A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot Chapter 638

   Chapter 638 Wrong choice?

   After a while, Liu Yifei leaned against the head of the bed with a flushed face, watching Li Yi massage the acupuncture points on her legs.

   "Does it hurt in the afternoon?"

   Li Yi asked her while massaging.

   "After pressing it for you, it will be much better in the afternoon."

  Liu Yifei covered her still hot face, licked her dry lips, and said, "It still hurts a bit, but it's lighter than before, and I can bear it."

   "Every time you come to menstruation in the future, you can massage these acupoints, which can relieve some symptoms of dysmenorrhea."

  Li Yi was talking while massaging.

  Liu Yifei suddenly thought of something, and said with a reddish face, "I read online that dysmenorrhea seems to be cured after giving birth..."

  Hearing her voice getting weaker and weaker, Li Yi looked up at her and said with a smile, "Have a baby?"

   Feeling a little embarrassed by him, Liu Yifei covered her face and fell to the side, explaining palely: "I just read what I said on the Internet."

  Seeing this, Li Yi also lay down on the bed, hugged her and asked with a smile, "You are still a child, why do you want to be a mother?"

   "I have reached the legal age of marriage, how can I be a child?"

  Liu Yifei rebutted unconvinced.

   "Okay, let's have a few more children, let's make a football team."

  Li Yi smiled and pecked the tip of her nose.

   Being kissed by him was a little itchy, Liu Yifei couldn't help giggling, and then her eyes became blurred again.

  Seeing that her eyes were wrong, Li Yi let go of his hands, got up and started massaging her again.

  She is not in good health yet, and there is nothing she can do for the time being, so it is better not to tease her.

  But he didn't tease Liu Yifei instead.

   snorted softly, she bit her lip, looked at Li Yi, her eyes seemed to be dripping water.

   Seeing this, Li Yi took a deep breath and reminded her: "Don't play with fire just because I dare not mess with you!"

   "How about I just play?"

  Liu Yifei looked at him deliberately provocatively, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Are you coming to beat me up?"

  However, as soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help taking a breath: "Hiss!"

   It was Li Yi who increased the strength of the massage, until she felt a little pain.

   "Aren't you more honest?"

  Li Yi laughed and scolded.

  Unconvinced, Liu Yifei turned around and snorted through her nostrils: "Hmm~"

  Hearing this sound, Li Yi almost couldn't hold back.

   Shaking his head, Li Yi sighed: "Stop making trouble, or something will happen."

  Seeing this, Liu Yifei also stopped messing around and lay back on the head of the bed.

   "Down down and lie down."

  Li Yi signaled: "You just go to sleep, and I will leave when you fall asleep."

"Um."

  Liu Yifei responded, and obediently lay down, and pulled up the quilt to cover her body.

   "Sleep."

  Li Yi relaxed his strength.

  Liu Yifei closed her eyes and enjoyed his massage.

  Following Li Yi's massage, she only felt that the faint pain in her abdomen gradually faded away, and she felt much more comfortable.

   It didn't take long for her breathing to become even.

   After massaging her for a few more minutes, Li Yi withdrew his hand after she fell asleep completely.

   Helped her cover the quilt, turned off the light, and Li Yi left her room.

   After returning to the room, Li Yi discovered that he forgot to bring back the clothes he had changed.

  Sent Liu Yifei a WeChat message to remind her to wake up tomorrow morning and put it away, and Li Yi charged the phone.

  Come to the suitcase, he opened the suitcase, and took out a stack of more than a dozen books.

  These are woodworking-related books he bought online.

  After taking the book to bed, Li Yi pressed the book with his hand, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

  In the space of the eight-faced stele, Li Yi's figure slowly emerged.

  Looking at the familiar eight-faced stele, Li Yi stepped forward, raised his hand and patted the surface of the bamboo stele.

  The last time he came in, he was trapped inside for thirty years before coming out.

  If he hadn't been determined, he might have really lost himself in it.

  But this time he came prepared, not only prepared sufficient information, but also mastered the function of time acceleration.

  Li Yi looked down at his feet, the dozen or so books were stacked together, exuding the aroma of ink.

  Time was limited, Li Yi didn't hesitate, he went directly to the fog wall and pricked his finger.

  Blood drops overflowed, and he pressed his finger on the foggy wall, bloodshots filled the air, and in a moment, the entire space was dyed red with bloodshots.

  Back to the book, Li Yi sat down cross-legged, picked up a book, and started to read it.

  He turned the pages very quickly, and he would turn to the second page just by scanning it roughly.

  After strengthening the dream space, his memory has also been significantly improved.

  Although he can't achieve the photographic memory, as long as he deliberately remembers, he can still remember most of the things he has seen.

  He intends to spend twenty hours going through all these books.

   It is not necessary to remember everything, as long as he remembers the general idea, he can get twice the result with half the effort.

  Time passed by every minute and every second, and there was only the sound of flipping books in the space.

  Unknowingly, the redness dissipated, and twenty hours had passed.

  There is only one last book left in Li Yi's hands.

   After quickly turning the last few pages, he stood up.

  Although there are more than a dozen books, many of the contents are repetitive, and there are not too many things that really need to be memorized.

  He did not memorize the knowledge points of historical textual research, but focused on the usage of various tools, the evolution of various skills, and the principles of top technology.

  After reading these contents, he is confident. After entering, digest these contents, and then he can come out in a short time.

   Putting the book back at his feet, Li Yi returned to the fog wall, pricked his finger, and activated the time acceleration function.

  Afterwards, he confidently came to the eight-faced stele, looked at the wooden stele in front of him, squeezed the blood out of the wound, and pressed it against the stele.

  At the same time, he narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for the familiar feeling of falling.

  However, after waiting for a few seconds, he didn't feel the familiar feeling of falling.

  Opening his eyes, he suddenly found that he was still in the space of the eight-sided monument.

What's happening here?

  He looked down at the monument that his index finger was pressing on, and raised his index finger.

   But what he didn't expect was that there was no blood stain or any trace of absorption on the wooden tablet.

  Why is this happening?

  Li Yi was at a loss.

  He looked back at the metal plate, and in the occupation column above, the former [Famous Bamboo Art Master] has become [Master Bamboo Art].

  This shows that his task has been completed.

  But why can't he enter the eight-faced stele space?

  Looking at the wooden monument in front of him, he looked at the monuments on the left and right sides suspiciously.

   See that he chose the wrong one?

   Or is the entry of this eight-faced monument in order?

  With doubts, he glanced at the cloth monument on the right side of the wooden monument, and tried to press his index finger on it.

   Shua!

   A familiar sense of falling struck.

   "Ouch, I C..."

  Li Yi only had time to make complaints before he felt his eyes go dark.

  The next moment, he knew nothing.

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