"Huh?" Ling Chuxi blinked his eyes, looking at Luo Li, who was acting strangely at the moment, a little unclear. What the hell is going on, how do you think Luo Li is taboo or something.

"Then we'll go in first." Ling Chuxi followed behind Cao Zhibai and walked towards the courtyard.

Luo Li nodded with a strange face, and stood motionless.

Ling Chuxi was very puzzled by Luo Li's attitude, because she seemed to see a painful emotion in Luo Li's eyes. What does that mean?

Next, Ling Chuxi understood what was going on.

Cao Zhibai just pushed open the door, and shouted happily: "Wenqing, I invited the master back this time, and I will definitely be able to heal your leg!" ”

What answered Cao Zhibai was a sharp whip, with a hula sound, the whip rolled up a teacup and smashed it accurately on the door frame, and then the tea splashed Cao Zhibai's body. Ling Chuxi's eyes were quick, and he stepped back suddenly, so that he was not splashed by the tea.

"The old lady doesn't need it! Give the old lady a go! There was a crisp female voice inside, but it was domineering!

"Wen Qing, don't do this, your legs can really be healed this time. Really, really! Cao Zhibai didn't care about the tea stains on his body, and said bitterly, "Really, good Wenqing, believe me again." ”

"Anyway, the old lady doesn't need it!" With the sound of coquettish cheers, there was a grunt in the room, and Ling Chuxi stood at the door and looked inside, and saw a woman in her early twenties, sitting in a simple wooden wheelchair, slowly sliding out. Thinking about it, this woman is Cao Zhibai's sweetheart, and Wen Qing. With a beautiful face and heroic spirit, the whip in his hand was wrapped around his arm, and he stared at Cao Zhibai.

"Wenqing, don't give up on yourself, I said that no matter what you become, I will take care of you, for the rest of your life!" Cao Zhibai leaned forward anxiously.

Then Ling Chuxi saw a scene that made her jaw-dropping, the whip in Wen Qing's hand was waved and rolled around Cao Zhibai's waist, and then with a flick, Cao Zhibai was simply thrown out of the house. Ling Chuxi watched a lump of Cao Zhibai fly out of front of his eyes. Then Cao Zhibai rolled around the courtyard a few times in embarrassment, and Luo Li stepped forward and helped him up skillfully.

Your uncle's! Cao Zhibai, this is the woman who is very gentle in your mouth, and tender like water? This fierce one is a tigress at all, right? With her skills, she needs to be taken care of by a weak scholar like you? Someone can poke you to death with a finger, right? Now I finally understand why Luo Liwei didn't come in. and the position where Luo Li stood, it seemed that he had long predicted that Cao Zhibai would be thrown there. Look at the action of helping, that is called a skillful one!

"You are the master invited by Cao Zhibai's fool?" Wen Qing withdrew his whip, turned his head to look at Ling Chuxi, smiled faintly, and his tone was very polite, "Please go back, I know my own injuries." It is simply impossible to stand up again. That fool didn't believe it, so he went around asking me for a doctor. It's stupid. ”

"If you don't try, how can you know the way?" Ling Chuxi looked at Wen Qing's weakly hanging legs and asked calmly. Although Wen Qing's attitude towards Cao Zhibai was bad, Ling Chuxi peeked into this woman's deep affection from Wen Qing's few short words.