"What did you say?" Lin Ruobing frowned slightly and asked.
"I said ginger is still so hot? Wife! Is there any problem with this?" Ye Fan asked back.
Lin Ruobing snorted and said, "Of course there is a problem! Are you mocking me for being old! Isn't it?"
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Suddenly, Ye Fan was speechless and could not speak a word when he opened his mouth for a long time.
After a long time, he changed his words in wonder and said, "Wife, then what do you mean by me is better to say ginger or tender?"
"Yes! The ginger is still tender!"
Lin Ruobing nodded seriously.
Ye Fan almost vomited three liters of blood when he heard this. I'll go! When did my wife become so naughty? Is this the cold goddess before?
Scare dad!
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Meanwhile, on the other side.
"Angkor! How are you? Is it important?"
At this time, the bodyguard helped Wu Zhiyang into the car and asked with concern.
Wu Zhiyang covered his swollen head, grinned and looked in pain, "Do you want to roll down from the stairs? Is it painful?"
"Angkor, I...I'm really a mistake! I didn't stand firmly just now, so I pushed you out!" The bodyguard explained with an embarrassed look on his face.
At this time, Wu Zhiyang seemed impatient and quickly urged and scolded: "Don't explain here, and I will deal with you slowly when I return to the martial arts hall!"
"Okay... OK!"
The bodyguard looked timid.
Then, he drove uneasy and sent Wu Zhiyang back to the martial arts hall.
About half an hour later, Wu Zhiyang returned to the martial arts hall.
At this time, Master Huang saw his bruised nose and swollen face, and mistakenly thought that he had been dealt with by Ye Fan again, so he asked, "Zhiyang! How did the injury on your face come? Did that guy beat him?
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When Wu Zhiyang mentioned the wound on his face, he wondered for a while, "Master, don't mention it! If a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will also cause a gap between his teeth!"
Master Huang asked with a puzzled look, "What's going on with you? Did that kid really hit you?"
"Master, I wasn't beaten up, but I rolled down from the stairs..."
Wu Zhiyang told the story all the time.
When Master Huang heard Wu Zhiyang's explanation, he was also puzzled. Logically, the bodyguard responsible for taking care of Wu Zhiyang was a martial arts practitioner, and the lower plate should be very stable. As a result, he suddenly fell down. This was really strange.
So he called the bodyguard and checked the other party's little feet.
He found that there was a trace of blackness on the bodyguard's feet, and the blackness was quite deep, so he probably was hit by something.
At this time, Master Huang frowned and said coldly: "It seems that someone was plotting behind the scenes and injured the bodyguard, which caused the bodyguard to be unstable and fell to the ground!"
"Master Huang! I did feel like I was hit by something at that time, and then I fell down..." the bodyguard recalled.
"That's right! You must have been plotted against by someone at that time!" Master Huang said affirmatively.
"Ah? Being plotted against?" Wu Zhiyang was stunned, and then seemed to think of something. He said with anger: "Master!! I understand, it must be that boy Ye Fan attacking behind his back!! That corner at that time