Feeling that half an hour was up, Wen Ziling stopped attacking with the wooden hammer and looked at the red and swollen areas on his body. She felt that although the damage was more serious than beating it with a cloth, it had not yet reached the point of being bloody and bloody. This showed that
Xiaolang's Golden Bell Kungfu has reached a certain level, and the punches and kicks of ordinary masters will not hurt him, which has made great progress.
Ximen Lang grinned, senior sister really likes to be shy! He picked up the clothes and pants hanging on the basketball hoop and walked back indoors, hung the clothes and pants on the hangers, put on his slippers and walked out.
After arriving at the water room, he took a bucket full of cold water with an iron bucket, raised it and poured it on his body. The cold water spread over the red and swollen skin, making the pain in his butt aggravated, but it made him feel uncomfortable.
A jolt.
Buckets of cold water were poured on the body, and the continuous coldness gradually numbed the unbearable pain.
Ximenlang quickly shook his strong body several times, and water droplets flew everywhere, giving this bald boy an alternative sense of beauty in the dim light!
Stepping outside, Ximen Lang waited until his body was dried by the cool breeze, then returned to the room and found Wen Ziling already lying on the bright red quilt. He looked over with bright eyes as clear as water. He said softly: "You took a cold shower.
, be careful of catching a cold?”
Ximenlang smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm strong."
Realizing that his senior sister was always avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, Ximen Lang recalled the famous poem written by Du Qiuniang, "When a flower blooms, it must be broken. Don't wait for the flowers to be empty and break the branches." Then he roared loudly in his heart, "When you see injustice on the road, you must break it."
Roar, take action when it’s time to take action, rush through Kyushu like a storm..."
To put it more noblely, he fell in love with this charming and gentle girl. Who wouldn't love a girl like this? Don't blame him for being a philanthropist, because he inherited the excellent genes from his father Zhang Xiaofeng, and he grew up in polygamy.
of the royal family of hagenam,
I'm not interested in the monogamy system in country Z. In life, all I want is gratification and grudges, and love and hate are clear. Since my father can fall in love with sixteen wives, what can't I, Xiaolang, do?
As a generation, I should be far more powerful than my father!
Ximen Lang thought about it for a moment and then he thought about it, frowned and snorted.
This is definitely not an ordinary sound. He has condensed the skills of a king who has been rolling among flowers for several years. Listening to the sound, others will clearly judge that he is injured!
Wen Ziling turned around quickly and asked worriedly: "Xiao Lang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ximen Lang had a look of pain on his face and whispered: "My chest hurts so much..."
Wen Ziling was startled and said hurriedly: "Did I hurt you with a heavy hammer? It's impossible. You were using your skills at the time. With your current skills, you should be able to withstand such a powerful hammer blow?"
"You forgot... when you hit me for the first time, I hadn't done any exercises yet..." Ximen Lang looked weak.
After all, Wen Ziling was young and had little social experience. She was immediately blinded by the illusion he put on and panicked. "I really hurt you...it's all my fault. What can I do? Otherwise, let's go back to Heshuo City as soon as possible."
, let my parents show it to you?"
Ximen Lang gasped and said, "I can't stand it anymore. I'm in so much pain that I don't dare to move."
"What should we do?" Wen Ziling became more and more anxious and said hurriedly: "Let me rub it for you first to see if the pain can be relieved."
Ximen Lang snickered in his heart and continued to act on his face, "Okay, I'll bother you, Senior Sister."
…
Wen Ziling's body trembled and she sighed secretly in her heart, Enemy, you are the person I have been waiting for for many years. Since my future is destined to be sad, let me experience the taste of love!
The classroom turned into a bridal chamber, and a young couple loved each other in every possible way. As the saying goes, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and the night passed quickly.
However, he said so and was very considerate. He got up first, held down Wen Ziling, who was greatly weakened, and let her lie down on the quilt to rest. After washing, she could only hear pots and pans coming from the classroom next door that was used as a kitchen.
With the sound of the ladle, he cooked some gruel, mixed it with two delicious side dishes, brought them over, and served the other person to eat them, showing all his tenderness.
Wen Ziling was naturally very moved, the corners of her eyes couldn't help flashing, and she felt extremely aggrieved. Such a good boy should really stay with him for the rest of his life. Unfortunately, he was burdened with a blood feud, and he would definitely commit himself to someone else in the future.
A man, so this is just a short-term fate!
Thinking of the sadness, tears fell down, running across the smooth jade cheeks, and dripped on the quilt.
Ximenlang immediately panicked and asked: "Sister, why are you crying? Is it because I went to bed last night... Oh, it's all my fault. Don't cry."
Unexpectedly, the more he behaved like this, the sadder Wen Ziling cried, as if the pear blossoms were raining with rain. I felt pity for her. She choked and said: "I don't care about you, it's because I feel aggrieved..."
Ximen Lang hurriedly consoled him: "Sister, please stop crying, it's all my fault..."
Wen Ziling opened her arms and hugged him and burst into tears, the grievances she had buried in her heart pouring out. Ximen Langke was frightened and hurriedly patted her back gently to comfort her in every possible way.
After crying heartily, Wen Ziling raised her head and wiped away the tears on her face. When she saw the panicked look on her junior brother's face, she felt very sorry. It was okay to be depressed herself, how could she make her sweetheart tired too?
Where is the heart.
Thinking of this, this girl with a delicate appearance and a strong heart forced herself to suppress all her grievances, smiled sweetly, and said, "I'm fine."
Ximen Lang took a long breath and sighed: "Thank God, you are finally okay. You scared me just now."
Wen Ziling sighed deeply in her heart and said to herself: "My love, why do you treat me so well? The better you treat me, the sadder I feel!" She wiped away the tears on her face and said softly: "I have cried.
, It’s really okay this time, let’s go and go up the mountain to practice.”
Ximen Lang nodded and said: "Okay then, let's go up the mountain, you can rest next to me and watch me practice."