On the top of the mountain, Tang Hao and He Qiaoying stood on their own sides, paying no attention to each other. There was a quiet and awkward atmosphere surrounding the entire place.
In fact, at the end, the Ferrari driven by Mao Long had stopped. Even if Tang Hao didn't have to go at full speed for the rest of the journey, he could still win steadily.
But this is a very important game. As Tang Hao said, he cannot take it lightly. Zhang Rui spent a total of 100 million just to get angry with the opponent. How could he take the initiative to slow down?
Thinking of this, Tang Hao seemed to feel a little sorry for the little girl. He took the initiative to open the silence, glanced at He Qiaoying sheepishly, and said, "By the way, does the bump on your head still hurt?"
He Qiaoying rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think? If I hit your head, would it hurt?"
"Yeah, you can blame yourself for anything like this..."
Tang Hao was speechless. After he smiled bitterly, he looked at He Qiaoying with a hint of concern: "How about it, do you want me to rub it for you? Maybe it will feel better?"
"You think your hands are made of gold. What's the difference between you rubbing them and me rubbing them myself?"
He Qiaoying carefully rubbed his forehead and said angrily.
Tang Hao's face straightened: "I am a Chinese medicine practitioner and have learned some massage techniques, which may have some effect."
"I hope the golden energy can come in handy!"
Tang Hao added in his mind that the other party hit the glass while riding in his car and got a big swelling, so he still had a small amount of responsibility.
He Qiaoying looked at Tang Hao suspiciously and asked tentatively: "Really?"
Tang Hao smiled: "Of course it's true. If you don't believe it, just try it and you will know."
After speaking, Tang Hao did not wait for He Qiaoying to refuse, he walked forward and stretched out his right hand towards his forehead.
He Qiaoying felt the swollen area on her forehead being wrapped up by a big hand. Her big, watery eyes blinked, and her heart was filled with tension.
Only now that the two of them got along did Tang Hao have the opportunity to take a closer look at He Qiaoying's appearance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he subconsciously cast his eyes on He Qiaoying's face.
He Qiaoying's facial features seem to have a hint of heroism. Her crescent eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. Her fair skin and thin red lips are in sharp contrast. There is a touch of luster in her light yellow eyes, and there is still a trace of hair on her temples.
Hair tips.
Because of the heat of summer, there were still drops of fragrant sweat on her cheeks, and the orchid air was constantly exhaling from her nose, which made people feel very comfortable.
He Qiaoying was wearing a jumpsuit with denim suspenders and a light green cartoon short-sleeved shirt underneath, with her tall white long legs exposed, and a pair of pure white sneakers at her feet.
After observing for a while, Tang Hao withdrew his eyes and nodded secretly in his heart. This He Qiaoying was indeed a first-class beauty, but her dress seemed to be somewhat similar to her personality - wild, not delicate.
affectation.
Similarly, Tang Hao is also quite nervous now, because he doesn't know whether the golden energy has any effect on the swollen part. If it doesn't work, then he will be in great disgrace...
So Tang Hao quickly turned on the X-ray function and looked at He Qiaoying's forehead. He soon discovered that there were masses of congestion condensing in the swollen area.
Tang Hao was greatly excited and quickly put his hand on it. At the same time, he exercised the "Five Elements Qiankun Jue", causing the golden energy in his Niwan Palace to slowly move out and go towards He Qiaoying's forehead through his arms.
With the experience of treating Xie Wen last time, and Tang Hao's hard training during this period, his control over the golden energy has improved a lot, so he can move the golden energy much more easily than last time, and he is very comfortable.
.
Soon, He Qiaoying felt that the swelling on her forehead, covered by Tang Hao's big hands, actually produced a hot, very warm feeling, which made her heart tremble. This strange tingling feeling,
She enjoyed it very much.
After a while, under Tang Hao's clairvoyant observation, he saw that the swollen bump on He Qiaoying's forehead had been completely swallowed up by his own golden energy. Then he slowly withdrew his hand and looked at He Qiaoying.
Just this look made Tang Hao stunned. Because he had forgotten to turn off the perspective just now, He Qiaoying's perfect body curve was now clearly visible in front of him.
"Gulu..."
Tang Hao swallowed in dismay. His heartbeat seemed to have stopped. It must be said that He Qiaoying's figure was really top-notch. Even a man like Tang Hao, who had a strong resistance to beautiful women, suddenly
There are also some who can't stand it.
"Hey... what about Tang Hao? This girl has big breasts, you don't have to look at her that way, right?"
He Qiaoying looked at Tang Hao with disdain and said.
Only then did Tang Hao come to his senses. He quickly turned off the see-through function and scratched his head: "I mean, your denim jumpsuit is pretty good. Where did you buy it?"
He Qiaoying rolled her eyes at him: "Bah, this girl has such a good figure, even a man would take a look at it. Could it be that you are not a man, but a pervert who just likes to look at clothes?"
"Haha, this..."
Tang Hao looked embarrassed and couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He thought to himself that she is indeed a friend of that boy Li Yuntao. Is this girl really big-hearted?
After a pause for a moment, Tang Hao raised his head again and asked, "By the way, do you still feel pain there?"
After being asked by Tang Hao, He Qiaoying realized that there seemed to be no feeling on her forehead. She subconsciously reached out and touched it, and found that there was no pain at all. Even the swollen bump disappeared.
Already.
He Qiaoying's eyes shone, and he grabbed Tang Hao's sleeve in surprise and kept shaking it: "It seems that it really doesn't hurt anymore. How did you do it?"
"Okay, I finally know how this girl ended up playing with that boy Li Yuntao!"
Tang Hao was so shaken by her that he waved his hands and cried bitterly: "Brother, this can be done with a little massage. Can you let me go first?"
He Qiaoying let go of her hand, straightened her waist, and angrily accused Tang Hao: "How can you call me buddy? Why, you just saw this young lady's breasts, are you going to turn your back and deny it?"
"..."
Tang Hao saw a few black lines on his head and was speechless. He thought to himself, although your breasts are not small, they are not to the point where you should be responsible just by looking at them!
As he said that, He Qiaoying showed a suspicious expression and looked at Tang Hao with some disbelief: "What you just used was the massage technique in Chinese medicine to reduce the swelling on my forehead? So, is Chinese medicine real?"