Let's Laugh at This Beautiful Day

After finally drawing a picture, Sagiri asked Izumi to get up and move his body, and there are still a few poses waiting for him.

After all, it is rare to see a person with bandages on one side, which is an excellent material for painting, especially Zongya's novels mostly have battle scenes, and there will be injuries in battle, but Sagiri did not see it with her own eyes. I have seen other people being injured, so I have always avoided illustrations of such scenes.

It just so happens that He Quanming's current appearance can fill the vacancy in her painting skills, she can't waste this opportunity!

Standing up and moving his body, Izumi shook his arms and looked at his injured right half strangely.

"Huh? This feeling... I always feel that most of my wounds have scabbed... It doesn't hurt so much..."

Zong Ya raised one eye and asked strangely.

"Didn't you just get hurt this afternoon? How could you recover so quickly?"

"No, I'm serious, no matter how I poke it now, it won't hurt anymore..." He poked his finger at the injured part, and He Quanming even patted other parts wrapped in gauze vigorously. Aside from the numbness and itching of the wound, it didn't have the same severe pain as when it was just injured.

"Really, will a large area of ​​scratches heal so quickly?" Zongya put down the computer curiously, poked Hequanming's injured place with Sagiri next to him, and slender fingers slid across his body Sliding away, his expression couldn't help but become strange, as if he was a little comfortable and a little embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, don't touch it now, if you touch me again, I will call..." Shyly stepped back a few steps, met the contemptuous and disgusting eyes of the younger sisters, and Quanming pulled the gauze, "Since you are so curious, then Let's take it apart and have a look? Anyway, we have to change the gauze tomorrow..."

After finishing speaking, before they could reply, He Quanming began to take off his clothes on his own.

"Ah——" Sagiri cried out in surprise, retreated to the corner of the bed with a blushing face, and covered her eyes with her hands, "Brother, brother! Why are you taking off your clothes all of a sudden! Pervert, idiot, pervert! Light novel hero !"

"...so if you curse at people, you can curse at them. Why do you bring in the male lead of light novels...the male lead of light novels is not a scumbag!" Speechlessly put the shirt that he took off, He Quanming said frankly To Sagiri.

For example, my brother Lu in society, he is definitely not a scumbag!So the male lead of the light novels is really too generalized to use the words as curse words!

"That's not the point! The point is why you undressed your sister in her room, you idiot!" She roared in embarrassment. Although her voice was still small, the courage of the lion cub still made her angry. It cannot be underestimated.

Zong Ya looked at He Quanming's bare upper body without changing her face, and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, what's so embarrassing about it, Sagiri... With his meager body and half-wrapped gauze, it's not worth seeing at all? Look at the base swimmers, who's showing off? More muscular than him, more muscular than him? I am used to seeing this and then look at Big Brother, my heart is not disturbed, and I even want to laugh..."

"Hey...that seems to be the case..." Sagiri froze for a moment, and slowly lowered her hands covering her eyes—in fact, she didn't cover her sight at all, but secretly opened a small slit between her palms. Xie quietly observed He Quanming's body, now that Zong Ya said so, there was no need to pretend, but he could look at it openly.

After taking a closer look at Izumi's body, Sagiri pursed her lips in disgust, and turned her head to stop observing.

"There's really nothing to see...it's better to find pictures on the Internet."

"Hey! You two, don't dislike my body in front of me! Anyway, I am also exercising, okay?!" The rather injured He Quanming gritted his teeth and glared at Zong Ya, with murderous eyes Threatened her, and then untied the bandages on her body under her resentful gaze of "Why is it only me again".

The white gauze came off slowly, revealing a hideous strip of wounds, which appeared on He Quanming's arms, back, etc. where he had rubbed against the playground—his wounds were oozing blood at that time, and his pink and tender muscles They were all turned out and stained with sand. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were bloody and bloody. It was as miserable as it could be.

But now, these wounds no longer bleed, and instead formed thin scabs, covering the large area of ​​the wounds, turning the originally miserable and disgusting appearance into hideous and terrifying scars.

Sagiri looked at the wound and flinched, but still stretched out her hand tremblingly, and gently stroked it, the temperature of her fingers seemed to want to heal Izumi, and gradually spread into his skin.

"Brother... will it hurt?"

Facing her moist eyes that were so worried that they seemed to be shining with erotic waves, He Quanming's heart warmed and he smiled slightly.

"Of course it hurts at first! But the moment Sagiri worried about me, all the pain flew away. Thank you Sagiri for your treatment!"

Sagiri blushed, and quickly withdrew the hand that was unconsciously placed on him.

"Don't treat me like a child! Who wants to heal the wound you made yourself!"

Zong Ya rubbed her chin and carefully observed He Quanming's wound.

"It's healing too fast... Logically speaking, the injury I got today, how can it look like it's getting better soon..." She raised her hesitant eyes while thinking, "Brother, where did you come from?" Namekian?"

"If I were from Namek, you wouldn't even be able to see the wound, would you?"

Hitting her forehead in a funny way, He Quanming also checked his wound - indeed, this healing speed is very abnormal, he is sure that his recovery power is not so exaggerated, it usually takes a small wound to be cut by a knife It has been healed in the past few days, but now such a large scratch seems to be as good as before tomorrow. If there is nothing strange about it, he would not believe it.

As a skeptical person, he immediately began to think about whether there were any special incidents or strange things he ate after his injury, or whether there was any expert to heal himself—however, no matter what He didn't even have a clue. After the injury, he didn't talk to anyone except Gabriel and the others, his teachers and classmates, and the aunt in the health care room. Nothing happened on the way home that would greatly increase his recovery. .

Could it be... Is it really just that I just happen to recover quickly from this wound?

He Quanming didn't quite believe it, but apart from that, he had no other reasons to explain it.

After exposing his injured upper body and asking Sagiri to draw it as the material for the illustration of the novel, the modeling work was over, and he returned to his room.

Lying on the bed and taking out his mobile phone, he opened his text message box while thinking about the question that was turning in his mind.

When he opened the mailbox, he realized that someone had just sent him a text message a few minutes ago.

The signature is Gabriel.

Chapter 120 Jia, it exploded

(The correct title of this chapter is: Gabriel's House, Bombed, by Vineette)

Sunday morning, the day after the text message.

Standing in front of the gate of Gabriel's apartment, Izumi stepped restlessly from side to side.

"It's the first time in my life that I was invited by a girl to play at her house. I'm really nervous..."

Taking a few deep breaths, He Quanming looked at the door in front of him, raised and lowered his hand, wanted to knock on the door but couldn't knock for some reason, complex emotions in his mind were turning, his heart was beating nervously, and he couldn't help but think back to the day Gabriel sent him incoming text message.

【Sender: Gabriel】

[Title: Are you free tomorrow? 】

[Content: Do you know the recent activities in LA?It's the treasure hunting event where the two-person team breaks through the level for a limited time. There are props I want in it, and you are the only one who knows someone who plays LA nearby... So if you are free tomorrow, come to my house!If you want to come, remember to bring your laptop and some ingredients if you can. I have a kitchen at home. (winking expression)]

He raised his hand and looked at the bag of ingredients and notebook bag in his hand. His heart was quite complicated.