"Can you recover?"

Nian Fanghua was stunned.

She was trying to accept the fact that she was disfigured, and suddenly the little kid said that she could recover after eating the yellow rough stone?

"Miss Nian, what Ah Shen said is right. The effect of the yellow raw stone is really like this. My boss was also injured before, but after eating this raw stone, it improved completely after a day and a night. The boss said that the effect of the yellow raw stone is to treat it."

The youth of the year, that is, rice cakes, feel so magical.

She looked at Ah Shen and felt that this kid was not doing anything safe.

Walking to the door, he pulled Gu Damori who was standing there into the room, and then pulled him directly into the bedroom and stayed alone with him.

"Ahh, Miss Nian, what are you doing?"

"Call me rice cake!"

"rice cake?"

"Well, only people who are familiar with me can call me rice cakes, do you know?"

"Oh, I know now."

"Then you called me rice cake just now. We are familiar friends. Tell me how powerful your boss is."

"So you are going to ask about this, so I can't say it."

"Ah? Why?"

"The boss's ability is naturally super strong, but how strong he is is our secret and we can't tell others."

"you"

"I can't say it anyway."

"Okay, then you talk about your own."

"Myself"

Gu Damori was slightly stunned.

He suddenly remembered what Yang Mu said to him, it was during supper two days ago.

"Omori, fear comes from the outside, and it is reflected in your heart. If you want to overcome fear from the outside, you must be able to face yourself first."

Gu Dasen's personality is undoubtedly cowardly and inferior, and he often looks down on himself like this.

Yang Mu said again: "Don't think you are incompetent, that is lack of confidence. You have to believe in yourself and like yourself in order to be yourself. Remember, no one in this world will cherish you more than you, so if you don't cherish it, then you are the most pitiful."

Gu Dasen often thinks about what Yang Mu said.

If it were something that others asked him before, he might not tell the truth because he was too embarrassed in the truth.

But at this moment he wanted to say it.

Where should I start? Gu Dasen finally thinks that it should start with Hu Die.

This is a very long story, with three women and one man.

I was originally telling my own story, but in the story I was just a narrator and witness.

Hu Die's pity for him, Guo Yingying's farewell to him, Daya's silent sacrifice to him, and the man's side, rarely telling him, and more examples of example.

Speaking of this, Gu Dasen was already crying, crying silently.

The rice cake lit a cigarette and lit it for Gu Damori as well.

She sat on the table in front of the window, watching the chaotic doomsday night outside, and said a long time later:

"Your life is so humble."

"kindness"

"But you are a kind person, so the man kept you by your side. From your story, I can't see through him at all. He is both righteous and evil. There are more evil than righteous people. But he must be a kind person in his heart, so even if you are useless, he is willing to take you with you."

"Yes, the boss is very young, but he is smart and cold-hearted."

"Yeah, that's such a person."

In the dark night, rice cakes spit out a mouthful of cigarettes.

When the smoke slowly dissipated, she suddenly said:

"How old are you?"

“Twenty-five.”

"Have you ever had a girlfriend? I mean besides Hu Die."

"I had a crush on one in school before, but I was later snatched away by my senior."

"Fuck! Is there nothing promising?"

""

"Then you said you had never had a relationship with Hu Die, what about you who had a crush on this?"

"I've told others that I've slept with women, but in fact, I haven't. It's just for the sake of face."

Rice cake sighed, very slight.

After pausing for a while, she said:

"Gu Dasen, I was tied up by that pervert for those days, **."

"oh"

"I think it's dirty, he's such an evil man, I think it's dirty."

"Don't be sad"

In the darkness, tears fell from the corners of Rice Cake's eyes, but said on his mouth:

"I'm not sad, just pretending to be bitten by a dog, but it bit hard. The cross wound on my face was only part of it, and there were many injuries on my body."

"It must be painful, right?"

"I've got scars, my skin is quite suitable, but it's very likely that I'll leave traces of my life."

"That yellow crystal"

“Will it really work?”

"Yes! Sure!"

"Okay, I believe you, I'll go eat."

Rincao got up and flew the cartridges, went outside to eat the yellow crystal, and said to the one-eyed man: "Eat it, they seem to be trustworthy."

The one-eyed man nodded.

Seeing that Ah Shen was still sitting in the living room in a daze, Nian Gao smiled and said, "Don't worry about that coward, I will take care of him tonight."

"ah?"

"What? Little brat, you can sleep here, or go back."

After saying that, the rice cake walked into the room and ate yellow crystals at the same time. The taste seemed to be pretty good and sour.

After entering, Rinjia locked the door and pushed Gu Damori, who was standing there at a loss, onto the bed, and then rode on.

"Ahhh! What are you doing with rice cakes?"

"Don't you want courage? I know why you haven't?"

“For why?”

"Because you have always been a child! If you want to be a man, you have to have a woman! I'll help you today!"

"No, how can this work!"

"What? Do you think I'm dirty?"

"No, but I"

"The lights are turned off, you can't see the ugly scars on my body. Just feel it. I will let you learn to be a man! Remember, just this night, we will have nothing to do with you again!"

"ah"

Gu Dasen encountered the biggest crisis in his life, and of course the greatest stimulation.

He hesitated, wanted to refuse but didn't know how to do it.

When Nian Gao kissed his lips unrestrainedly, he became a little dizzy. A throbbing that he had never felt before hit his soul, making him no longer know what resistance and rejection were.

Yang Mu made a big table of vegetables, and Hu Die smiled when he saw it.

"You are really a model worker and a son-in-law!"

"Well, Wen Sijia's mother used to like the dishes I cook the most. Although it was not a skill of cooking, it was in line with the taste of their family. Wen Sijia seemed to like it very much, but she just didn't go home to eat it."

"I guess she is afraid of being obsessed with your cooking skills and can't stop with you."

"She is not the kind of little woman you mentioned."
To be continued...