I'll Be Very Gentle, Professional Technique!

Climb mountains?

That's so strange!

Isn't Song Qingyan a martial arts fanatic?

The competition is over, and instead of starting secluded training, he has the leisure to go hiking.

However, Jiang Cheng didn't think too much about it. Looking at Shen Xiyue's expectant eyes, he nodded.

"Then let's go quickly."

"Etc."

Looking at Shen Xiyue's tank top and denim shorts, Jiang Cheng said in a low voice,

"You went out dressed like this?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Xiyue gave Jiang Cheng a charming glare, then turned and went back to her room.

East Qiao Mountain is known as the premier mountain in the Lingnan region.

Today is a beautiful day with gentle breezes and clear skies, attracting many tourists who come to visit.

At the foot of the mountain, the appearance of three figures instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Good heavens, this trip was definitely worthwhile!"

"It's worth it, so worth it. I'd even be willing to live here."

Noticing the gazes of those around him, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but admire himself; he had been incredibly prescient!

Along the way, Shen Xiyue pulled Song Qingyan along in a hurry, walking ahead.

Jiang Cheng, who was following behind, was speechless. What were these two women doing?

"Will this really work?"

Song Qingyan secretly glanced at Jiang Cheng behind her and hesitated.

"How will you know if you don't try? If you expect this piece of wood to come to your senses, it'll be too late by then."

Shen Xiyue sighed, "Don't say I didn't help you later."

"Alright."

Song Qingyan's gaze hardened.

She cried out in pain first, then aimed at Jiang Cheng and lay back.

At that moment, Jiang Cheng was admiring the beautiful scenery around him when he heard the sound and slightly raised his head.

The next second, I felt something extra in my arms, and a faint fragrance lingered around my nose.

Time seemed to stand still...

"Miss Song, are you alright?"

Their eyes met, and Jiang Cheng felt a little awkward, so he quickly let go of Song Qingyan.

"I think I twisted my ankle, it hurts a bit."

Song Qingyan frowned, pursed her lips, and a look of pain appeared in her eyes.

No, I told you to do whatever you wanted, and this is how you play?

Watching Song Qingyan's incredibly realistic performance, Shen Xiyue fell into deep thought.

However, he quickly realized what was happening and rushed forward to check on her.

"Qingyan, are you alright? How could you be so careless?"

"It's okay, it's just that I might not be able to walk."

Is it that serious?

Seeing Song Qingyan's furrowed brows, Jiang Cheng didn't have time to think too much and, along with Shen Xiyue, helped her to sit down in a pavilion not far away.

"Jiang Cheng, you stay here and take care of Qingyan. I'll go find someone to help."

After saying this, Shen Xiyue disappeared in a flash without waiting for Jiang Cheng to speak.

Forehead...

Shouldn't that be my line?

Jiang Cheng's lips twitched, but thinking that Shen Xiyue was Martial Artist and her movements were faster than his, he didn't say anything.

Just then, Song Qingyan's soft moans came from behind.

"Miss Song, are you alright?"

Jiang Cheng glanced around, somewhat speechless.

What kind of path did these two women choose? There's nobody around here!

Halfway up the mountain, four tall and burly bodyguards blocked the only way up the mountain.

Behind him were several suitcases, and in front of him was a neat, long line of people.

"I'm sorry, everyone, this is just a small token of my lady's appreciation."

Two of the bodyguards were handing out stacks of red banknotes while speaking apologetically.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's nothing."

"We are all brothers under heaven. It's just a small favor. Why be so polite? Don't be so formal."

"Hey bro, I... I need to ask you something for my friend. Are you guys still here tomorrow?"

"Jiang Cheng, could you help me find some herbal poultices?"

Sitting in the pavilion, Song Qingyan bit her lip, her eyes filled with pleading.

Hiss!

Who can withstand this?

After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng nodded.

As luck would have it, despite being Villain, he had a knack for everything.

Finding a few herbs that can relieve sprain pain is easy; just grab a handful.

Soon, Jiang Cheng returned to the pavilion with the herbs.

"Um... Miss Song, you..."

"Could you apply this to me?"

Song Qingyan lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her earlobes blushed with shyness.

Ah?!

Should I apply it?

That's not something you'll inevitably encounter...

No, this is really no good. If Shen Xiyue comes back and sees this, he won't be able to sleep tonight.

Jiang Cheng coughed lightly.

"Miss Song, this isn't a good idea, perhaps... you could do it yourself?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Song Qingyan's eyes.

Just as I was about to agree, Shen Xiyue's words echoed in my ears.

She absolutely couldn't let such a great opportunity slip away!

"I recently had a mishap during my seclusion, so... it's not convenient for me. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Song Qingyan spoke somewhat guiltily.

I see!

He said, "How could Song Qingyan, an Internal Strength Martial Artist, be so easily injured?"

It turns out the problem was with the practice.

So, Song Qingyan's injury is also related to him and Shen Xiyue.

She wouldn't have twisted her ankle if they hadn't suggested going hiking.

Thinking of this, and seeing Song Qingyan's distressed expression, Jiang Cheng felt embarrassed to refuse.

"Alright, then I apologize for any offense."

Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's agreement, Song Qingyan suppressed her joy and nodded.

Jiang Cheng crushed the herbs and squatted down.

Slowly, Song Qingyan's shoes and socks were removed, revealing a pair of jade-like feet as white and smooth as ice cream.

He had to admit that this was the most attractive person he had ever seen.

It's so beautiful that you can't help but want to hold it in your hand and play with it.

Actually, all the Heroine were about the same in appearance.

Besides their different temperaments, they also have their own unique characteristics.

Shen Xiyue's legs are toned and long due to years of exercise, while Qin Yan's waist is supple and gracefully curved.

And then there are the jade-like feet of Song Qingyan, which are now like works of art...

At this moment, Jiang Cheng's serious gaze made Song Qingyan very shy.

But there was not a trace of aversion.

Realizing his lapse in composure, Jiang Cheng quickly regained his composure.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Song."

"It's nothing, I... didn't say anything."

Song Qingyan tried her best to remain calm when she spoke.

Taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Cheng noticed the redness and swelling on Song Qingyan's ankle. He frowned.

"Bear with it, I'll be very gentle."

Hearing Jiang Cheng's concerned tone, Song Qingyan a soft "hmm".

Actually, this was just a superficial phenomenon caused by her Inner Force. It looked serious, but in reality, nothing was wrong.

However, acting must be genuine; one cannot let others see through it.

Feeling the warmth of Jiang Cheng's palm, Song Qingyan let out a muffled groan.

"Forehead..."

Jiang Cheng spoke up, "Miss Song, I haven't even started yet."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan's ears turned bright red, and she stammered,

"Excuse me, I... I'm a little nervous."

Jiang Cheng had no doubts and began to massage Song Qingyan.

Nothing unexpected happened during that time.

However, Song Qingyan kept making suggestive noises, which really bothered him.

But he was still very happy.

This demonstrates the professionalism of his technique!