Xi'er once thought that even if her parents pampered her again, it would take some time for this to happen. After all, it shouldn't be easy to find a good martial arts master. After all, she has been in this world for six years.
I have never seen anything called martial arts, let alone anyone like that.
What's more, based on her understanding of her father, if she wants to find him, she will probably find a top person. That will not be an easy task.
However, things were really different from what she imagined. No, it was too different. It was simply a thousand miles away.
That night, less than an hour after her mother left, Xi'er had just finished taking a bath and was lying on the bed. As soon as the lights were turned off, her father appeared.
He entered not through the courtyard door, but through the window. What was even more exaggerated was that as soon as he came in, he tapped Xiaoyu twice. Later I found out that it was called acupuncture, and it could make Xiaoyu sleep all night long without realizing it.
And this was not the only thing that surprised Xi'er. What surprised her even more was that her father, Mei Ziqing, who usually talked about romantic poetry with Yuan Yue, who said he was a businessman but was actually more like a scholar, was actually dressed in black.
, with a black scarf wrapped around his head and a black cloth covering his face...it looked like a burglary.
"Pfft - Dad, why are you dressed like this?" Xi'er laughed out loud when she saw that appearance. She didn't pay attention to Mei Ziqing's stunned gaze at all.
Finally, Mei Ziqing sighed softly, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked helplessly: "How does Xi'er know it's her father?"
"Eye, don't daddy's eyes reveal the emotion in his eyes?" Xi'er asked innocently. Eyes are the windows to the soul. To see a person, you only need to look at their eyes to tell the difference. What's more, she has a photographic memory.
She has the ability to remember the subtle differences between each person, and she can still recognize them even if they are covered.
What's more: "Dad smells like mother."
Mei Ziqing smiled and shook his head. Putting aside the depression of being easily recognized, his heart was filled with pride. How could he not be happy that his daughter was so smart? Although she usually seemed lazy, her daughter was also changing now. Who could
I can imagine that the laziest daughter actually has to learn the most difficult martial arts.
"Xi'er, tell dad why you want to learn martial arts?" Mei Ziqing simply took off her scarf and held Xi'er in her arms. He was afraid that she would be cold, so he pulled the quilt on the bed over and covered her body.