Song Tianmo disagreed. Give the power of the literature network

After a moment's turn, he pulled her back to the apartment.

Song Tianmo went to the study.

Ling Fei sat upstairs in the small living room looking at the laptop.

This is specially matched by Song Tianmo for her some time ago, saying that she usually has a lot of information to check, and the computer screen looks like a lot more words than the mobile phone screen.

Thinking of what Liu Shaoxuan said when he was discharged from the hospital, Ling Fei turned on the computer and directly searched for massage videos.

She hadn't learned massage, so she was afraid that pressing it would make Song Tianmo's injury worse.

Du Niang knows everything.

Ling Fei quickly found what she needed, and studied it seriously while watching.

Liu Shaoxuan didn't lie to her.

There is bruising on the head, and massaging it can really help the bruising to dissipate.

But.

If you have an injury on your head, you can't massage your head directly, but you need to massage the soles of your feet.

Find the corresponding place and massage it for a few minutes or ten minutes every day, which is very good for the dissipation of congestion.

Ling Fei was basked.

In the morning, Liu Shaoxuan squeezed her eyebrows and made a strange look at Song Tianmo, she thought he was deliberately fooling her.

But she thought too much about it.

Ling Fei was now looking forward to Song Tianmo getting better soon.

As for surgery or something, it's too terrifying, especially on the head, if you can't move, don't move, Ling Fei wants Song Tianmo to get better quickly.

When she was hospitalized in the hospital, because Song Tianmo was injured, she used her mobile phone Baidu, and there was blood congestion in her head, especially in the case of excessive blood congestion, which would cause a series of serious sequelae.

Such as headaches, nervous confusion, and even the inability to control the movement of hands and feet.

The more she looks at it, the more guilty she feels, the more distressed she is, and the more nervous she is, she can help him recover as soon as possible, not to mention massaging for ten minutes a day, even if she massages for ten hours, she is willing.

After the small ad, the video begins.

Ling Fei got rid of distracting thoughts, and looked seriously, from finding acupuncture points, to the massage technique, and the severity of the massage, she paid attention to them one by one, and tried them on her feet while watching.

After reading it several times, her fingers were rubbed soft, and she rested satisfied.

Exhaled lightly, although she was tired, Ling Fei was in a good mood, as far as the massage technique she had just done made her feel comfortable, this massage, she should have learned a little bit of essence.

Holding the light and thin notebook, she lazily fell behind her, and accidentally, her fingers pressed on the notebook indiscriminately, and she actually entered the next video.

The next video is a full-body massage video.

Ling Fei, who was very interested in massage, did not rush to quit, just lay on the sofa and squinted.

It's okay anyway, just pass the time.

When Song Tianmo came in, he saw Ling Fei leaning on the sofa with his notebook in his arms, looking at the notebook without blinking.

"Oh!"

"Ah, it's so comfortable, right there!"

"Push hard, well, yes, that's it!"

"Go on."

……

The man's soothing voice flowed quietly in the living room, Song Tianmo's eyes narrowed dangerously, Ling Fei, this is idle, watching a famous action movie from a certain country?

Still watching so much?

As long as he thought that Ling Fei was looking at other men's bodies, the evil fire in Song Tianmo's heart surged upward, and he walked towards Ling Fei quickly.

"What are you looking at?"

The sudden sound made Ling Fei startled, she reflexively closed the book, and Song Tianmo couldn't see the picture.

Ling Fei only cared about learning the massage techniques of the woman in the video, and was taken aback by Song Tianmo, this level did not close the book tightly, leaving a slit, listening to the ** voice of the man inside, and suddenly his head was full of black lines.