I will practice more in the United States

Chapter 62 Fixing the Light Bulb

Silla turned on the TV and watched the variety show on it, always feeling very boring.

I thought about doing yoga for a while. My body calmed down, but my mind couldn’t.

She was lying by the window, looking at the house next to her home from a distance, and thoughts began to come to her mind unconsciously.

Many people say that men are good at sexual intercourse, but in fact, women are definitely not weaker than men in this aspect.

Sometimes with just one look from you, she may have already planned a TV series in her mind.

"There seems to be something wrong with the light bulb in my house. Can you come and take a look at it for me? [Sad]"

Li Ang, who was in the selection stage of the polar battle, decisively stopped the game. The bomber who had just been randomly selected was fun, but obviously the headlight was more important.

Pushing open the heavy security door, the figure in front of me seemed different from usual under the dim light.

"You are dressed up so beautifully today. Are you going to attend some event?"

Li Ang looked at Silla in front of him and asked in surprise.

She was wearing a black satin suspender skirt that was above the knee, revealing a piece of tender white skin on her chest.

At the neck, there is a black gauze mesh-like accessory similar to a collar.

The whole person seems pure and lustful.

From her exposed calves, it can be seen that she was wearing a pair of slightly thick black stockings today.

The black lambskin high heels on her feet perfectly showed off her iconic feet.

Although Silla's overall clothing color today is black, she does not look lifeless.

From the clothes to the bright decoration on the belt and her exquisite makeup, they all highlight the key points and give people a noble and elegant feeling.

"Well, I probably went to have afternoon tea with my best friend. You know, I can never lose to that little bitch."

Silla’s tone seemed a little embarrassed.

"I need you now."

Li Ang: "Huh?"

"I need you to help me find out what's wrong with my light bulb."

After Silla finished speaking, she quickly turned her face sideways, took Li Ang's arm very naturally, pulled him and walked towards her room.

"This dress is really slippery. It must be very expensive."

Li Ang thought silently in his heart.

Arriving at Silla's bedroom, Li Ang flipped the switch twice. The light from the light bulb was a little erratic, a bit like a bad contact.

Li Ang took off his shoes, lifted up a corner of the sheet, and stepped on the bed.

When he stood on tiptoe, he could just touch the light bulb.

He tried to twist it a few times, and sure enough, just as he thought, the bulb was a little loose, resulting in poor contact.

After tightening, the bulb returned to normal immediately.

"Okay, done. It doesn't look like a big problem."

"Oh my gosh, dear Lee, you're amazing."

"It's nothing, just a small problem."

Li Ang was a little embarrassed to be praised by Silla.

He has lived alone for so many years. In order to save money, he basically solves problems like broken light bulbs, clogged toilets, gas stoves that can't light up, etc. by himself. For him, this problem is There really isn't any difficulty.

"You don't have to be too modest. You know, you are not even eighteen years old. You are already very powerful to be able to do this." Silla held Li Ang's hand and said while helping him get off the bed.

"Then I'll go back first?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Don't worry, my place is safe now. No one can come in after closing the door."

With a smile on her face, Silla held his hand and still didn’t let go.

"By the way, I taught you massage last time. It seems that I haven't finished my lesson yet."

Silla suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up and she said.

After saying that, regardless of whether Li Ang answered or not, he directly pulled him to the yoga mat.

"Hey, can you be a little gentler?"

"Huh? Did I use a lot of force?"

"I seem to have been taught this lesson about abdominal massage last time. Isn't it time to move on to the next one?"

Li Ang turned his head over and looked at Silla who was leaning down and said.

He felt like he was watching an old-fashioned TV set, with nothing but black and white in front of him.

I want to turn my head back, but I can't. It must be because I have been practicing too hard recently and my neck is a little stiff.

Silla reluctantly took the opportunity to touch it a few more times, and then replied sheepishly:
"Really? Then I may have remembered it wrong, but it doesn't matter if I review the last lesson."

However, when she took her hands out of Li Ang's clothes, she noticed something unusual. She subconsciously lifted up his clothes and took a look inside.

Even though the light was a little weak through the clothes, Silla still saw the blood stains on his chest.

She asked with a trembling voice: "What happened to your chest? Did someone abuse you?"

Only then did she realize why Li Ang had just said that she pressed too hard. For a moment, tears almost came out.

Li Ang quickly explained:
"No, no, it's because I'm currently practicing a martial art. Don't worry too much. It's just some skin trauma."

In order to avoid her disbelief, Li Ang took off his long sleeves directly.

What can be seen is that in addition to Li Ang's strong muscles, there are also large and small bruises and blood marks scattered on them.

If it weren't for his explanation, there would be nothing wrong with Li Ang suffering from domestic violence every day.

"Is this kung fu really important? Can I not practice it?"

Silla asked a little distressedly.

Li Ang smiled and replied:
"Actually, these physical pains are nothing. Sometimes the physical body undergoes more torture in order to suffer less mental humiliation."

Before Li Ang finished speaking, Silla had already taken him into her arms.

She didn't know what Li Ang had gone through to say such a thing, but she was sure that he needed a hug now.

And now that Li Ang has made his decision, she will never question it again, and will only do her best to support the path he has chosen.

"You continue to lie down, and I will help you deal with these injuries on your body. Maybe this can help it recover faster."

It has to be said that Silla’s massage skills are indeed much better than him, and it is much better for others to provide services to him than to do it himself.

Silla actually has a lot of experience with this kind of sports injuries, and every injury has been treated in the most appropriate manner under her careful care.

Li Ang stood up from the yoga mat and suddenly felt much more comfortable.

He was about to express his gratitude to Silla, but found that Silla had already taken off her high heels and lay on the yoga mat.

"Okay, now it's your turn."

(End of this chapter)