Chapter 1256: A Slow-Paced World for Two (1)
"I knew that the lie was so easy to be exposed, I would definitely not do it, how could I be willing to let my Ange be so painful as it is now." Quan Mo said, holding her tighter with both hands, "In the future, I won't do this again, there is no completely impermeable wall in this world, so I will definitely be true to you in the future." β
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An Ge opened his mouth, and suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Ange, you give me time, I won't do this again in the future, I'll show you instead." Quan Mo said, hugging her tightly, his voice magnetic, "By the way, what were you going to say just now?" β
"I ......" An Ge was dumbfounded, and was silent for two seconds and pointed to the sky, "Aren't you going to modify the roof?" If you don't change it, it will be dark. β
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Quan Mo looked at the sunlight in the sky and cleared his throat, "Then you continue to read, and I'll go and renovate the roof." β
"Hmm."
An Ge nodded, anyway, she interfered and he wouldn't let him help, she picked up the book and opened it to continue reading.
Quan Mo walked in front of a pile of wood, his eyes deepened, the clerk just now said that this kind of wood is of the best quality, and it can make a good load-bearing platform on the roof......
Kwon Mo rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and squatted down in front of the wood, his face as solemn as if he was planting a bomb.
All kinds of guns were placed in front of him, he knew how to assemble them, and it was not difficult to put together a few pieces of wood......
"Bang-"
"Bang bangβ"
"Bang bang bang-"
There was a knocking sound in the quiet small courtyard, each louder than the last, An Ge looked at the book in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Quan Mo, and saw him tapping on a few heavy wooden boards......
An hour passed.
Wood or wood, tool or tool, nothing changes.
Quan Mo squatted there, his shirt was stretched by his perfect body, very attractive, but his face was not as calm as usual, and his dark eyes were full of impatience.
"Isn't it said that men are born to do this?"
An Ge couldn't help but let out a loud voice.
It seems that Quan Mo has no talent as a decoration worker.
ββ¦β¦ Look at your book! β
Don't look at him.
Kwon Mo continued to bang and beat.
"It seems that your talent points are really all about calculating people's hearts."
"You're laughing at me?" Quan Mo looked at her with displeasure, "I'm just trying to figure out how to make it load a little more." β
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An Ge put the book on the bench, walked to Quan Mo and squatted down, erected two thick pieces of wood, stuck the wooden tenon, took the hammer from Quan Mo's hand, held it with both hands and knocked it down hard, and the wood was immediately stuck.
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Quan Mo's always calm eyes showed a hint of shock, and he saw An Ge assembling the wood three times and dividing them by two, knocking and beating them well.
"This way the assembly is the strongest, and the load is good, just get it stuck on the roof in a while."
An singer took the hammer and said with a serious face, guiding Quan Mo.
"......" Quan Mo stared at her, a pair of pitch-black pupils staring at her deadly, "Who are you?" β
She must not be an ange.
"Huh?"
An Ge was stunned and looked at him puzzled.
He suddenly lost his memory?
"How could you do this?" Kwon Mohu looked at her suspiciously.
"Maybe my talent is in carpenter's skills." An Ge said, his eyes clear and flawless.
"......" Quan Mo squatted there, watching An Ge knock and beat alone, and a touch of embarrassment passed over his face.
He is not as good as a woman who can do carpentry, which is a great shame for a man.