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Volume 1: Teenager imagines his body to be angry, has been honed for years, and has a strong body Chapter 4 This woman has poison and needs to stay away

The problem of being pestered by others in the past made me bothered me did not happen to this man, but instead made Qi Zhen feel a little curious: Is this man not interested in him at all?

It's interesting. If you can really refuse, I will give you a chance. I hope you don't let me down.

Until not far from the bus stop, the two of them still didn't say a word.

Although Zhang Wenbo felt reluctant to leave, he knew that it was very rare to get the other party to send it here.

I stopped and said gratefully: Thank you for sending me off, so please stay. I am very sorry for wasting your time.

Finally, he took a look at the flawless face, gritted his teeth and turned around and left.

I was afraid that I could not help but turn around, so I walked a little faster.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind me: Add me on WeChat when you have time, and the number is the English letter of my name.

Zhang Wenbo paused slightly under his feet, but he still couldn't help but turn around. Seeing the dreamy woman waved to him, he felt that it was unreal.

A word or an action is completely engraved into my heart. From now on, she will definitely be in front of me when I dream of it at midnight.

I can't remember how much I got home, but I only remember that my mind was filled with the extremely exquisite face and graceful figure.

Zhang Wenbo, who reacted, smiled bitterly and shook his head. This woman was poisonous.

The other person just left a WeChat ID code, but took away his heart. Before leaving, he waved his hand and hooked away his soul.

When I get home, my mother will naturally ask questions. How about the girl I'm looking forward to seeing?

Zhang Wenbo pondered for a moment and said to his mother: Very good, so good that a family like ours, your son's conditions are completely unworthy.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, my mother encouraged him: If you fall in love, go chase him. Didn’t you have a high vision before? Since you fell in love with him this time, she may not have no chance at all when she is so old.

Zhang Wenbo shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: Are there high conditions for his son? But there is no way. Even if he gets married, he will have to divorce him without half a year. He knows the situation best in his heart. He used to be just an excuse.

I am afraid that my mother will continue to nag and persuade me: A good match will exist in any era. The conditions are all for the other family, but the attitude of the other party’s parents is not like ordinary people.

People, can they agree to their daughter marry someone like us?

As a son, she knows her mother's ideas best and knows that her mother will encourage him to pursue others regardless of his feelings, but she will not have the courage to involve herself.

What my mother cares most is that her future mother-in-law will be better than her, which will make her feel that she can't raise her head in front of the other side and will not be able to get along with her in the future. As expected, my mother didn't continue talking after hearing this.

Zhang Wenbo has tried his best to prevent himself from thinking about that matter and that person these days. Although he couldn't help but add it according to the two sets of English letters several times, he still insisted on it.

Even if it is really added, how should I deal with this matter? Can I pursue others regardless of everything?

Unable to persist is not only fruitless, but may end up scarring yourself.

This woman really dares not touch her, she doesn't even dare to think about it, for fear that she will get stuck in and out.

I have never been as eager to succeed as I am now. If I have a status, rich and talented position, at least I am healthy.

But I have nothing now. It turns out that the saddest thing is that when I meet someone I like, but I am not qualified to pursue it, I can only watch and pass by the other person but can do nothing.

Force yourself to practice calligraphy, draw, play guitar and sing as before.

But I can no longer enter the state of being content with my own pleasure. The characters are written in a crooked manner. The paintings I draw are not known. Several of the guitar strings are broken and there is no replacement. Some of them are just getting heavier and heavier, and even singing loudly cannot be eliminated.

He was so sad that the beauty was so terrifying. He only saw him and just a few words made him so addicted. The ancients said that women are tigers and they are really not bullying me.

Fortunately, I don’t have any thoughts I shouldn’t have, otherwise I won’t know how long it will take to get out. I remember that I was in the desert and wilderness when I was in a ties with my heart. If I had any ties to my heart, I didn’t know how hard it would take to get through it. The cold sweat fell in an instant.

After several days of constant struggle, the hidden injuries accumulated by the body for a long time have shown signs of attack.

When he was working, he was both young and weak, so he had to fight hard with all his strength. The consequence of fighting hard was to hurt his muscles and bones. Many joints would occasionally cause unbearable pain.

This injury can only be cured after a long period of rest

, but how can I have the opportunity to recuperate in my work? Even if I have a good care, I will do it again after I go back and do heavy work.

I sighed helplessly, and felt that my thoughts had faded a lot over the past few days. I decided to go out for a walk and sit down to have unbearable pain in the lumbar muscle strain and sciatic nerves.

When a man sneaked to the entrance of the community, he saw a circle of people. When he went up, he found a monk inside. The scar on his head made him look at him twice. No wonder he was watched.

This place is remote and is the territory of the lama. I have never seen the monk before. Anyway, I have nothing to do when I have been on vacation recently, so I just think it’s fun.

I saw an old cloth spread on the ground beside the monk, writing qigong with a brush to treat diseases and treat various bruises and injuries.

Listening to the people around me inquiring about the treatment, I didn’t charge any money and had free treatment.

I couldn't help but admire it. It is indeed rare to travel from the Central Plains to the border of the Western Regions for thousands of kilometers, and to accumulate virtue and do good deeds from all over the world.

Seeing that the crowd around me was just asking questions, no one came forward to treat him, I couldn't help but feel that it was worth it for the monk.

You come all the way to do good deeds, but no one appreciates it. You are too ungrateful. Thinking of the secret injuries everywhere on your body, you might as well let others see it. It doesn’t matter if you can’t cure it. It can be regarded as giving others a chance to do good.

Then he walked out of the crowd and told the monk about his situation.

The monk raised his hand and bowed to him. Zhang Wenbo quickly hugged his fists and bowed back.

The monk said calmly: Donor doesn’t need to worry. These injuries are cured by the poor monks. After that, he asked him to sit on a small stool, lift up his clothes, and get the exercise.

After a while, Zhang Wenbo felt a burning sensation on his waist, as if a charcoal fire was placed on his body. He wanted to hold it hard and get it over, but he didn't expect that the burning sensation became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't help but jump up.

When I turned my head and saw that there was a blister on my waist, I was surprised and happy. It turned out that the legendary qigong was actually real, and this blister could not be created by magic.

He quickly bowed to the monk and asked him to treat him elsewhere.

The monk did not refuse and performed according to what he said on Zhang Wenbo.
Chapter completed!
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