I don't know if Qiao Si is really busy or fake, anyway, she left He Bangwei and Yang Qiong at home.

This will make He Bangwei finally feel a little bit of taste, and he noticed that his girlfriend was not very happy.

He pondered for a while, and then gave an eviction order to Yang Qiong, who was looking at him from the side: "You go to the local martial arts hall first and communicate more." "Isn't this girl here to communicate, then let's communicate.

When Yang Qiong heard this, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything, just said goodbye to Sect Master He.

After she left, He Bangwei shook his head and began to think about his kung fu breakthrough again.

……

Qiao Si snorted out of the villa, and immediately called the people from the martial arts hall as soon as she touched the phone-she is now Boss Qiao's style is getting stronger and stronger.

"Let's go, go to the martial arts hall." Got into the car, she commanded.

The driver lives nearby, he is a local, he is a good root, and he is a reassuring person selected by Zhou Tianyi.

Joss grabbed his right hand with his left hand, and seemed to treat his right hand as his boyfriend, clutching it hard.

Bastard!

Bastard!

Mess with flowers!

Mess with flowers!

She would sit in the back seat, full of grumbling, completely lacking the calmness of being at home before.

Oh my God, it's just unkempt, the competition was actually beaten, although Qiao Si only lost one move, but he felt as if he had been beaten very badly.

Thinking of this, the girl touched her armpit, and suddenly touched the fabric that had been cut by Yang Qiong's soft sword just now, and she was suddenly even more annoyed.

Wait!

Her gloomy expression was seen by the driver from the rearview mirror, and she suddenly shuddered in her heart, Boss Qiao seemed to be in a bad mood, I don't know who will be unlucky this time!

The martial arts hall in Vladivostok is probably the most closely connected with the ordinary Chinese people in Russian cities, benefiting from the special geographical location and complex historical background, most of the disciples and apprentices of the martial arts hall are traditional models, food, clothing and housing are responsible for the martial arts hall, and they are considered martial arts hall people before leaving the school.

Boss Qiao's prestige is not only resounding in other martial arts halls, but also very intimidating for apprentices who are closely related to his own martial arts hall.

The martial arts hall that Joss is using now is a branch library before Zhou Tianyi, and it was directly renovated and used as a central liaison place for the local martial arts alliance.

Slowly calming down the emotions in his heart, Joss bit his lip, and suddenly showed a hint of a smile, and a hint of blush appeared on his face.

The driver just glanced at it, and was stunned when he saw Boss Qiao's demeanor.

Joss noticed that he immediately glared at him, and the driver quickly drove as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The girl sat in the back and slowly thought about her thoughts, and for a long time she didn't know what kind of decision she had made, and her demeanor returned to normal.

When he arrived at the martial arts hall, Qiao Si got out of the car, and in an instant, his face was full of solemnity, and he became Boss Qiao again.

……

He Bangwei has been staying in the villa all day to ponder the kung fu thing, he feels that he is only the last layer away from breaking through, but this layer of obstacle makes him unable to see how to do it, and can only continue to simulate and scrutinize in the consciousness body in his mind.

Ni Wen went downstairs again to read on the sofa after the outsiders left, and talked to him without a match, and He Bangwei also responded with a match.

One of the two reads and the other thinks, but they also complement each other.

At dinner time, Ni Wen made a few home-cooked stir-fries, which were unexpectedly delicious.

He is a man who is not easily conquered, because many aspects are seen lightly; He is also an easily conquered person because he is a foodie.

Ni Wen noticed that He Bangwei seemed to be a little energetic after dinner, so he asked, "How are you getting along with Sisi recently?" ”

"That's good." He Bangwei didn't think anything.

"Hmm......" Ni Wen thought this was his excuse and continued to ask, "She's a little too busy with the matter of the martial arts hall now." It's so late and I haven't come back yet. She was testing her hairy foot son-in-law, in a complaining tone.

"That's right, it's very much time to practice." Ho Bangwei clearly looks at the problem from a different angle.

Ni Wen frowned and stretched out, looking at the young man on the side - He Bangwei's eyes gave people a very special feeling, not as pure as a child, nor as complex as an adult.

"Do you like Sisi very much?" She asked the obvious question.

"That's right." He Bangwei replied without hesitation.

Ni Wen hesitated, but said, "Okay." Then he didn't say anything more, just read the book and went back upstairs.

He Bangwei was inexplicably a little too many times today, he didn't want to shake his head anymore, and sat quietly on the sofa alone and continued to think.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the door of the villa rang.

Joss entered the door and saw the living room light on, and Yang Yang sat inside, with a smile on his face.

When she walked into the living room, she restrained her smile and deliberately said, "Your little fan is gone?" ”

"What fans?" He Bangwei reacted a beat slower and asked rhetorically.

"Look at the way Yang Qiong looks at you, isn't it your fan."

"Hmm......" He Bangwei hesitated.

"Hmph." Joss gritted his teeth, and then said lightly, "Have you taken a bath?" ”

"Huh? Not really. He Bangwei replied, feeling that Qiaoqiao's strange state was still continuing.

"Then don't hurry up and wash it, and then hurry up to sleep." The girl feigned anger.

Is it better for Qiao Qiao to follow her in this state, He Bangwei thought about it, and obediently went upstairs to wash up and get ready for bed.

Whitewashing, whitewashing, whitewashing, everything is over, He Bangwei entered his room, turned off the light, and continued to think about kung fu while lying on the bed.

At half past ten in the evening, He Bangwei was immersed in his own thoughts, as if he was asleep.

"Pedal pedal pedal blah."

There was a sound of footsteps outside, from far to near, from heavy to light, and there was silence at the door for a while.

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and in the dim light, a figure flashed in. (To be continued.) )