Lin Yu was uncomfortable.

Wind Groan gives two options.

Lin Yu looked at Feng Yin expectantly and asked, "What choice?" ”

"One is running, running for two hours."

Lin Yu flattened his mouth, pointed a finger at his legs and said, "Boss, don't look at these two legs, but they are fake, and they really stay on the top of Mount Tai." ”

"Yes, the sense of humor has improved, and it is really close to Zhu Zhechi."

"There is also a sentence that is close to ink, black!"

Feng Yin made a lip sync and gave it to Li Sanyi, who interjected.

She turned her head to look at Lin Yu and continued, "Second... Is that you believe me? ”

"Believe—right."

One word says a lot.

Feng Yin grabbed one of Lin Yu's hands and looked at it carefully.

"That's enough, let's get started."

Lin Yu was confused, what should I begin?

At this time, the wind groaned, and a finger rubbed Lin Yu's hand around, and Lin Yu's hairs were up.

"My mother is still counting on me to find a son-in-law, I can't bend!"

Lin Yu withdrew his hand and was dragged back by the wind.

"I'm not worthy of you?"

"Huh? No, no, no, no—I'm not worthy of you! ”

Lin Yu is about to cry, I really want to call my mother!

"Okay, although you are rich, you are not up to my standards."

Feng Yin stopped joking, and with his other hand took out a cloth bag from the schoolbag he was carrying and placed it on the table.

"Teasing you, don't move, disinfect first."

In the next second, I saw Feng Yin take out a separately packaged alcohol cotton pad, tear it open, and wipe it on Lin Yu's hands.

Lin Yu was even more scared.

It's not that I'm afraid of being straightened by the wind, but I'm afraid of the needle in her hand.

At this time, Feng Yin had already opened the cloth bag and selected a thick and long one from dozens of needles.

"Boss—Actually, I'm not uncomfortable at all, really, I lied just now."

"Hiccup—"

A hiccup with a smell said a lot for Lin Yu.

"Brother Li—I'm afraid!"

Lin Yu was really scared to cry, but Feng Yin's hand didn't dare to move.

Li Sanyi was scared when he saw the excitement, let alone Lin Yu.

"Wind Groan, will you?"

"No, I'm going to take them as darts."

Feng Yin took the needle and looked at Lin Yu soothingly: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt." ”

"But the premise that it doesn't hurt is that you don't move, if you do, I won't guarantee it."

"Wind Groan—why don't we go to the hospital?"

"No, the effect of taking medicine is too slow."

The needle pierced into it, it was really lightning fast, and the needle was already on Lin Yu's wrist.

"Sack?"

"There's no rag here, there's no boss in the paper line!"

Zhang Boer handed over a piece of paper, Feng Yin's eyes drifted over, and then floated back to ask Lin Yu: "I asked you if you felt numb?" ”

"It's so numb ———!"

"That's good, it's not crooked, and I haven't forgotten my years of craftsmanship."

Feng Yin admired the needle on Lin Yu's wrist with great satisfaction, and took a small one in his other hand.

"Don't worry, there's another one."

"Boss Feng, when did you learn?"

Feng Yin wanted to talk about his previous life, but after thinking about it, he said, "I learned it when I was a child." ”

Lin Yu wanted to cry again.

"What are you crying about!"

After brushing, the second short needle also pierced in.

"Okay, I'm going to spin it around, it's going to be numb, hold back."

"Uh-huh—"

Lin Yu grabbed Zhang Boer's arm, Zhang Boer swallowed it with a snort, and grabbed Li Sanyi next to him.

One needle, one numbness, two pains, and the effect is no one.