Acupuncture?

When Fang He and Wang Cheng heard this, they also looked over.

Could it be said that my boyfriend can also perform acupuncture?

But what came out of Lian Feng's mouth was at least not a joke.

In such a shock, the way the two looked at Yan Tao changed a lot.

When they were playing cards just now, Yan Tao clearly used his IQ to crush them.

If this young man is still a teenager with both civil and military skills, do they still have to live?

In their surprised and suspicious eyes, the evil boy was very leisurely. He slowly bent down and poured two cups of tea, handing one cup to Qin Zong and holding the other cup in his hand.

A slight smile hung on his thin lips, half-smiling but not smiling, "Want to learn?"

Lian Feng nodded quickly.

"Can."

Master Yan agreed briskly.

Lian Feng said in surprise: "Really, really?"

He actually just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect Yan Tao to agree so happily.

"Can you remember the human acupuncture point map?"

"able."

They have received special training, and acupuncture point maps are something they must memorize.

"The most important thing in acupuncture is accuracy. The acupuncture points must be correct and the force must be accurate. It is said that it is just one point of force, and it must not be too much or too little."

Yan Tao casually pinched a peanut from the dinner plate and held it between his slender fingers without even looking at it, listening to a whooshing sound.

They followed the sound and the decorations hanging in the living room shook slightly.

The arc is so small that if you don't stare carefully, you can hardly see it.

"It's a force."

There was another "swish" sound, and the peanuts that flew back into Yan Tao's slender fingers were knocked out again by her.

"Third force."

"Five Forces."

"Seven points of power."

"Ten strength."

"The acupuncture essence must be on the accurate head. Your acupuncture points have been memorized. I will give you a more specific acupoint map tomorrow." Yan Tao threw the peanut into the trash can and said softly, "Practice Once it’s ready, you can use it.”

"Okay, okay! Thank you, Master Yan."

Fang He and Wang Cheng followed the peanut to the trash can, and felt slightly shocked.

The thrown peanuts can be returned to the hand again. This requires such precise judgment and strength.

It can be said that he is a monster...

While they were still a little stunned, Yan Tao clapped his hands, stood up and went to the dining table.

She was feeling hungry after sitting for such a long time.

I casually opened the dessert provided by the store. On the small cake were Q-version portraits of Qin Zong and Yan Tao.

The young man put his hands behind his back, stood on his tiptoes slightly, and kissed the man's lips.

It's very playful.

Xiaoqi: This store is really good...

Master Yan is even more satisfied.

Decided to eat him.

She returned to the sofa with the small cake in her arms, sat cross-legged, and took a bite with a spoon.

Sweet but not greasy, the cream melts in your mouth and is accompanied by a sweet aroma.

Yan Tao took out a mouthful with a spoon and said, "Would you like to try it?"

Qin Zong raised his head from the financial newspaper, his phoenix eyes as deep as the sea fell on the sweet cream.

Didn't move.

Lian Feng next to him hurriedly said, "Shen Yan, he doesn't eat butter."

"Too sweet."

Qin Zong's stern side face was expressionless, his handsome face lowered, and he ate the spoonful of cake.

Wang Cheng and the others, who were originally immersed in the world of learning, followed this scene.

Eyes widened.

Did you actually eat dessert?

Basically everyone knows that Qin Zong doesn't eat desserts.

Because someone who wanted to die wanted to feed him cake in public, Master Qin said coldly after falling, "I don't like sweet things."

Don't you like it? ?

Master, your appetite is changing too quickly, isn’t it?

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