Lang Zixuan stood naked in the bathroom, holding a shower head in her hand, and her body was covered with water drops. She stood there facing Lang Shuoyang, obviously stunned by the sudden situation. Lang Shuoyang was also dumbfounded. Only Miffy
Er laughed loudly: "It's so exciting, don't move, I'll take a photo." He took out his mobile phone.
Lang Zixuan was just stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled a bath towel over and wrapped it around his chest. When he saw Miffel picking up the camera facing him, he took two steps forward, flew over the broken glass, raised his leg, and the phone flew out.
, the moment she raised her leg, Lang Shuoyang saw a strange scene... He felt something flowing out of his nose, and a touch of blood on his hand. He quickly turned around and said, "I didn't see anything." Then he walked out.
run.
Just listen to Miffel say: "I didn't see it, but my nose bleeds...ah, let me go, it hurts!"
Lang Shuoyang hurried out of the bedroom and met Brother Can head-on. Brother Can asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Who hit you?"
Lang Shuoyang quickly covered his nose with his hands. At this time, Miffel ran out of the room, her arms drooping, crying and saying to her father: "Dad, Lang Zixuan took off my arm."
Brother Can was shocked. He grabbed Miffel's drooping right arm and used a loop to connect her dislocated arm. Lang Zixuan came out of the room, not caring that her clothes were all stained with oil and dressed neatly.
He said to Brother Can coldly: "I'm sorry, Brother Can. Let me teach this kid a lesson for you."
Brother Can didn't know what happened and nodded blankly: "It should, it should."
Miffel cried loudly and made a noise: "She took off my arm and you said she should. You are so unscrupulous and you are not a good father. You are sorry for my mother. I am going to tell my mother."
Although she was crying, there was no tear in her eyes.
Brother Can was at a loss by her troubles and quickly coaxed her. Lang Zixuan said to Lang Shuoyang with a cold face: "Let's go."
The two went downstairs, Brother Can followed behind, and Miffel held her father's hand and cried.
As soon as I came downstairs, a man walked in from outside the hall and asked: "Is my little Fei'er crying? Who bullied you?"
Lang Shuoyang only felt that his vision went dark, and a huge figure blocked their way. When he looked up, Lang Shuoyang's scalp was numb. It was a fat woman who came in. It was none other than the flower who wanted him to serve under the moonlight.
sister.
As Miffel said "Mom", Lang Shuoyang knew the identity of this woman. He looked back at Brother Can, who was so handsome and graceful. How could he marry such a fat woman?
Lang Zixuan nodded to the fat woman: "Sister Hua."
Sister Hua was very arrogant and glanced at Lang Zixuan sideways: "Well, you're here. It seems that Brother Can has a headache again, right? I think he doesn't have a headache, but a heart problem. If he doesn't see your head for a few days, he will
It will hurt."
Brother Can was very embarrassed and said: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Sister Hua laughed loudly: "I saw a joke, you won't be angry, right? Sister Zixuan?"
Lang Zixuan raised the corners of her lips, smiled at her, and said, "No, I'm going back." She reached out her hand, took Lang Shuoyang's hand, and left.
Sister Hua behind her smiled again: "When did I find a handsome boy as my companion? He is much younger than my Mi Can."
Lang Shuoyang was covering the area below his nose. She might not have recognized him, but she probably wouldn't have told him if she recognized him in this situation.
In the car, Lang Shuoyang and Lang Zixuan mentioned that Sister Hua was the fat woman they met in the karaoke bar that day. Lang Zixuan was a little surprised and sighed and said: "Sister Hua is called Hua Zhiyu. She used to be a beauty, but after she got sick, she ate
Many hormonal drugs later became like this."
"Similar to Zhu Bajie, her husband must not want to look at her, so she went out to find the young master."
Lang Zixuan glanced sideways at Lang Shuoyang and said, "All men are so beautiful. Once a woman's appearance fades, a man will change his mind. Man..."
Lang Shuoyang said: "I'm not that perverted."
"Really?" Lang Zixuan looked at Lang Shuoyang's bloody nose with contempt in her eyes, "You've had a lot of fun today!"
"I didn't look at anything." Lang Shuoyang concealed it awkwardly.
Lang Zixuan said: "Forget it, I won't blame you today. Miffel is nicknamed the little witch and enjoys teasing others all day long. It's best not to provoke her."
Lang Shuoyang asked: "Their family is so unfriendly to you, why do you still treat Brother Can?" After asking, Lang Shuoyang was a little uneasy, wondering if Lang Zixuan would think he was too talkative again, but not this time.
Lang Zixuan said: "Brother Can is a very nice person. He is the only person I can trust in the company. He taught me grappling and fighting, and I taught him some Taoism. He also likes to study these. He has more Taoism books at home than me.
We are called colleagues, but we are actually close friends. If we argue with his family, it would not look stingy."
"He seems to like you very much?" Lang Shuoyang asked cautiously, wondering if he was used to chatting with the women in the village and got into the bad habit of gossip.
"What he thinks is his business. I just think of him as a good friend and a mentor. You know, it was Brother Can who taught me how to remove the grappler from Miffel's arm." Lang Zixuan said with a slight smile on her face.
Showing a bit of pride, he must be trying to treat others the same way as his daughter, and she thinks it's funny.
Lang Shuoyang said: "Sister Zixuan, please teach me your skills, so that I won't have to be so embarrassed when I encounter fat women and the like attacking me in the future."
Lang Zixuan said: "I can teach you, but I'm warning you, Sister Hua is not an easy person, so it's best to stay away from her."
Lang Shuoyang nodded, he had experienced Sister Hua's prowess.
After dinner, Lang Zixuan really wanted to teach him something, but before she taught him, she wanted to see what Lang Shuoyang knew.
Lang Shuoyang demonstrated, breaking the stainless steel kitchen knife in the kitchen with his bare hands. Lang Zixuan nodded in approval. When Lang Shuoyang flew a needle and pricked the eye of the famous painting hanging in her hall, she frowned slightly. The picture of a lady was from that year.
Her father spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy it.
She first taught Lang Shuoyang some capture techniques, saying that he should first learn the art of controlling people, and then learn the Taoist method of controlling ghosts and capturing demons.
For more than ten days, Lang Zixuan taught Lang Shuoyang the grappling techniques and acupuncture points every day. Lang Shuoyang became more and more respectful to this beautiful master who had many skills. He admired her so much that he thought she was the most beautiful master in the world.
She was an invincible figure. She wanted to learn Taoism from her as her teacher, but she also said that she would have to test him for a period of time before she could teach him Maoshan Technique. These days, she and Lang Shuoyang did not leave the house except to buy groceries, so Lang Shuoyang asked her
When she started her career, she said three words: "Stay on your laurels." Every meal they had was sumptuous, and Lang Shuoyang guessed that her capital was still very generous!
In the morning, Lang Zixuan answered a phone call and said he wanted to go out for a while. As a result, he left for the whole day. In the evening, Lang Shuoyang was really bored at home. He practiced flying needles in the hall with the silver needle customized by Lang Zixuan. Last time
Lang Zixuan no longer wants the picture of the lady that he shot through, leaving it as a target for his flying needle.
It was already very late, and Lang Shuoyang was about to go back to the practice room that Lang Zixuan had given him as his bedroom. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Lang Shuoyang came to the door and leaned on the door mirror to take a look. The lights in the corridor were a little dim, but he saw
It was clear that Lang Zixuan was standing against the wall. Maybe she had forgotten the key. He opened the door. Unexpectedly, Lang Zixuan opened the door and fell in. If Lang Shuoyang hadn't hugged her quickly, she would have fallen to the ground.
.Looking at her carefully, Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but be shocked. He saw that her face was pale and she was covered in blood.