Mr. O's paranoid

Chapter 312 312 Is this something a big man like me can touch?
But he also aroused her unyielding stubbornness, and her strong mentality of not admitting defeat made her secretly swear that even if she couldn't do it, she would do it!

After Ou Shangqing threatened and lured her but failed to coax her back to bed to sleep with him, she gave up and lay back on the bed alone and went to sleep.

She got into the small study room attached to the bedroom. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

After the heating was turned on, she no longer had to go to the big study outside to use the heating.

She took out the bag of colorful wool, turned on her phone, pulled out a video tutorial, and started her hand-making.

Ou Shangqing's sleep didn't come true, and he came in with a call almost every 5 minutes. In less than an hour, he answered no less than five calls.

Qi Mo could hear him muffled "Aw" in the small study, followed by a "rustle" sound and the sound of his slippers stepping on the floor, then he leaned against the door frame to look at her.

Qi Mo looked up at him, her hair was disheveled, the collar of her sweater was tilted to one side, her shoulders were half exposed, her eyes were lazy, the corners of her lips drooped slightly, and she looked bored and decadent.

Heart skipped a beat.

"How are you doing?" He switched legs and stood leaning against the door, not intending to come in.

"Here." She raised a circle in her hand and raised her eyebrows half-satisfied.

"Yo, not bad!" It's just a coil, and judging by her complacent look, it seems that she has already made a finished product.

"Aren't you going to bed?" She smiled gloatingly. It's no wonder he can fall asleep after the phone calls one after another!
"Ms. Chen and the others decided to go to the hot spring, and asked if you want to go together?" When he mentioned sleeping, he yawned, and a light mist floated in his eyes.

"Are you going?" She tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked without answering.

"Why, you just want me to go with you so much?" Ou Shangqing's lips curled up, and he smiled inexplicably.

"Thinking too much." Qi Mo put down the tool in his hand, shook his hands, and moved his fingers with sore joints and stiffness.

Sure enough, it is not a job that ordinary people can do. It looks very simple, but it is not easy at all when you do it.

However, after just one circle, the fingers holding the hook are as if nails have been driven into the joints, and they can't be stretched straight.

"Really?" Ou Shangqing was noncommittal, straightened up, and walked towards her.

Qi Mo pouted.

Ou Shangqing bent down and looked at the video on her mobile phone. The video explained the crochet method of each stitch in detail, including how to hold the hand, where to put it, and how to rotate the needle. of.

"It looks simple, you..."

Ou Shangqing glanced at her suspiciously, this doesn't seem like the range of understanding that Qi Mo should have!

"Easy? Come on!" Qi Mo said "tow", and finished speaking contemptuously, took the loop of thread and crochet needle she crocheted, and handed them to him.

Ou Shangqing looked at the yellow braided fabric in her hand, and didn't move for a while, neither took it nor refused.

"How?" Qi Mo raised her chin provocatively.

"Is this something that a big man like me can touch?" Ou Shangqing folded his hands on his chest, looked at her funny and asked.

"I'm afraid you don't know how handsome and charming a man who can knit a sweater is." If you don't, you won't. What excuses do you find that men can't touch this kind of thing?

"Forget it, I'm a man who doesn't know how to knit a sweater, so I have nowhere to put this damn charm. If I can knit a sweater, how about it?" Ou Shangqing grinned.

"No shame, no shame." Qi Mo rolled her eyes, lowered her head and continued to work hard: "I don't want to go out, I don't want to soak in the hot spring."

"Yeah." Nodded, not surprised to hear such an answer from her mouth, yawned again, didn't even bother to go downstairs, took out her mobile phone and called Chen Ting: "She can't, you guys Go by yourself, don't worry about us... Well, I got it."

After he hung up the phone, Qi Mo said with a smile: "I guess Buli can't stay at home anymore? If I can't go to the concert, I'll go to the hot spring instead."

Ou Shangqing said "Yes", he agreed with her on this point, Ou Buli's temperament followed Chen Ting's five points, and Ou Liangyuan's five points.

"Why don't you go?" She asked knowingly, and she just had nothing to say.

Ou Shangqing smiled lightly, pulled out the chair and sat down beside her, resting her chin, watching her with great interest stitch by stitch according to the hook taught in the video.

He didn't make a sound, she just pretended that he didn't exist as a transparent person, and concentrated on hooking the gadget in her hand.

Ou Shangqing looked at it for a while, then stretched out her finger to the fabric in her hand and said, "This is wrong."

"What's wrong? That's right, don't talk nonsense!" Qi Mo stopped, took a closer look, checked the video again, and gave him a hard look: "I'm already in a fog, can you stop Make trouble again?"

"Wrong, the video said that we need to add needles, short needles and needles, but you didn't." With an innocent face, he pointed out her mistake in detail.

"..." Qi Mo blinked, looked at it carefully again, removed a few stitches, and suddenly laughed "haha" in embarrassment: "It's really wrong, haha..."

Ou Shangqing raised her eyebrows and remained silent.

"That's right, your savvy is quite high!" Qi Mo couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and praised him without hesitation.

"Hehe..." Ou Shangqing smiled on the surface.

"Is it really that simple?" She had to start to doubt her comprehension ability.

"Otherwise?" He stretched his waist and asked back.

"Otherwise, how about Mr. Ou come and give it a try?" She looked at him flatteringly, smiling obsequiously.

"Tch, what are you thinking? I'm a majestic man, and I'm doing this kind of woman thing with you? If it's going to get out, do I still want to mess around?" Ou Shangqing sneered at her proposal, and rejected it with disdain.

"I swear, I will never spread it! This matter is known to all, you know it, I guarantee that no third person will know it!" She said, and directly stuffed the woolen loops in her hands that had been knitting for so long and hadn't formed yet. into his hand.

Small, soft wool and small crochet hooks in a pair of big male hands really have a kind of incompatible visual effect.

It seemed that those powerful hands might crush the wool into fine pieces at any time.

In her wild imagination, Ou Shangqing actually tightened the wool in her hands, loosened it, and tightened it again...

This has been repeated several times, knowing that it is impossible to be crushed by him, but her heart inexplicably rises and falls with his movements.

"Oh, don't pinch it!" She doesn't know if the ball of wool will be damaged if you keep pinching it like this, but her heart is definitely going to be "watted"!

"It's very easy to knead. How about you don't hurt yourself, just give the boy two balls of wool and let him play with wool!" Ou Shangqing laughed, straightened the wool in her hand, moved her mobile phone, and played paused video.

(End of this chapter)