Dark Emperor, your wife is abusing scum again

Chapter 485 Bigu
When Yilou heard Dongfang Lin's words, his nerves that were about to relax immediately tensed up again. He moved slowly, picked up a torch, and brought it close to the place where the mucus was.

As the temperature rises, the mucus begins to dry slowly, and there is no longer any air leakage in the slightly ventilated places.

Neither of them spoke, and after a few minutes, Dongfang Lin withdrew his hand, and Yilou put the torch back into the fire, only then did he notice that Dongfang Lin's hands were covered in dry mucus.

His expressions instantly twisted together. Although the mucus has no corrosive effect, the dry mucus is very sticky. Now it is sticking to Dongfang Lin's hand. If he wants to take it off, he can only pick it off abruptly.

Dongfang Lin didn't care at all, he grabbed the edge with his left hand, and before Yilou could react, he pushed down hard.

"Hiss—" Yilou looked at the back of Dongfang Lin's hand, as if the skin had been torn off, and took a deep breath.

But Dongfang Lin, the person involved, didn't show any expression. When he heard the movement, he thought something was wrong with Yilou, and looked over suspiciously.

Yilou met Dongfang Lin's cold eyes, and trembled again, wondering what kind of monster this is!

"Ahem... No, it's okay, just, I, I have here, I have wound medicine!"

As Yilou said, he took out a small wooden bottle from his pocket, stretched out his hand to grab Dongfang Lin's hand, but felt a bit unfriendly, and finally pinched Dongfang Lin's fingertips with two fingers, but There is no way to open the bottle cap, and the problem of hesitation has been committed again.

Dongfang Lin saw his shyness, and really wanted to give him a kick from the bottom of his heart.

He snatched the wooden bottle, bit off the cap with his mouth, and poured the wound medicine on the back of his hand.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Yilou stuttered even more when he was in a hurry, hey, he didn't speak for a long time, Dongfang Lin stopped and looked at him.

Yilou couldn't say anything, stretched out her hand anxiously and snatched the wooden bottle away, saw that there was only a little bit left in it, and wrinkled her distressed face.

"Expensive, very expensive!"

Dongfang Lin didn't bother to talk to him, and pushed the liquid medicine away with his hands, the burning sensation was reduced a lot, it seems that the medicine is really good.

"No, but the back of your hand, the back of your hand will definitely be red and swollen for a few days, say, maybe, still, there will be scars."

Yilou felt sorry for herself when she glanced at the back of Dongfang Lin's hand.

She's fine like this, leaving such a big scar on her body is really distressing.

"It's okay, I don't care." Dongfang Lin was instilled in her childhood that she was above strength, and she never thought about relying on beauty to get ahead, so she didn't care what she looked like.

Yilou knew at a glance that Dongfang Lin didn't care, and silently despised: You really are self-willed!
"Eat, eat something?"

Yilou tidied up the food in the backpack. Dongfang Lin hadn't eaten anything in the past two days, which made him feel embarrassed to eat.

Seeing Dongfang Lin shaking his head, Yilou suddenly exclaimed: "You, have you fasted?"

Those who can reach a certain level can bigu, although the ability Dongfang Lin showed before is not at this level.

But I don't think it's surprising that such a fantasy thing happened to Dongfang Lin, after all, she always gives him a "surprise!"

"No." Dongfang Lin folded his arms around his chest, intending to rest for a while.

Yilou suddenly brought a piece of steamed buns over, Dongfang Lin half-opened his eyes to watch, then shook his head again.

"Eat! Eat, don't, don't leave it, I, I forget it, it's enough!"

(End of this chapter)