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"There's one more piece of clothing here!" A fat lady pointed at the table in front of Xu Qingmo and Shen Shiqing and ran over.

Indeed, a black, woman-style windbreaker was draped over the table, and half hung on Xu Qingmo's legs.

If those girls were far away, Xu Qingmo's actions might not be discovered, but if they were to approach his and rummage through his clothes, that bad hand of hers under his skirt might not be discovered.

Shen Xi Qing pushed Xu Qingmo's arm even more forcefully, but Xu Qingmo remained unmoved. He looked at the anxious Shen Xi Qing and revealed a relieved smile.

Shen Wanqing was about to get angry, but the slightly plump woman had already walked over, so she could only lower her voice.

"It should be under this shirt." The woman picked up her clothes and began to feel around.

"I'll help you look for it too." Xu Qingmo said with a smile. Then, he used his free hand to grab onto the windbreaker and pulled at Shen Shiqing's leg, covering her leg and his bad hand.

"Thank you." The slightly fat woman thanked him.

Just then, the rest of the women walked over and surrounded Xu Qingmo and Shen Shiqing. They were rummaging through the pockets of their clothes.

Shen Wanqing was so scared that her face turned pale. She pressed her hands against the windbreaker on her thigh, afraid that someone would pull it away and discover everything.

Everyone thought that Shen Jingqing was helping them, so they did not pay much attention to it.

The windbreaker was a special item. There were many secret bags on the inside that were used to store all kinds of tools, just like a magician's clothes. That was why everyone wasn't able to find all of them.

"Hey, whose hand is this?" A woman touched Shen Shiqing's thigh and said.

Shen Wan Qing's body froze. She knew that Xu Qingmo had held hands under her skirt.

Xu Qingmo said, and then put both hands under his trench coat, as if he was trying very hard to find a pocket of his trench coat.

When the rest heard Xu Qingmo's words, they all stopped their movements and stared at him.

What were Xu Qingmo's hands doing under his coat? He wasn't looking for a phone, of course. Both of his hands went under Shen Jingqing's skirt and gently caressed his smooth silk-covered thighs.

"Did you find it? Pick it up and we'll look for it together." The slightly fat woman said.

"No, no, no, don't move. I caught it, just a little bit more, it's not like you guys don't know this. There are a lot of pockets and some of the cuts are very small, so you can't use too much strength. If it breaks, then it'll be bad." Xu Qingmo rubbed his hands together hard, but managed to speak in a righteous tone.

"That's right, that's right. We better not touch him." Another woman said.

Therefore, under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, Xu Qingmo rubbed his hands against Shen Jingqing's legs, which were separated by a thin windbreaker.

Shen Shiqing was trembling all over. The guy beside her was too audacious. As long as she removed her clothes, she would be able to see all the shameful things he did to her.

After rubbing for more than ten seconds, Shen Shiqing was about to collapse. Only then did Xu Qingmo's expression change: "I got it!"

Under the windbreaker, Xu Qingmo took his hands out from beneath Shen Shiqing's skirt and took out a phone from his sleeves.

"Really?" The slightly fat woman took off her windbreaker.

"AHH!" Shen Wanqing could not help but exclaim softly at the end of her sentence.

When the wind coat was taken away, Xu Qingmo held onto a mobile phone with both of his hands, not even touching Shen Xi Qing's skirt.

"This is it, my cell phone." The woman who had lost her phone immediately took it and looked left and right with a face filled with pleasant surprise.

Shen Xi Qing seemed to be exhausted, as she glared at Xu Qingmo, complaining. This guy had already found his phone, and kept it a secret, purposely doing things that would embarrass her.

"Thank you." The girl holding the phone sincerely thanked Xu Qingmo.

"Haha, it's fine. Don't leave your phone on the table in the future." Xu Qingmo shamelessly accepted the thanks. In truth, he had already found his phone when he was searching for his windbreaker, and purposely hid it inside his sleeves.

The girls chattered on again as they left, leaving only Xu Qingmo and Shen Shiqing in the room.

"How dare you!" Shen Jingqing broke out in a low voice, but her rage was not suppressed.

"Minister Shen, I'm doing this for your own good too." Xu Qingmo said innocently, "Doctor Ning is saying that I have to stimulate the shame in your heart to cure your disease, the reason why I'm doing this is to save you. Although you feel ashamed now, the more I stimulate you, the faster you get better, and in the future, the less treatment Doctor Ning will give you."

She was afraid that her phone would ring, and hearing the phone ringing, it meant that Ning Ningyun had given her a new treatment plan. The first time was to massage her leg, the second time was her thigh, but who knew what kind of shameful treatment plan would follow.

All of the women walked in, including the thief. However, she was not feeling well today, as everyone took good care of her, and with her at the center, they clustered around her as they walked in. Even Shu Qingge only stood by her side.

When Female thief saw Xu Qingmo, he nervously looked around at his surroundings, and then pulled Ji Yourong. He did not know what he had said.

Ji Yourong also noticed Xu Qingmo, so she walked over and said to him: "Sorry, please get out. We need to work, changing clothes is not convenient, you can just watch."

"Alright." Xu Qingmo rubbed his nose and nodded.

"In the afternoon, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore either." The Female thief added, "I just slept for a while, so I feel much better."

"We've always been shooting in the room and we won't be surrounded by fans, so if you have nothing else to do in the afternoon, you can leave freely." Ji Yourong said again.

Xu Qingmo frowned, he felt that it was strange, but he did not think much and walked out of the room. Female thief should be talking to him. Her stomach didn't hurt anymore, so he didn't need to massage her.

But Xu Qingmo did not go anywhere, he just sat on the sofa in the hall with his eyes closed. After all, he did not sleep well last night, and the Mercenary King was made of flesh and blood.

But Xu Qingmo did not sleep, because his phone rang.

"Hello, Doctor Ning." Xu Qingmo answered his phone.

"Did Ms. Shen seek you out for treatment?" Ning Ningyun went straight to the point and asked directly.

"Yes, I just finished my treatment." Xu Qingmo said.

"Aren't you in the park? Plaza? "I'm afraid not. If that's the case, then the healing effect will be much worse."

"I know, that's why I made it a bit more serious. I can guarantee that there won't be any problems." Xu Qingmo replied.

"Looks like this treatment method is very suitable for you." Ning Ningyun said.

"Eh." Xu Qingmo was a little embarrassed.

But Ning Ningyun obviously did not intend to make Xu Qingmo feel awkward on purpose. Her words were just a sigh, and had no meaning at all. She quickly moved on to the next topic: "Do you have time to come over to my place?

Hm? Xu Qingmo was startled, Ning Ningyun actually had a research topic that required his help? Then, Xu Qingmo thought about the martial arts practice that Ning Ningyun had told him before. It seemed like this Ning Ningyun was very interested in the Ancient Chinese Martial Arts.

"Alright, I'll be there shortly." He was also very interested in Ning Ningyun, especially when he saw how Ning Ningyun had researched a set of massage techniques that were compatible with national techniques.

By the time Xu Qingmo arrived at Ning Yun's private mental clinic, half an hour had already passed. Moreover, this time, there was still someone else in the clinic.

Xu Qingmo walked in and saw an old man sitting on a chair. His entire body was limp and his eyes were crooked.

Beside the old man, a bald man and a short fat woman were standing there, quarreling with Ning Ningyun behind the workbench. That woman, in particular, was like a teapot as she pointed at Ning Ningyun and cursed incessantly, with her dirty words popping out like fried beans.

Ning Ningyun wore a white robe and sat at the back of the workbench, allowing stocky woman to curse him. She did not know how to react, and did not know what to say.

Xu Qingmo walked in and looked at him. The stocky woman didn't feel anything and kept scolding.

After cursing for more than ten minutes, stocky woman was finally tired of it. With both of his hands on his waist, he panted heavily, then saw the man beside him staring blankly at Ning Ningyun, his eyes glowing, drool almost flowing out of his mouth. He immediately became furious, and kicked in the leg.

"You also scolded this bitch for making our father into such a state. You still don't want to lose money?" stocky woman said after kicking a few times.

"Sister-in-law, take a rest." The bald man staggered and almost fell to the ground, then said to stocky woman.

It was only then that Xu Qingmo understood. So this was not the couple, but his brother-in-law and his sister-in-law. Was the old man sitting on the chair their father?

Listening to stocky woman, was the old man like this because of Ning Ningyun?

Last week, we brought my father to see you. You said that my father was not seriously ill, or that he had been at home for too long, and that he was lonely, and that he only needed to go out and circle around. When we go back, we will listen to you.

"It's only been a week, and my dad had a stroke like this? You said it had nothing to do with you? "That's not possible. We didn't want to sue you for your family, but because of my dad's stroke, you have to spend some money to take care of him. You have to compensate for this money!" The bald man said.

"Right, compensate me with money!" "Five hundred thousand, one hundred thousand!" When the stocky woman heard money, he immediately shouted.