.

【small theater】

Tang Yue: "Come on, dear, take off your clothes, let's do something happy..."

Little Fatty: "What are you going to do?...Don't come here...I'll call someone if you come here again..."

Tang Yue: "Scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to save you..."

Little Fatty: "Ah...help...it hurts...be gentle..."

Tang Yue: "What are you shouting for? It's as if I raped you."

Little Fatty: "Then you should come and rape me, please..."

Tang Yue: "..." With this body of flesh, who would do it?