Krystal saw Yang Mo pouring the medicinal wine on his hand and rubbing it, knowing what he was going to do, he obediently stretched out his arm.
Yang Mo covered his hand over the wound, first lightly and then heavily, and slowly massaged.
"What does it feel?"
"It's a little painful, it's hot."
"That's good."
Krystal looked at Yang Mo's face, this ordinary face was now full of seriousness, full attention, pursed lips, arms strained, and kept the rhythm.
That serious and caring look made her feel peaceful and calm, so it didn't look bad for him.
"Is it handsome?"
Yang Mo broke Krystal's illusion, he did it on purpose.
"Not handsome!"
Answer simply!
"The other hand."
Yang Mo's tone was calm.
Krystal stretched out his other hand, Yang Mo poured the medicinal wine again, rubbed it on his hand, and then massaged his other hand.
Next came the main event, Krystal's legs were white and smooth, and Yang Mo poured some medicinal wine on his hand.
Let's skip the scene.
Yang Mo came to the bathroom to wash his hands, and returned to the living room, where Krystal was flipping through a fashion magazine.
That's her own, since Yang Mo knew that he was insulated from fashion, he hadn't read this kind of book again, and he had a wish, that is, to find a wife with excellent clothes, and then he didn't have to bother to choose clothes.
Yang Mo sat next to her and didn't speak, and the two have been getting along in this mode.
That's all there is to say, it's gone if you talk too much, it's not the type to like talking too much, and it's good to stay together quietly like this now!
During this time, Yang Mo left for a few hours because he wanted to practice wood carving, and Krystal did not follow him to the wood carving room to have a look.
Carving wood carving may not be interesting to the onlooker, and Krystal has no interest in learning, so after looking at it for a while at first, he never looks at it again, just like Yang Mo only likes to wear clothes on his body rather than watching others make clothes.
Time slipped away little by little, Zheng's father and Zheng's mother were really relieved Yang Mo, since they knew that Krystal was studying in Yang Mo, they often went out to travel, so Krystal's dinner was mostly eaten at his place, Yang Mo was quite happy about this matter, because it felt good to have someone to accompany him.
After dinner, Krystal didn't stay too late, Yang Mo sent her home when it was dark, Krystal had a trip to run tomorrow morning, so Yang Mo was the only one in the morning.
Running, exercising, reading, eating, in the afternoon, Yang Mo came to the roof with a Tang knife.
The roof is not the kind of tapered tile roof, it is more like the flat roof of a general building, surrounded by a metal fence, most of the time Yang Mo will not come up, but he will do it on top of it during the simulated battle, so there will be some dirty.
The control mode can simulate another self in his mind, and his strength is equivalent to that in the control mode, unless one day the control mode has a very low increase in Yang Mo's martial arts, he will defeat the simulated self.
So he hasn't won until now!
Yang Mo settled down, turned on the control, and another self immediately appeared in front of him, he couldn't delay, because until now, the side effects that he could survive safely were only one minute and twenty-one seconds, and the other side would not give him time to wait and see.
Just as he was attacking his alter self, Krystal had opened the door and stepped inside.
She happened to see Yang Mo walking on the rooftop outside, so she went into the house after the car stopped, and she was also curious about Yang Mo's usual life.
When she walked up to the rooftop, the scene she saw was like this: Yang Mo squatted down with one leg, and then swung the Tang knife in his right hand into the air, and suddenly stopped halfway through the swing, and then raised it to the top of his head, and suddenly the back of the knife fell down......
In fact, in the twenty seconds before Krystal came, Yang Mo had already lost his right leg and left arm, he crouched down to dodge the shadow's knife, and then slashed over, blocked by the shadow.
The shadow drew its knife and slashed at the top of Yang Mo's head and was blocked, but the power of the increased shadow made Yang Mo's knife fall.
Yang Mo still had the ability to resist at the beginning, but he was basically pressed and beaten later.
Pressed by the blade, he had no choice but to dodge to the side, then quickly stabilized his body and jumped up and slashed towards the shadow.
This knife can't help but praise anyone who looks at it, it is as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder, but in the eyes of the shadow, it is indeed a flaw.
In the end, Yang Mo covered his chest and was defeated, a total of forty-three seconds, Yang Mo withdrew the Tang knife, used it to stand up straight, closed his eyes and endured a headache for forty-three seconds, and in the end, even his body couldn't help but tremble.
Krystal saw Yang Mo suddenly standing with his chest covered, and then his face became more and more ugly, and he was even trembling, thinking that Yang Mo had a heart attack, so he hurriedly ran to his side, pressed his chest with his hand, and looked at him worriedly.
"Yang Mo, what's wrong with you?
Is it a heart attack?
Where's the medicine?
” Yang Mo didn't speak, there were still more than thirty seconds to go, and now he was deflated when he spoke, and it would be even more difficult to endure it when the time came.
Seeing that Yang Mo didn't speak, Krystal still looked ugly, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call an ambulance.
Yang Mo grabbed her hand, and the burst of grip strength made Krystal's face ugly.
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Yang Mo also knew how much strength he had, and it was still when this kind of control was extremely poor, so he let go of his hand after stopping Krystal.
Krystal felt that her hands were about to crack, but fortunately, Yang Mo quickly let go, and she also guessed what Yang Mo meant, so she put down the phone and rubbed her hands gently, just when Yang Mo was like a year, Krystal's thirty seconds flowed away at a normal flow rate, or even faster, and the pain made her ignore the passage of time, so when she looked again, Yang Mo was already looking at her with concern.
"Are you okay?
I couldn't control my power just now, and I might hurt you. ” "What's wrong with you?
I see you're in pain.
Krystal didn't care about his own hands, but asked Yang Mo about his situation.
"That's an old problem, it's okay, it's your hand, show me, I don't even know how much force I used just now."
Yang Mo took Krystal's hand.
She was so painful that her tears were about to come out, and she had been holding back, and even her hands were a little shaky.
Yang Mo carefully checked her hand and found that it was only a muscle injury, so she breathed a sigh of relief, if it was a bone injury, it would be a lot of trouble.
Of course, it doesn't mean that muscle injuries are nothing, and Krystal's hands can't be used for days, so she can only do things that don't use her hands or don't use force these days.
"It's all my fault, I didn't have enough control to get you hurt!"
Yang Mo said reproachfully.
"No, it's me who didn't notice your particular situation."
"Let's go down first, I'll take care of it for you."
Yang Mo took Krystal to the second floor, which is the living room, and the third floor is the bedroom.
Krystal sat on the sofa, Yang Mo went to the bathroom to get some hot water, took a towel to warm it, and then squeezed her hand and massaged it slightly, which can help relieve the pain and recover.
"Have you come back at this time, have you eaten?"
Yang Mo asked while massaging.
"No......," Krystal said hesitantly.
"I'll make you a little later, are you eating Chinese food, barbecue or noodles?
This is what I do best, and if you choose Western food, it may not be too satisfying for you, but of course it will be a little. ” "I want to eat......
Barbecue, Korean beef!
” "It's really not boring, but the barbecue is relatively easy to make."
After Yang Mo massaged Krystal's hand for a while, he took out the round barbecue grill, washed the barbecue grill on it, and took out the charcoal to light it.
The charcoal is burning, and Yang Mo is processing the ingredients, which are actually Korean beef and pork belly, as well as some vegetables.
After the vegetables are processed, the charcoal has already been initiated.
Yang Mo arranged for Krystal to sit opposite him, and he was still sitting in his place.
Hanbeef and layered pork belly are placed on the grill, and there is the sound of oil dripping on the coals.
The vegetables are brushed with oil to help grill, and the yang ink is sprinkled with a small amount of salt on top, which can be combined with the sauce to add to the deliciousness.
Koreans like to roll barbecue in lettuce, Yang Mo has never had such a habit, he likes to roll barbecue in barbecue.
Yang Mo put the barbecue in the lettuce, dipped it in the dipping sauce, and added some other things, and rolled it into the size of the mouth, not too big and bad for the mouth, not too small, and the taste was too bad.
Krystal opened her mouth and bit the barbecue meat fed by Yang Mo, chewed it a few times, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly smiled, and she looked very happy to eat the food.
Seeing Krystal swallowing Korean beef, Yang Mo picked up a piece of roasted golden pork belly and wrapped it, and then fed it to Krystal.
Krystal's little face was bulging, and he was chewing hard, his eyes wide open, and he nodded slightly.
The pork belly is larger than the Korean beef, so it is more strenuous to chew, but this is not a problem in the mouth of a foodie.
After eating the pork belly, Krystal picked up a chopstick enoki mushroom, yes, only her right hand was injured, and her left hand was fine.
It was very inconvenient to use chopsticks with his left hand, and Krystal raised his head: "Yang Mo, I can't pick it up." ” Yang Mo smiled, took a chopstick enoki mushroom and fed it to her, and Krystal sat there and accepted his feeding with peace of mind.
Yang Mo fed her with his right hand and grilled with his left hand, without a trace of confusion, and fully brought out the aroma of the barbecue, so that Krystal kept him happy.
Yang Mo cut the eggplant, which was already soft inside, mixed it with garlic and other seasonings, and then chopped the roasted Korean beef, and used a spoon to separate the eggplant meat from the skin, so that it was more convenient to eat.
"The eggplant is ready, let's try it."
Yang Mo put the roasted eggplant on a plate and handed it to Krystal.
"It smells so good!"
Krystal looked down and sniffed, picked up a spoon and scooped it into his mouth.
The aroma of eggplant, garlic and meat burst out in the mouth, and more than 10,000 taste buds received a fragrant feast together.
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"Is it delicious?"
Yang Mo looked at her and asked.
"Uh-huh."
Krystal kept nodding: "It's very fragrant!"
” "I haven't tasted it yet."
Is that a bit of caution?
No!
He just wanted to taste it!