My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Although Duan Ya tried his best to conceal it, the expectation in his eyes was still obvious.

"Really want to learn?"

An Youyu muttered something, then shook her head. "Uncle Duan, you must have misunderstood. I don't really want to learn it, I'm just a little curious. This skill goes against what I've learned. To be precise, I should say I'm just curious."

cliff:"……"

Is this a rejection?

Seems to be……

No!

Unwilling to give up, Duan Ya continued to tempt her, "Girl, since this technique goes against what you've learned, wouldn't it be better for you to learn it and better understand its mysteries?"

"That's true."

Upon hearing this, the flame of hope that had just been extinguished in Duan Ya's heart was rekindled.

An Youyu changed the subject, her brows furrowed with concern, "But Uncle, I really have no interest in martial arts. I still prefer antique restoration."

"Ancient martial arts and ancient artifacts differ by only one word."

Duanya will persevere to the end, believing that "no one dictates what people must do; as human beings, we naturally want to try more things."

"Of course, I'm not advising you to give up on antique restoration. You're so smart, you could take advantage of your free time to learn some ancient martial arts from me. It would not only make your life more fulfilling, but also help you exercise."

"What do you think?"

After saying that, Duan Ya stared intently at An Youyu.

Everything that needed to be said has been said.

Now, it all depends on what choice An Youyu makes.

An Youyu pondered for a moment, "What Uncle said makes sense, but the key is that there is a lot to master in the field of antique restoration, and I don't have the energy to do other things right now, so..."

He slapped his forehead, his entire body radiating utter despair.

have to.

All that talk is pointless.

Just then, a laugh came from the entrance to the living room.

The two turned to look, and at the entrance, Lin Mo leaned against the wall, smiling broadly.

Having repeatedly refused Duan Ya's advances, An Youyu felt a little embarrassed. Upon seeing Lin Mo, she instantly found a lifeline. She quickly went to him, took his arm, and led him back to the sofa, whispering, "Uncle Duan wanted me to learn martial arts from him, but I refused."

Lin Mo ruffled her long hair and nodded towards the cliff. "Master, since Xiaoyuer isn't interested in learning martial arts, let's just forget about it. You can't force something.

"So what if it's not sweet? It's enough to quench my thirst!"

Lin Mo's arrival allowed Duan Ya to vent his frustration, and he emphasized rather unwillingly, "This girl's talent in physical cultivation is unparalleled. It would be a waste of such a genius if she didn't learn martial arts!"

Lin Mo shrugged. "But she doesn't want to learn."

One sentence was enough to choke Duanya to death.

Yes!

No matter how talented An Youyu was, she was never willing to learn martial arts.

"never mind."

Duan Ya sighed, "Girl, whenever you ever have the idea of ​​learning martial arts, remember to come find your uncle."

"it is good."

An Youyu smiled and nodded.

Duanya turned to leave, but just as he reached the exit, he suddenly turned back and said worriedly, "Don't use that ointment on Lin Mo. His wrist injury will heal by tomorrow."

He was willing to give it away, but he didn't want the body-shaping cream, a treasure of martial arts, to go to waste.

"I will think about it."

An Youyu gave an ambiguous response.

Duan Ya assumed the girl had taken his words to heart, so he didn't think much of it.

An Youyu spoke up to remind him, "Uncle, you haven't taken the money yet."

"money?"

Duan Ya paused, glanced back at the tin can on the coffee table, then looked at Lin Mo, and said meaningfully, "You're really lucky, kid."

An Youyu didn't understand what he meant, but Lin Mo knew perfectly well. He chuckled and said, "I think so too."

Duan Ya shook his head at An Youyu, "Girl, consider those ointments a gift from your uncle, forget about the money."

"No."

With a stubborn look in her eyes, An Youyu picked up the tin can and handed it to Duan Ya. "Youyu said that I bought these ointments. I'll take the ointments, but Uncle must take the money."

"Girl, you really don't need it, your uncle has plenty of money."

"Uncle, this isn't about whether we need it or not; it's a matter of principle."

Lin Mo spoke up at the right moment, "Master, since Xiaoyuer insists on giving money, you should accept it."

Helpless, Duanya took the tin can and turned to leave.

No sooner had she left than An Youyu pulled Lin Mo to sit on the sofa and placed the box containing the body shaping cream on the coffee table.

Upon opening it, the pungent smell made her furrow her brows slightly.

"This smell is really awful..."

While complaining, she applied body-shaping cream to Lin Mo's wrist, her eyes focused, a few strands of hair sliding down her cheeks, her fair and rosy complexion exuding an unparalleled aura.

Because of the body shaping cream they were applying, the two were sitting very close together, almost touching.

Lin Mo's nostrils were filled with the girl's delicate fragrance. He swallowed hard and subtly looked away.

I paused three or four times while looking away.

It's not that I don't want to watch, it's that I can't bear it...

Lin Mo's voice carried an odd tone, "Little Fish, didn't my master just tell you..."

Before he could finish speaking, An Youyu interrupted him softly, "My answer was that I would consider it, but I didn't say I definitely wouldn't let you use it."

She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear with her left hand, a sly glint in her eyes. "And I haven't broken my promise. I've thought it over, and I've finally decided to give you these ointments."

Lin Mo was stunned.

This little thing seems to be getting cuter and cuter.

Two pairs of eyes met in the air. After staring at each other for a few seconds, An Youyu smiled guiltily, "It's never a bad thing to use more. Uncle Duan said these ointments are very expensive. Don't get them wet for a while, so that the effects can be maximized."

If the cliff were here right now, it would definitely be so angry it would roll its eyes.

This is a body shaping cream!

What does it mean that using more is never a bad thing?

"As ordered."

An Youyu pouted unconsciously, "I... I'm out of money, so I'll really have to eat and drink for free from now on."

"I raise you."

Those three short words made An Youyu blush deeply, and she glared at Lin Mo with embarrassment and indignation, saying, "That sounds very strange, you're not allowed to say it again."

"cough--"

Lin Mo, without batting an eye, retorted, "Little Fish, what's strange about those three words?"

"I……"

Seeing that the girl couldn't answer, Lin Mo smiled and said, "Although it's only three words, it's the crystallization of wisdom. You spent all your savings to buy me ointment, so isn't it normal for me to support you?"

After Lin Mo's explanation, An Youyu still vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Unable to find a rebuttal, she could only reluctantly nod. "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Well... from now on, I really need you to support me. I don't even have basic living expenses right now."

"Easy to say."

Seeing that the girl had taken the bait, Lin Mo laughed and said generously, "Come on, call me brother. If I'm satisfied, I'll give you some living expenses first."

"Pooh--"

Even if An Youyu was naive, she could tell that Lin Mo was teasing her. She gritted her teeth and said, "You, you shut up. If you say another word, I won't apply the ointment to you."

Lin Mo laughed and didn't tease her anymore.

You can't get fat in one bite, let alone in the relationship between men and women.

These things should be left to nature, and things should fall into place naturally.

Lin Mo was well aware of the principle that too much of a good thing is bad.

His relationship with An Youyu is currently developing very well...

The sunlight outside the window gradually turned from gentle to scorching, but it couldn't change the cozy atmosphere of the living room.

After applying the last bit of ointment to Lin Mo's wrist, An Youyu quickly got up and ran towards the bathroom on the second floor.

When she returned to the living room, her hands were still wet.

Lin Mo waved, "Come and sit down."

An Youyu came to the coffee table, intending to sit down opposite Lin Mo, but as soon as she lifted her foot, her left wrist was grabbed by a large hand.

"Sit next to me."

Lin Mo grabbed the girl and forced her to sit down.

Before An Youyu could speak, he interrupted, "Why are you so far away from me? I'm not going to eat you."

"No, no."

An Youyu parted her red lips slightly, and the temperature on her cheeks began to rise uncontrollably.

Being so close, she felt a little flustered and didn't know what to say.