Chapter 630 Wait for me!

Little guy.

It seemed to have become a nickname for Secretary Song to Tang Huan.

It was very kind and also vented a certain emotion of Secretary Song for Tang Huan.

Their age difference is really big.

Secretary Song also passed the girlish age of acting cute.

Even if I subconsciously think this way, my face is a little unhappy.

The little guy has become a good point of expression.

So recently Secretary Song has called Tang Huan so high.

They always respect each other as guests and treat each other with courtesy.

Except for one simple taste that night, the two of them never pierced the last layer of paper.

Playing ambiguous?

This word is somewhat insulting them.

Secretary Song gave up the opportunity to fly far away for Tang Huan. On the contrary, Tang Huan was determined to make a fortune after that night and enter Beijing to see the scenery one day in the future.

This is the tacit understanding between the men and women.

It was also their efforts to this relationship in silence.

There are no sweet words or heroic words. Some are just doing silently, which is the spiritual communication between each other.

Is age an emotional obstacle?

Obviously not.

But this is limited to Tang Huan. Secretary Song still felt a grudge deep in his heart and could not let go completely.

Tang Huan's massage technique originated from the emergency rescue of the world.

And the so-called emergency rescue in the world is really life-saving.

Lao Zhuang once invited two imperial doctors to teach the dragon hunter's first aid techniques. On the battlefield, no one could carry too much medicine. If you were shot, you could stop bleeding and have anesthetics. It's okay to say that these are some internal injuries?

Traditional Chinese medicine techniques show value at this time. Silver needles and massage can greatly reduce the pain and will not affect the movement too much.

Once anesthetics are given, there may be problems even walking. How to survive in the battlefield of bullets?

As the leader of the dragon hunter, Tang Huan also held the important task of emergency rescue. Whether he was injured or subordinate, he would treat him as soon as possible. He became a good doctor after a long illness, and he also taught him by the imperial doctor. It is no exaggeration to say that Tang Huan's massage technique is much more authentic than most old Chinese doctors in the world. The efficacy is much better.

Sitting in the office for a long time will not only cause sarcotic waist, but also affecting strain on the cervical spine and shoulders.

Tang Huan has only been working seriously for more than a year. He obviously feels that his physical strength is not as good as before, let alone Secretary Song, who has been in administrative work for nearly twenty years?

Although she usually has the habit of doing yoga, her body is also very full. However, she has become sick after sitting for a long time, and she has not been able to escape this predicament.

Recently, my shoulders are even more painful and uncomfortable.

Tang Huan prescribed the right medicine, and first used a small grapple to ravage Secretary Song's slender shoulders. After about two minutes of relaxation, he pinched Fengchi's hole behind his ears with one hand, reached in front of Secretary Song with the other hand, pinched her temples on both sides. Then he gently lifted it up.

In an instant, the discomfort on the head caused by the blockage of the cervical spine was instantly relieved. A feeling of floating in the air rushed straight to the forehead, which was so comfortable.

"Um--"

Secretary Song couldn't help but shouted out with relief.

Hearing that Brother Huan shivered all over, he became a little bored.

"How is it?" Tang Huan was quite proud.

This is his specialty.

I tried my skills in front of the big boss before, and successfully guided the big boss with this.

Now, for the past six months, as long as Tang Huan comes to her office, as long as she is not too busy, the boss will ask Tang Huan to help her massage for three or five minutes, and she will not give her tips at all. She is scheming.

"Comfortable." Secretary Song closed his eyes slightly and said very much.

"Sister Song, your cervical spine is OK. The blockage is not serious. You should have exercise in your daily life, right?" Tang Huan said casually.

"Well. I can practice yoga when I have time. It's been a while." Secretary Song nodded slightly, his red lips slightly pursed. Enjoy this rare relaxation.

"The shoulder problem is not too big," said Tang Huan. "Just pay attention to your posture when working in the office. Don't stay at your desk for too long, and don't keep an eye on your computer for a long time."

It lasted almost ten minutes. Tang Huan suddenly patted Secretary Song on the shoulder: "Sister Song, I'll press your waist for you? Even if you sit for a long time, even if you pay attention, the waist strain will be relatively severe."

"OK."

Secretary Song was not too reserved. He lay flat on the sofa. Because his face was facing down, his voice was slightly low: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Sister Song is out." Tang Huan smiled.

Appreciating Sister Song’s back curve condescendingly is perfect.

Because she was wearing a very close-fitting work outfit, and the weather was quite moderate. She probably didn't wear too complicated linings. She suddenly revealed Sister Song's perfect curves.

Yingying's waist, towering buttocks, and the perfect S-shaped body all showed Sister Song's mature plumpness.

Plus the faint body fragrance on your body, well--the evil God, who created such an excellent female compatriot, wouldn’t it be a death to torture men?

The waist is more stressed against the cervical vertebrae and shoulders. Tang Huan was not polite, so he used his professional techniques to exert force. It actually made Secretary Song drowsy. If he hadn't kept a little awake at all times, he might have fallen asleep.

After pressing it for almost half an hour, Secretary Song felt sorry for Tang Huan who had been busy for a day and didn't rest much. So he let him go. He got up and vomited a mouthful of fragrance, and said with emotion: "Little guy, I didn't expect your technique to be so good."

Tang Huan grinned: "Sister Song is available at any time, free."

"Sister Song also accepted the charge." Secretary Song smiled, with a soft look in his eyes.

Tang Huan said strangely: "Then I won't be the call man?"

Secretary Song burst into laughter and gave Tang Huan a charming look: "Your mouth, Sister Song should sew it for you."

After a rather ambiguous conversation, Tang Huan did not stay for too long. He urged Secretary Song to go in and take a shower, and he was ready to get up and say goodbye.

"Little guy."

Secretary Song suddenly called Tang Huan, his eyes a little confused.

"Ah? What else do Sister Song have to do?" Tang Huan asked.

"Nothing." Secretary Song then shook his head gently, but said quite relieved. "You did a good job."

indeed.

In just half a year.

Tang Huan has made achievements that many people will never achieve in their entire lives.

She didn't misunderstand it. She also believed that Tang Huan in the future would definitely rise to the top.

But - Tang Huan, who was too ordinary back then, everyone thought he was not worthy of him.

But in the future, once he soars into the sky and becomes a dragon and phoenix among men, can he still deserve him?

Maybe that day will take a long time. Or, in the eyes of many people, it may take decades for Tang Huan to fight until he is worthy of Secretary Song.

But Secretary Song knew that this day would not be too far away.

Moreover, her positioning for herself is not so outstanding.

She just has good luck, has a good background, and her own abilities are not too weak.

But after all, she is older.

And Tang Huan is in his year of fighting.

Tang Huan grinned, with Sister Liu's concerns. He changed his tone and said loudly: "Wait for me."

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Chapter completed!