Chapter 121 Applying Medicine to Him
Because of the heat, people didn't have much of an appetite. The man ate very little before putting down his chopsticks and going to sit on the sofa in the living room, waiting for the people at the table to come and serve him.
As usual, Aunt Sang brought him some iced wine and then excused herself, leaving only the two of them there.
Fu Yungui lit a cigarette, then looked at the people at the table, taking one puff at a time, and seemed to be enjoying his meal.
It seems she was really hungry, otherwise she wouldn't have eaten so quickly and so much.
When I was in Thailand, I ate like a kitten, only eating a tiny bit each time.
The man stared at her for about ten minutes, then saw that the girl had finished eating, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, a look of satisfaction on his face.
Momo gently wiped her mouth and then got up.
As soon as she looked up, she met the man's gaze.
She was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening, and immediately grabbed the ointment from the side and ran over.
"I've finished eating, let me apply the medicine for you." Momo sat to his left, a little distance away from him.
"Oh." The man stubbed out his cigarette and leaned back, looking like he was waiting to be served.
"You're wearing clothes, how are you going to apply this?" Momo looked at his shirt, which he had buttoned up at some point, and was at a loss as to where to start.
His wound was on his shoulder, and you couldn't touch it at all without taking off his clothes.
The man turned to look at her and smiled. "Apply it however you want. If you're capable of applying it without taking off your clothes, then I have no objection."
"..." Momo was speechless at his words.
"Okay, I understand."
It's just taking off clothes, it's not like she doesn't know how. She put down what she was holding and then reached out to unbutton his shirt.
I don't know if he did it on purpose. He was still wearing it before the meal, and he knew he was going to apply medicine later, so why did he put it on top of the whole thing?
Momo leaned over and reached out with both hands to unbutton his shirt. As soon as her hands touched the man's clothes, she felt a little awkward. She looked down at her unbuttoning movements and vaguely felt as if she was being a pervert to this man.
Especially after she unbuttoned all the buttons and pulled her shirt halfway down his shoulders, revealing her strong and muscular body, she looked like she was about to do something to him any second.
It made her a little embarrassed, as she had never undressed a man before.
In broad daylight, after Momo undressed the man, her face was as red as a boiled shrimp.
But when she looked up, the man was smiling and seemed to be enjoying himself.
In short, the more embarrassed the woman seemed, the more comfortable he felt.
"Huang Momo, is it that hot?"
Momo was taken aback, realizing he was referring to her blushing face. "Of course, I feel hot."
Fu Yungui smiled faintly, then remained silent.
Momo immediately looked away from him, opened the ointment in her hand, applied some to her fingers, and then touched the man's shoulder.
The man hissed as soon as he touched the wound, before the ointment had even been applied.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?" Momo immediately pulled her hand back.
"What hurts?" the man groaned, though he did feel a little itchy.
The moment the girl's soft, smooth fingers touched his shoulder, he felt as if he had been electrocuted.
"Oh, I thought I bumped it a bit too hard." Hearing him say that, she felt relieved.
Then slowly spread the ointment from your finger outwards.
The wound looked a little better than it had yesterday when it was still covered in blood, but without the blood covering it, the depth of the cut and the location where the flesh had been torn were clearly visible.
Momo noticed that her shoulders were starting to hurt.
“Fu Yungui, turn around a little, I’ll apply some color to the back.”
As she spoke, Momo pressed on the man's shoulder and moved forward, then stood behind him.
The man's back muscles were firmer and more powerful, but they were covered with scars of all sizes, which were quite alarming to look at.
"Are you getting used to it here?" the man couldn't help but ask.
Momo didn't know what he meant by asking that question, but she nodded subconsciously anyway.
"Huang Momo, I'm asking you a question," the man said impatiently again.
"Huh?" Momo was taken aback. "I just nodded."
"Who are you nodding to when you're behind my back?"
"Oh." Momo paused for a moment before realizing that he had his back to her and couldn't see her expression at all. "It's alright."
What she said was quite conventional.
Although it can't compare to Pattaya, it's very quiet and the scenery is beautiful.
Most importantly, this place is relatively deserted. If there is a chance to cross this training ground, there is a great chance of escaping from here.
She needs to find an opportunity to look around and find a better way out.
"Don't touch on sensitive topics."
Momo was startled and looked down. She realized that she had been haphazardly applying the ointment while she was in a daze, and hadn't realized that her hand had gone over the wound and reached the man's neck. She immediately withdrew her hand.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
After she finished speaking, she asked again out of curiosity, "But where are the sensitive spots on this shoulder?"
Although my hand did deviate slightly, it shouldn't have caused such a strong reaction.
"My whole body is a sensitive spot."
The man's tone was somewhat unfriendly.
He can't even concentrate on applying medicine.
That's why they don't use their brains when they should, but they're always working very hard when they shouldn't.
I wonder what they're thinking. I really want to open it and see.
"..." Momo was stunned, not daring to refute, "Oh."
Then she immediately watched his wound obediently, gently wiping it, not daring to lose focus for even a moment.
She quickly applied the ointment, then considerately pulled the man's clothes up, saying, "Okay, you can put your clothes on now."
The man casually pulled it open, then left it open as he leaned back on the sofa, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Seeing that he seemed a bit lazy, Momo knew he probably needed to rest. After all, in this warm weather, it was quite tiring after eating.
She, who had just woken up, already felt a bit sleepy, let alone him, who hadn't slept for a long time.
Momo then got up and left.
Just as the person reached the door, a light, airy male voice came from behind.
"Huang Momo, did I say you could leave? Come here."
"What's up? Is there anything else?" Momo stopped and turned around, asking again.
"Light me a cigarette."
As he spoke, the man took one out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and then handed the lighter over.
He never opened his eyes from beginning to end.
Helpless, Momo walked over and took it from him. Even though his right hand was fine, he insisted on making her do it.
It's like being addicted to ordering people around.
How did you light your cigarette just now?
Besides, you're already so sleepy, why do you still need to smoke? Can't you wait until you wake up before smoking?
Thinking this, she obediently pressed the lighter, and a flame shot out instantly. She moved closer to the man.
Fu Yungui lowered his head slightly, leaned closer, took a puff, and lit it.
Momo immediately stopped and asked, "Is there anything else?"
The man, with a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, smiled at her. He was incredibly handsome, but his words were anything but pleasant: "Does sleeping with someone count?"
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