Best Peach Fortune Village Doctor

Just when Yao Ping'an was hesitating whether to go back and get dressed, Yang Huanhuan sent another message.

Yao Pingan had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter Yang's house, but what surprised him was that Yang Minghui and his wife were not there.

"Huanhuan, where are your parents?"

"Don't you know? I heard that the project is in a hurry. My parents and your father have gone to work! They will be living on the construction site for a few days!"

"Oh."

"Brother Pingan, come in and see what's going on with Lele!"

"it is good."

Yao Ping'an entered the bedroom and found Yang Lele lying on the bed in some pain, wearing thin pajamas.

He took the pulse and found that the pulse was normal, and looked at the tongue coating, but he didn't see any problems.

"Lele, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Lele said with some effort: "Even if the limbs are sore and weak, the body is weak, and the whole person can't lift up the spirit."

"What did you have for lunch?"

"Nothing, just a normal meal."

Yang Huanhuan said from the side: "I eat the same food as her, and I have nothing to do."

Yao Pingan frowned: "It's strange, the pulse is normal, there is no fever, let alone other problems."

Yang Lele said at this time: "Brother Ping An, can you give me a massage?"

Yao Ping'an's massage techniques are famous. When he was a teenager, his sisters-in-law and sisters in the village asked him to massage.

He said that after letting him press it, his back didn't hurt and his back felt sore, and his body felt warm and comfortable.

Sometimes Yao Ping'an wonders, is his massage technique so magical?

"Okay, then I'll press it for you! Maybe it'll be all right after you press it! By the way, turn over first and lie on the bed!"

Yao Ping'an rubbed his hands together as he spoke, until they turned red and hot, he put them on Yang Lele's back.

"Ah!" Yang Lele yelled, those big hot hands gave her goose bumps all over her body.

"Lele, bear with it, it may hurt a little, but I will try to be as light as possible."

"Hmm." Yang Lele seemed to have thought of something, a blush flashed across his face.

Yao Pingan also realized that his words were a bit ambiguous, and seeing Yang Lele's long thin and white legs, he couldn't help sighing, these legs are really beautiful!if……

He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, and began to massage attentively, from the head to the back, to the slightly raised buttocks, and finally to the slender, white and tender legs.

Yang Lele was still a little stiff at first, but following Yao Ping'an's movements, she gradually relaxed and enjoyed lying on the bed.

Only when Yao Ping'an tried hard, she couldn't help screaming a few times.

After pressing it for a while, Yao Ping'an was also sweating, and he couldn't hold back his anger.

After all, a big beauty is wearing thin pajamas, revealing slender white and tender legs, lying on the bed and letting herself be kneaded and pinched, but she can't do anything, even a man can't bear it!

Yao Pingan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and then said, "Turn over!"

"Ah."

Yang Lele turned over obediently, her pretty face flushed, and she looked at Yao Ping'an with a smile on her face, feeling like her heart was about to melt.

Especially when Yao Ping'an was still bare-chested, with her strong and broad chest and sharp-edged abdominal muscles, it made her heart itch unbearably.

As those powerful arms fell on her body, Yang Lele couldn't help crying, and she felt a strange feeling in her whole body.

Yang Huanhuan at the side couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and left the room.

Yao Ping'an was also a little embarrassed, and his strength was reduced a little.

But Yang Lele was unwilling, and whispered: "Brother Ping An, work harder!"

"Okay!" Yao Ping'an had to press harder.

Yang Lele's face was flushed, and she was extremely comfortable. I didn't expect Brother Ping'an's massage skills to be so good, and it really lived up to its reputation.

"Okay! I think you are almost fine."

Yao Ping'an shook his hand and pressed her comfortably, but he was tired, sore and sore.

Yang Lele was enjoying it when she saw Yao Ping'an stopped, and said unwillingly: "Brother Ping'an, press it again!"

"Tomorrow! Once a day, your body will heal."

"Okay then! Brother Pingan, you are amazing. I'm almost healed now."

"Of course, this is a unique massage technique handed down from my ancestors, of course it is powerful!"

As Yao Pingan said, he took another gulp of water.

"Okay! It's getting late, I'll go back first! It's very hot these days, you two don't blow on the fan all day long."

"Brother Ping An, please sit down for a while!"

"No, I have to get up early tomorrow." Yao Ping'an opened the door and left after speaking. After pressing this button, he was also unbearably hot, and if he stayed any longer, he might...

Seeing that Yao Pingan left without looking back, Yang Lele was a little disappointed and said, "Brother Pingan is simply a straight steel man, and he doesn't know how to stay with him."

Hearing this, Yang Huanhuan walked into the room and said sourly, "How can I accompany you? Are you going to bed with me?"

"Oh! Don't talk nonsense!"

"You stinky girl! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, you were so loud just now, didn't you..."

"Bah, bah, bah! I'm in pain, it's not what you think!"

"What do I think? Aren't you pretending to be self-confident?"

"Hmph! I think you're jealous!" Yang Lele said, and suddenly gave Yang Huanhuan a strange look, "Do you want Brother Ping'an to press it too?"

"Bah! You think I'm just like you!" Yang Huanhuan blushed.

Yang Lele seemed to understand something, "So you also fell in love with Brother Pingan! Let me tell you, Brother Pingan is mine, you can't snatch it!"

"Who wants to snatch him from you?" Yang Huanhuan jumped on him after speaking.

The two got into a mess again, and they were happy for a while.

……

Yao Ping'an took a cold shower when he got home, and put those thoughts that he shouldn't have into the sky.

But after going to bed, he couldn't fall asleep anyway, the more he didn't think about it, the more he remembered the scene just now.

He closed his eyes and lay down for a long time, finally picked up his phone and sent Wang Xiaomin a WeChat message, but there was still no reply.

Damn Wang Jianguo, he must have confiscated Xiao Min's cell phone.

Yao Pingan sighed, put down his phone and went to sleep, he had to get up early tomorrow, so he could buy more fish and sell them in the town.

When you have money, go directly to propose marriage!

When the cock crowed the next morning, Yao Ping'an got up from the bed. He had a dream last night, and he is still groggy.

He turned on his phone and checked, but Wang Xiaomin still didn't reply to the message, and there was no movement in Moments.

He sighed in disappointment, he didn't know what happened to Xiao Min, whether he was beaten yesterday.

Yao Ping'an wanted to see her very much, but there was nothing he could do, so he began to brush his teeth, wash his face, boil water and heat up rice sullenly.

After eating and drinking, he went into the back room, ready to see Xiaolong.

But he opened the lid of the bucket, took a look in, his expression changed drastically, and he sat down on the ground.