Chapter 0015: Recovery from Injuries
After the feast, Akinohui had to return home with her father because she had children to entangle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Before leaving, Qiu Zhihui quietly instructed Lu Ziyun, if you dare to steal my brother, I will never spare you.
When Fang Kun sent her downstairs, she also quietly advised, take a good look at yourself, take a firm stand, if you dare to lose your chastity, see if I will screw you to death?
This kind of instruction doesn't seem to be what my sister should tell my younger brother, but Fang Kun, who was twisted by Qiu Zhihui's soft flesh on his waist and eyes, had to nod his head and agree, and smiled bitterly.
Just as Qiu Zhihui was worried, Lu Ziyun did not guard her father, but in the name of taking care of the injured, she wanted to guard Fang Kun.
Old Man Lu naturally agreed, he felt that his physical condition was too good to be better, and it would not be a problem to live for another ten years, and at the same time, he was guarded by guards and bodyguards, of course, he didn't need his daughter to be in front of him.
Fang Kun also understood Lu Ziyun's methods, and the raging hunger in Sister Ziyun's eyes made him tremble, this lonely man and widow, alone in a room, who dares to guarantee that something will not happen?
Of course, for Fang Kun, this is nothing, nothing more than enjoying a small episode in life.
But the problem is that now, between Lu Ziyun and Qiu Zhihui, the two daughters seem to be competing for the top spot, and it seems to be a battle of will, so they have thrown away their women's reserve.
Qiu Zhihui's advice is still powerful for the current Fang Kun, and it is clear that the pretty widow also belongs to herself, if she loses her body tonight, won't she be sad?
Even if she and Ziyun have a deep personal friendship, it is their business, but in the fight for men, sisters may not be affectionate.
Everything else can be tolerated, but in this regard, they must not give in to each other, even if it is only after succession, it can also decide who has more weight in Fang Kun's heart.
Obviously, in this regard, Akinohui has the advantage.
She sat in her father's car, still not angry at the opportunity left to Lu Ziyun near the water.
The heart is even more anxious, afraid that Fang Kun, who is not involved in the affairs of men and women, will not be able to seduce, after all, Ziyun has rich experience, superb skills, and is at the threshold of hunger and thirst, let herself believe that she will not eat Fang Kun tonight, is that possible?
And this anxious heart also made Qiu Zhihui realize that more than 50 days after her husband's death, she actually threw herself into another emotion? God, am I Qiu Zhihui such a shameless and shameless woman?
In the face of sticking to the traditional moral limit and new emotional encounters, Qiu Zhihui is in a dilemma.
While blaming herself, Fang Kun's pale and handsome face kept coming to her mind, but she had to admit in her heart that Fang Kun's actions had moved her, even if he was young, she had to admit that her heart had loosened and had been branded into his shadow.
The child was in his arms, he was already sleeping sweetly, thinking of the affectionate intersection between his baby son and Fang Kun, he didn't have to worry about them not getting along.
Qiu Zhihui knows that now is his own problem, remarrying, impossible, for the sake of the child, he will not remarry, and he will not let him suffer a little grievance, then, he can't jump out of the worldly self of seven emotions and six customs, and the only choice left is to find a reliable lover.
Now, the target has appeared, which is Fang Kun, who is much smaller than himself.
The car slid across the long street, getting farther and farther away from the Huaqing Hotel, and Qiu Zhihui's heart became more and more anxious and uneasy.
I never thought that I would have such anxiety for a little man who only spent two days together.
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Fang Kun's brain was still smart, and he thought of the best way to protect himself.
Therefore, he did not break away from the truth at the first time.
Instead, he led Wuzhen back to Suite 1808, but Lu Ziyun glanced at the light bulb Wuzhen, this thing, no eyesight?
After entering the room, Fang Kun said to Wu Zhen and Ziyun very seriously: "I will heal my injuries tonight, if I am suppressing, the recovery period will become longer, Wu Zhen, you protect the Fa for me, and there are no factors that disturb me." ā
"Yes, Uncle Junior. ā
Lu Ziyun, who heard this, rolled her eyes, eh, is there a mistake? The old lady thought that tonight was a good opportunity to seize the golden opportunity in front of Qiu Zhihui, but it was gone?
Fang Kun said to Ziyun: "Sister Yun, I may practice all night, you should go and rest early." ā
"Oh,"
Lu Ziyun replied weakly, but her beautiful eyes were full of resentment.
She turned to her bedroom to rest.
Wuzhen smiled silently, "Uncle Xiaoshi, you can't see it, this beautiful woman wants to eat you, what kind of purity are you pretending?"
Fang Kun glared at him, and said in a low voice: "On your head, is Dad like your pig brain?"
"What do you mean?"
"Pig head, did you say that Qiu Zhihui was a little interesting to me?"
"Yes, that's why I envy Uncle Xiaoshi, your Monkey King's blessings, it's all done, the master said, you have to be casual, go with the flow, if you have traces, it will hinder your cultivation." ā
", you're qualified to teach me a lesson?"
Fang Kun scolded him disdainfully, "You are still tender in pickling girls, and the current intelligence shape, I can only go to Qiu Zhihui first, and then Lu Ziyun, do you understand? ā
"What's the difference?"
"Come first and come first, without Qiu Zhihui, you won't be able to get to know Lu Ziyun, Lu may come from behind, can Qiu feel comfortable? ā
"Uh, it's really, Uncle Xiao is Uncle Xiao, even the technique of picking up girls is so exquisite, by the way, Uncle Xiao, are you Gui Geng?"
"Void Fourteen. ā
"I'm going, it's only fourteen, how can you have more means and theories than I do?"
"Because I'm a human brain, and you're a pig's head. ā
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Wu Zhen is white-eyed.
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The third volume of the Taoist canon, "Vermilion Bird God", is a bit of the smallpox of the "Three Flowers" and the flavor of "refining the gods and returning to the void".
Among the three spirits, spirits, spirits, and gods, gods are the most high-grade, and godlessness will not lead to death, but if there is no god, you will definitely not reach the high-end level of cultivation, that is, if you look at an ordinary person, whether there is a 'god' can also judge the signs and states of all aspects of the person.
The 'god' of a practitioner is more related to the level of the cultivation realm, and if there is no god, it will answer that sentence, only having its form, not its god.
"Suzaku God" is about the practice of 'god'.
God is a kind of brilliance that can seep out from the inside out, the kind that can see people, it can be reflected in a person's actions, sitting, lying and walking, etc., and the gestures bring out the kind of momentum that can make people focus.
The inner connotation of Shenhua is a kind of realm, a kind of cultivation height, and the overflowing Shenhua is even more incredible.
In the second volume of "White Tiger Will", the cultivation of the mind, will, and perseverance, only the great determination and perseverance that are not afraid of death, can condense the firm will to destroy everything, and this foundation is the cornerstone of 'cultivating the gods'.
Fang Kun experienced the drawing of the blood talisman, the process can be described as dangerous, he was almost baptized by the thunder, if his mind is a little worse, he will give up, then it will plant the shadow of fear of death, and his future cultivation is very unfavorable.
It was his indomitable perseverance that led to a breakthrough.
While exercising his skills to heal his wounds, Fang Kun also ran the "Vermilion Bird God" technique, making himself enter a closed and silent space.
There is no heaven, no earth, no self, no other;
Only the gods of nothingness are wandering through this space that is as silent as death.
Fang Kun forgot everything, forgot the body, forgot the pain, released his spirit, let it wander, and then condensed.
And the silence of cultivating the gods cannot be described in words.
I don't know how many times I went through wandering and condensing, and when my heart was tired, Fang Kun took back the condensed god.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Akinoe's concerned eyes.
Qiu Zhihui sat quietly opposite her, and when she saw Fang Kun open her eyes, a delicate smile bloomed on her pretty face.
"You've finally woken up, it's past noon. ā
It turned out that it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Fang Kun, who was sitting cross-legged, stretched his body, got up and left his seat, his body did not feel uncomfortable because he had been sitting for a long time, because he had been practicing luck in his body, and he had traveled through hundreds of meridians, and after 12 hours of practice, he found that yesterday's injury had healed without medicine.
I can even clearly feel that it is better than the state before the injury.
"Sister, when did you come?"
"The morning came. ā
Akinoe looked at her watch and replied.
But there was a voice from over there, "To be exact, it's half past six in the morning." ā
As soon as this goods were corrected, Qiu Zhihui's pretty face turned red.
And Fang Kun's gaze became even more burning as he looked at her.
Qiu Zhihui avoided Fang Kun's gaze weakly, raised his hand and swept a strand of hair on the side of his forehead, "Oh, I got up early, I came over when I was fine, aren't you injured, I'm a little worried about you." ā
She explained, hiding the real reason for the weakness of her heart.
Fortunately, as soon as I rushed over, I heard Wuzhen say that as soon as I returned to the room last night, Uncle Xiao decided to use exercises to heal his injuries and did nothing else.
Qiu Zhihui was relieved, the matter was closed, because of last night's anxiety, she didn't sleep well, tossing and turning, only fell asleep in the middle of the night, woke up to the child's shouting in the early morning, and stuffed the baby son into the mother's bed, and hurried to the hotel.
Ask Qing Wuzhen, when will your little uncle wake up? Wuzhen said that he didn't know, it could be noon, it could be afternoon, and it was more likely that he would sit until evening, but no one could disturb him, otherwise he might go mad.
Qiu Zhihui sat on the sofa opposite Fang Kun, and squinted for a while, but this squint, she actually squinted for three or four hours, and when she opened her eyes, it was almost noon, and it turned out that Fang Kun had not woken up yet.
She washed her face or something, sat here and waited, and finally woke up Fang Kun at almost two o'clock.
As for Lu Ziyun, when she got up in the morning, she saw that Fang Kun was still meditating, Qiu Zhihui was asleep on the sofa, she didn't do anything good, she went to the old man's side to look, and she hasn't come over yet.
"Your face looks much better, not as pale as yesterday, are you hungry?
"I'm a little hungry, but I don't really want to eat, I'll take a shower first, this time I'll work with luck, discharge some impurities in my body, and I smell a little unpleasant, sister, you sit down first." ā
Fang Kun said, and hurriedly went to the bathroom.
Qiu Zhihui snorted, and saw that Fang Kun seemed to be really fine, so he was completely relieved.
"Hehe, that, Sister Qiu, I'm hungry. ā
Wu Zhen said.
Poof, Qiu Zhihui laughed, "Are you hungry and don't know how to find something to eat?
"I'm afraid I don't have the blessing to enjoy Sister Qiu's feeding, my little uncle won't kill me?" I'll go to the restaurant to get some myself, but I don't have any money on me, Sister Qiu, look ......?"
This guy is thicker than the southern city wall.
Qiu Zhihui took the small bag in his hand, took out the wallet, drew a few hundred yuan bills and handed them to him.
"Well, Sister Qiu, a hundred yuan is enough. ā
said so, but he was not polite in his hand, he grabbed it all, didn't count, and stuffed it in his pocket.
It made Akinoe smile.
Because of Fang Kun's relationship, she wouldn't have any opinion on Wuzhen, after all, these are trivial things, not worth it.
Fang Kun washed and tossed for forty or fifty minutes, afraid that there would be a peculiar smell on his body, so the bath liquid was put on three or four times.
When I came out again, I felt refreshed.
And the handsome young man with white teeth and red lips in Qiu Zhihui's impression has returned to his original appearance, and he seems to be a little more energetic.
"Sister, you didn't have lunch either, did you?"
"I'm not hungry. ā
Qiu Zhihui didn't say whether to eat or not, only said that she was not hungry.
"You're not hungry, I'm hungry, when I took a shower just now, my stomach growled, let's go down and eat something. ā
"Well, Satoru is really hungry, so go down first. ā
"That's a meal, and it's a shame that he can keep me awake, and it's considered dutiful. ā
Qiu Zhihui came over and straightened the collar of Fang Kun's clothes, "Why do I think this dress on your body doesn't fit well?"
"Uh, oh, it was Wu Zhen's master who sent someone to buy it casually at the foot of the mountain, my previous clothes were torn out from practice a few days ago, and I haven't had time to buy another outfit. ā
"Then after eating, let's go to the mall and let my sister pack you. ā
"Okay, I also see your taste, sister. ā
"Don't worry, I promise to make you shine, and when your female classmates see you, they will be fascinated one by one. ā
"Uh, so will my waist be pinched black and purple by someone?"
"Huh, you can't spit out ivory ......."
Qiu Zhihui suddenly reacted, pinching the soft flesh of his waist and eyes last night, and his pretty face was slightly red.
When he reached out to beat him, he had already staggered forward, "Let's go, eat enough and go to the mall." ā
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At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Kun, Qiu Zhihui, and Wu Zhen came out of a large commercial building, carrying several bags in their hands.
This trip is a full return, not only Fang Kun bought a lot of clothes, from the inside to the outside, including shoes and socks, even Wuzhen also took the opportunity to pick and choose the eye-catching, anyway, someone checks out, don't be in vain.
Fang Kun also took the card, and when he was about to pay the bill, he was glared at by Qiu Zhihui, and he dropped the card back in his pocket in a frightened way.
They entered the parking lot and got on Qiu Zhihui's car BMW X6, which is the top configuration, and 3.2 million was used after all the expenses were in place.
The fork six is not as flamboyant as Bentley or Phantom, but it is also a first-class luxury car, relatively speaking, Qiu Zhihui prefers this one.
Wu Zhen snatched the passenger seat, like a turtle, his eyes were full of salivation for the car.
"Uncle Junior, when will I have such a luxury car?"
"I'll find you a job when you go back, you work for half a year and eight months, maybe you can buy a car. ā
"I'm going to buy a car wheel? I'm just going to be a duck, and if I'm lucky, I'll bump into a rich woman, and I won't have a car or a house?"
"Then you go for plastic surgery first, with your shoe handle face, I'm afraid that the appearance is not enough. ā
Poof, Akinohui laughed out loud at the conversation between the two guys.
Wuzhen turned his head, pointed to his face, and asked Qiu Zhihui, "Sister Qiu, am I as ugly as he said, is this too exaggerated?"
"Well, don't fix it, you can do it this way, he was obviously jealous of you. ā
Now Wu was really proud, "Haha, Uncle Xiao, listen, listen, Sister Qiu, you are jealous of me, right?"
"I'm jealous, I'm jealous of you, yes, you should be jealous of you, but your sister Qiu's vision is still good, she said you can do it, you must do it, by the way, sister, do you have any rich girlfriends, introduce me to Wuzhen." ā
"Yes, but I'm a little older. ā
Wu Zhen's eyes were round, and he hurriedly asked, "How old is it? Is there a lot of money? Age is a trivial matter, the key is money." ā
"It's a lot of money, and I'm not too old, just fifty. ā
Poof, Wuzhen sprayed directly, "He, find me a grandmother?"
"Haha......"
Fang Kun laughed in the back and twitched.
Autumn Megumi also giggled, and the BMW fork six was a little floating.
"Sister, you should be steady, don't get on the road, okay?
Fang Kun was behind him, reaching out and patting Autumn Megumi on the shoulder.
Qiu Zhihui suppressed her laughter and held her direction steadily, "Of course I can, but you, do you have a driver's license?"
"Uh, do I need a driver's license to drive?"
Fang Kun said that in the previous life, he only got a driver's license after driving N years, and he had been driving without a license before, and he got a driver's license because of a traffic accident, so he quickly found someone to get one.
Qiu Zhihui rolled her eyes, "Then you can sit down obediently for me." ā
Fork Six drove out of the parking lot and turned onto the main road.
At this time, Fang Kun's mobile phone rang.
"Hey, hey. ā
"Is it Fang Kun?"
"Uh, it's me, you, you're Teacher Xue?"
The female voice at the end of the line became clear in Fang Kun's memory, allowing him to combine his voice with a dignified face.
Teacher Xue is the homeroom teacher of Fang Kun's first year of junior high school, and he will be promoted to the second year of junior high school when the school starts in September, and Mr. Xue will also be the homeroom teacher of their class.
"It's me, Fang Kun, your injuries last time are all healed, right?"
"Well, it's all right, teacher, if there's anything, you just say. ā
"Our class held an entertainment event this summer, I asked if you would like to participate?"
"Well, group activities, of course I should participate, when?"
"I sent a notice before the holiday, but you were hospitalized due to injury, and you may not have been notified, you have time, go to the QQ group of our class, there is a text in the group file, about this event, you can understand it if you look at it, and then leave a message to me in QQ, do you want to participate in it, and if you don't participate, it's not reluctant, it's purely voluntary. ā
"Okay, teacher, I'll go home and watch it on the Internet. ā
"Well, that's it. ā
"Goodbye, teacher, thank you for remembering me. ā
The last sentence is quite helpless Mr. Xue, I want to forget you or ignore you, I'm afraid that you, the little devil, will trouble me afterwards.
Of course, Fang Kun didn't know that Teacher Xue slandered him, but Xiao Zhi, who was the school flower and the class flower, came to mind.
Xiao Zhi, known as the overlord flower, is the flower that beat Fang Kun into the hospital.
At this time, Fang Kun had a desire to meet her face to face.