The matter of martial arts, in the words of the teachers and fathers, is three points by talent, seven points by diligence, and the rest must be handed over to time. Because only after the polishing of time can the real thing be precipitated. But there are very few exceptions, because of their talents, they are always faster than others to understand.

Legend has it that in the history of Yanwutang, there was a talented elder brother who had a very high level of understanding, and he achieved something in just a few years, and he was a legendary. However, even such an outstanding apprentice honestly practiced the basic skills under Lao Wu's nose for two years before entering the actual combat training. Therefore, when the female disciple who had been here for less than half a year and had mediocre qualifications suddenly started actual combat training under the guidance of Lao Wu, everyone was shocked.

It is now the closing time in the afternoon, and Ah Cheng is taking his juniors and disciples to do daily training. The flying fish who practiced with him was obviously absent-minded, and from time to time he peeked at the shadow standing at the other end of the field from the corner of his eye.

The girl tilted her head slightly, her eyes focused on the elder in front of her, and seemed to be listening carefully. The young man on the side was standing idly, looking a little lazy.

Feiyu glanced at the young man fiercely, feeling that he just didn't agree with this person: "Second senior brother, look at that stinky boy's nasty appearance, it really makes people look more and more unpleasant!"

Ah Cheng couldn't cry or laugh, raised his hand and knocked on his head, scolding: "You concentrate on it, don't look around, if you don't practice well, the master will scold you again." ”

Feiyu was very unconvinced, and immediately said: "Why didn't Master scold him?

Now Ah Cheng's heart is also entangled, should he train this junior brother who is always unreliable? But it's really training...... Ah Cheng couldn't help but recall the painful experience of being "trained" by the senior brother back then, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It's just that, let's be a gentle brother......

Feiyu didn't know these entanglements in Ah Cheng's heart at the moment, and he was still looking around by himself. Jiang Qiao on the other end had already squatted down, carefully selecting the handband on the ground, and he could just see her white glowing neck, and the faint collarbone that went down her neck...... At this moment, he felt a sharp gaze rushing to his face, which made him shudder. There was a deviation in the hand, and I didn't catch this trick. Originally, with Ah Cheng's strength, there was no problem in keeping his hand in time, but unexpectedly, even Ah Cheng was distracted today, and Feiyu didn't even have time to hide, the wind in his ears rose sharply, and he exhaled with a palm!

Hearing only a scream of "ouch", he squatted down with his head in his hands, looking very painful. Ah Cheng, who came back to his senses, hurriedly squatted down to investigate, while asking nervously.

The young man over there gently hooked the corners of his lips and rolled his eyes that no one saw.

Because of the injury, Feiyu had to stop training, and after Lao Wu confirmed that there was no major problem, he went to the side to rest.

After a short hiccup, everything continues.

Jiang Qiao was still squatting on the ground, worried about the pile of various handbands in front of him. Because she was in a hurry to practice, she didn't have time to buy her own hand wrap. But...... It's really not that she's picky, the pile of cloth in front of her that exudes a thick smell of sweat, and the black paint can't be seen in its original color, does she really want to choose one to wear?

Pei Yi held his hands and looked at it for a while, and felt that he had seen enough, so he reached into his pocket and was about to take out something. The flying fish came out of nowhere, covering the ice pack on his head with one hand, and holding two purple hand bands full of anger in the other hand, and handed them to Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao: "?"

A flush appeared on Feiyu's face, and he said writhingly, "Little ...... Little junior sister, you, if you don't dislike it...... Just use mine, I just washed it the other day!"

Jiang Qiao was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to reach out and pick it up. Although the pair of purple handbands in front of him did look much better than the pile on the ground, they ......

"Use mine. ”

A cold voice sounded in his ears, and a pair of light blue handbands jumped into view. Jiang Qiao blinked, a little dazed. The light blue handband was neatly rolled, lying quietly in the broad palm of the young man in front of him. It didn't look new, it had been washed white in many places, and it smelled of soap.

Jiang Qiao didn't dare to take it anymore.

What the hell? The black-hearted little uncle suddenly changed sex? He was so approachable that he was willing to share his personal belongings with her?

Feiyu, who was left to dry, felt that he could fight for it again, and when he was about to speak, he saw that Pei Yi had already grabbed Jiang Qiao's hand without saying anything, and began to wrap the bracelet for her.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

That's too much!

Feiyu felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, but he was helplessly grabbed by the back of his neck from behind and carried away like a chick.

The afternoon sun pours in, warm and warm. The light blue cloth strip was firmly held in the boy's hand, skillfully circled, and the layers shuttled back and forth between the girl's thin white palms and fingers. They were so close that the rumbling sound of their heartbeats seemed to burst out of their cocoons. In the condensed air, the skin that is occasionally touched inadvertently begins to burn, slowly spreading from the palms, arms, shoulders, and cheeks to the cheeks......

"Why is your face so red?"

Jiang Qiao woke up suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to touch his face, but found that his hand was still firmly held in Pei Yi's palm.

"Tsk, don't move, it's almost ready. ”

The tone was still as impatient as ever, but the eyes were a little dodgy for some reason. Looking at Pei Yi again, she was still expressionless, if it weren't for the suspicious flush at the base of her ears that betrayed something, Jiang Qiao really thought that she was dazzled.

"Alright. ”

After tying the last knot, Pei Yi took two steps back: "You try to move it and see if it will be too tight." ”

In fact, he was also a little nervous, after all, this was the first time to wrap someone else's hand, and he had no experience.

Jiang Qiao raised his two palms and moved, feeling that the tightness was just right. When I looked at it carefully, I felt that my brain was a little painful, and this layer by layer was too complicated...... I was in a daze just now, and I didn't remember it at all, can I teach it again?

"Hmm...... Thank you ......."

"No thanks. ”

"That...... Next, next time ......"

"Wrap yourself next time. ”

“……”

She knew it.