Over the whole night, Lin Pingfan used his internal energy to slowly moisten his internal organs.
After dawn, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.
After returning to Shanhai Tian Palace, I cleaned up briefly, and then I carried my seriously injured body to the Han family.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard bursts of hearty laughter coming from inside.
It was sent by Han Buren.
The doorbell was pressed and the housekeeper opened the door.
The moment the door opened, a pungent smell of alcohol overflowed from the living room.
Han Buren's face turned red, holding a bottle of Erguotou, hugging Han Qiancheng's shoulder and laughing: "We two haven't drunk together for more than 20 years!"
"I drank this night so happily!"
On the other hand, although Han Qiancheng's face was also red, he could see the worries between his eyebrows.
"Master, the son-in-law is here!"
The butler shouted inside.
Han Buren turned his head in a daze, burped, and looked at the seat of the room with a squint.
When he saw that it was Lin Pingfan, his body trembled, and a stream of internal energy was released, and his drunkenness disappeared, and his red face slowly returned to normal color.
"Mr. Lin, you won't inform me!" Han Buren looked a little embarrassed, and his big eyes, like a copper bell, turned around and said again: "That... Rourou has already fallen asleep. I haven't slept all night and have been guarding me.
Take her!"
Han Qiancheng did not use internal energy to dispel alcohol. He did not drink much, so it was very clear.
"Mr. Lin, thank you for saving Rourou last night, otherwise..."
His tone was filled with gratitude, as well as his previous humility and respect.
He did not indulge Lin Pingfan because he was his future son-in-law, nor did he become arrogant because he showed his strength.
It seems that his character has gradually become a habit in the disguise over the years.
Lin Pingfan nodded, not blaming them for drinking: "I'll go see Xiangrou, you guys continue."
After saying that, he headed straight to Han Xiangrou's room.
Pushing open the door, a faint fragrance poured into the nose.
In the dim room, a ray of sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains.
Han Xiangrou curled up on the bed, held her knees with her hands, and buried her head in it.
It can be seen that she has not yet walked out of the shadow of last night.
"Fragrant Rou."
I walked to the bed, called it gently, and rubbed her somewhat messy hair with my big hands.
Han Xiangrou raised her head, the makeup on her face was a little flowery, and her expression was faintly filled with fear.
"ordinary……"
The moment she saw Lin Pingfan, tears finally flowed out of her eyes and threw themselves into his arms and burst into tears.
Lin Pingfan rubbed her hair with distress and kept comforting her.
It took half an hour for Han Xiangrou's emotions to finally stabilize.
"Xiangrou, I have an idea to discuss with you."
After Han Xiangrou's mood stabilized, Lin Pingfan decided to tell her about teaching her martial arts practice.
But in the end, whether she learns or not has to obtain her consent.
Han Xiangrou nodded gently while wiping her tears.
Lin Pingfan's voice was soft and said, "I want to teach you how to practice martial arts and avoid what happened last night."
Han Xiangrou was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes widened: "Really!?"
"Yes." Lin Pingfan nodded: "It will be very dangerous for me to be with me."
"That's great! I'll learn!" Han Xiangrou did not resist at all and agreed immediately, which surprised Lin Pingfan.
In fact, Han Xiangrou was not just frightened last night.
At the same time, she was also deeply blaming herself.
Last night, she hid behind the wall and kept observing the whole audience carefully, from Lin Pingfan being controlled by the Pope to Lin Pingfan’s counterattack, including the last Shangguan Yunyu’s arrival, she saw it all.
She knew very well that Lin Pingfan could defeat the Pope.
But because she was taken as a hostage, Lin Pingfan was held back, and Lin Pingfan, who was already injured, was shot twice.
It was himself who dragged Lin Pingfan down.
So when Lin Pingfan proposed to teach her martial arts, she urgently agreed.
She didn't want to drag Lin Pingfan back.
Even, she wanted to protect Lin Pingfan!
"Go to Shanhai Tiangong. The air in the back mountain is very good and is very suitable for practicing martial arts." Lin Pingfan scraped Han Xiangrou's nose bridge and said with a smile.
"good!"
Han Xiangrou agreed happily, washed up briefly, put on makeup again, and wiped out the embarrassment of yesterday.
Then he held Lin Pingfan's arm intimately and left the Han family with a smile.
Han Buren held the wine bottle and looked at Han Xiangrou's smiling face and her cheerful steps, with thick eyebrows raised.
"This girl, we comforted her for so long last night without any use."
"Mr. Lin has only been here for a while, so she will be fine! Tsk tsk tsk... It's really a girl who is old but not a big shot!"
Han Buren complained, but his eyebrows were quite satisfied!
This family on the side is the number one hero of the Han family!
He actually took the young master and other figures as his son-in-law, and the Han family is just around the corner!
...
Han Xiangrou has changed into a brand new sportswear in the back mountain of Shanhai Tiangong.
Her little face was full of anticipation, and she looked at Lin Pingfan with her big watery eyes: "What are we going to do!"
"Planting horse stance, standing on wooden stakes or going up the mountain to lift water!?"
Han Xiangrou's personality is already careless. It is not difficult to see from her usual makeup and conversation that the things she likes tend to be more boys' preferences.
It's just a little bird dependent on others in front of Lin Pingfan.
So she still yearns for martial arts practice. Even deep down in her heart, there might be a dream of a female hero.
"You know a lot." Lin Pingfan smiled and said, "But those are no longer applicable to you, let's start with breathing."
Han Xiangrou's big watery eyes flashed with suspicion: "Ah!? Temper!?"
"When I was watching short videos, I saw videos about breathing. Isn't that a health preservation!?"
Lin Pingfan nodded and agreed with her statement: "The method of breathing you see is indeed used for health preservation, but what I teach you is the ancient method of breathing and fetal breathing."
Han Xiangrou still looked suspicious and confused: "I don't know what ancient breathing is, what is fetal breathing technique. I have practiced Taekwondo before. I know I don't have the strength and endurance support, but I can't beat my opponent with my skills.
of!"
Lin Pingfan nodded again, recognized Han Xiangrou's statement, and explained it at the same time: "That's right, whether it is Taekwondo, Judo, or Sanda, these competitive in the arena are all modern fighting skills."
"Modern fighting is based on strength and skills as the supplement. In other words, modern fighting is mostly for competition in the arena. Most ko opponents rely on strength, and most points win rely on skills."
"What you want to learn is the essence of the summer, ancient martial arts, which is essentially different from modern fighting. Whether it is strength or skill, it is not the primary or secondary."
"Whether it is power or skill, it has only one purpose."