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After seeing this classroom that is comparable to a bridal chamber, Zhou Ergou led the two to the adjacent room again. The room has been converted into a kitchen, and liquefied gas tanks, gas stoves, range hoods and other items are installed. The temporary platform also has rice cookers, bowls and chopsticks, rice noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and some vegetables. In other words, you can cook at night and you don’t lack anything.

Ximen Lang was very satisfied with his performance, as if he was talking to his wife, turned his head and said to his senior sister: "You cook first, Village Chief Zhou and I have something to talk about."

Xiao Muqing nodded gently, "Well, go." Then he quickly scooped some rice into the rice cooker with a large bowl and started cooking.

Ximen Lang and Zhou Ergou went out, came to the basketball hoop, and said, "Captain Zhou, I have done a good job in your explanation. In order to commend you, I have deleted all the registered photos."

Zhou Ergou hurriedly thanked, "Thank you, thank you Comrade Ximen for letting go."

In front of Zhou Ergou, Ximen Lang deleted the indecent photos taken by his mobile phone.

Zhou Ergou's heart fell to the ground, and he left with great gratitude.

When dusk fell, Ximen Lang moved the two desks to the playground outside to put them together, took two chairs, and helped Wen Ziling take the bowls and chopsticks.

A pot of braised hare meat was filled with a strong fragrance, making people salivate. The two sat down, using dinner in the cool evening breeze like a couple.

This rabbit meat is so delicious that Ximen Lang had eaten three bowls of rice before giving up. He patted his bulging belly and said with a smile: "Senior sister, your cooking skills are really good. Is it a blessing for anyone to ask you as a wife in the future?"

Wen Ziling's face flushed and she whispered: "You kid, are you kids now, when will you be a little serious?"

"Hehe, I've always been serious and I'm telling the truth."

"Forget it, you may not be sure. Let's take a break, we still have something to do."

Ximen Lang asked puzzledly: "What's the matter?"

Wen Ziling burst into laughter, "Beat you."

Ximen Lang immediately understood that he would have to practice the Golden Bell Cover Kung Fu later, and his senior sister would beat him again. He smiled and said, "From my memory, I forgot, you have to hit me with a cloth pounding. I have little idea, now I can easily withstand the impact of the cloth pounding."

"Wrong, it's not a cloth pound, it's a wooden hammer."

Ximen Lang said in surprise: "I thought I had to wait for a while when I changed the wooden hammer so soon?"

"Because you have endured the torture of bone refining soup, your bones and skin have changed a lot, and your ability to resist hits has become stronger than before, so you have upgraded to wooden hammer hit training. This is a good thing, which means you are making rapid progress."

Ximen Lang said excitedly: "That's right, that's great. Don't rest. Senior sister, beating me quickly, the more ruthless the better."

Wen Ziling joked: "I didn't see that you are still a slut. Why is your skin itchy again?"

Ximen Lang laughed and said, "That's right, my skin is so itchy. Senior sister, please deal with me quickly."

"Okay, wait, see if I can't beat you to death." Wen Ziling giggled, walked back to the house quickly, took out the hammer that had been arranged long ago from the bag and walked out. She deliberately made a cold look and said, "Take off your clothes quickly and see how I torture you."

Ximen Lang couldn't help laughing, why did the senior sister pretend to be like Queen S|M? If she really joined this industry, she would definitely be the most charming queen in the world. He said, "Receive," and took off all her clothes and pants, leaving only the shorts inside, stood on the field, and said, "Come on, fight hard."

Wen Ziling stepped forward and said with a cold face, "Then I'm not polite?"

"But, senior sister, don't hit me on the vital parts. I'm not married yet. I'm all pointing at this thing to pass on the family line and continue to slaughter." Ximen Lang couldn't help but start teasing the little beauty in front of him.

This little brat, who never leaves his own skills, is born to be a gangster!

Wen Ziling waved the huge wooden hammer in her hand angrily, gestured to him, and said hatefully: "I just beat you here. It's better to scrap you, so that you won't harm the woman when you grow up."

Ximen Lang pretended to be horrified, "No way, senior sister, are you too cruel, are you?"

"I just realized that, don't talk, hurry up and use my skills, I'm going to drive up."

However, before Ximen Lang finished his exercise, the wooden hammer hit him hard and suddenly knocked him to the ground without any defense, forming a large font.

No, it should be said to be "Tai" shape, because there is still a little bit below this guy!

The dust on the ground raised, which made Ximen Lang look on his face. He felt extremely painful on his back, as if he was hit by a huge rock. He stood up with the pain and shouted angrily: "Senior Sister, are you wrong? I haven't used my skills yet?"

Wen Ziling said with a serious expression: "Xiaolang, you should blame yourself. Think about it, but when the enemy comes, should you use your power to resist his thunder strike at any time? Do you have time to prepare for you?"

Ximen Lang felt a stern in his heart and said, "Senior Sister, you are right. The enemy will not give me a chance. Let's start over." He fully realized that what his senior sister said just now was like a famous saying. While he was speaking, he had already distributed his internal force throughout his body according to the Golden Bell Cover magic technique, waiting for his senior sister to hit him again.

Wen Ziling smiled with relief and said, "I'm here again!" The wooden hammer in her hand blew the sound of the wind and hit it hard.

"Dong!"

It was like beating a drum, and the wooden hammer fell heavily on Ximenlang.

He clenched his fists and stole his horse's stance, gritted his teeth and resisted the attack. His feet were still moving as if they were rooted, and his upper body shook slightly.

Wen Ziling praised in a sweet voice: "No, it's much better than just now."

Ximen Lang said in a deep voice: "Let's go ahead."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The sound was like a drum beat, and the heavy hammer hit Ximen Lang's strong body again and again.

Although Wen Ziling felt very distressed, she knew that if she was not cruel to her junior brother during training, she would probably be injured or killed by not practicing properly when facing the enemy in the future. Then, her compassionate face now becomes cruel! Therefore, she showed no mercy every time she hit.

The lower plate of Ximen Wave was solid, but the upper body was like a small boat in the stormy waves. I felt extremely painful all over my body, and I gritted my teeth and persevered. I sighed in my heart, "Senior sister is really cruel, heavier every time, I can't stand it!"

In desperation, he could only use YY in his heart to divert his attention. This guy unscrupulously imagined Wen Ziling as Queen S|M wearing bellyband stockings, and waved her slender hands and whipped her...

PS: Leng Yun has seen the hard work of hardcore book fans these two days, which touched me very much. I sincerely say thank you and send you the fourth update.
Chapter completed!