Yang Chenhong's mention made Le Zitao very excited, thinking that when she was still in her own home, she often caught her good travel friends and good food friends to practice, after coming here, in addition to fighting with Yang Chenhong a few times, there was no chance, if it wasn't for the tofu exercise every day, she would really doubt whether her bones would rust.

The two avoided the patrolling Fang Ding and Wu Hou, and came to the abandoned garden where she hadn't been here for a long time, and still had a discussion in front of the small building.

However, although it is a practice, Le Zitao has no room to make a move, she knows that Yang Chenhong's kung fu is much more than her, so she has no scruples about making moves, and she can't hurt him anyway, right? On the contrary, Yang Chenhong was more timid, afraid that one would hurt her, or that she would hurt herself by overexerting too much force.

After playing for nearly an hour, Le Zitao's body was not as good as him, and his moves gradually slowed down, and Yang Chenhong buckled her wrist, and with a reversal, he buckled it in his arms.

"Convincing or not?" Yang Chenhong couldn't help but pant a little after this, and looked at her who was also sweating with a slightly sideways face and asked in a low voice.

"Not convinced." Le Zitao glanced at him, his eyes flowed, and in the faint moonlight, he was so amorous.

Yang Chenhong couldn't help but stare at it, and his movements were subconsciously soft.

But at this moment, Le Zitao grabbed his hands, his body was short and twisted, and he got rid of his confinement, and then pushed directly, took a few steps back, left his attack range, and raised his chin at him quite proudly.

Yang Chenhong looked at his hand and couldn't help grinning helplessly, what a cunning girl, she actually took advantage of his uncertainty to counter him, and she was so proud.

"I'm tired, don't fight." Yang Chenhong let out a long breath, sat casually on the steps on the side, propped his hands on the ground behind him, and looked up at her, "Sit and rest for a while and then go back." ”

Le Zitao walked over slowly, and sat on the steps beside him with a big grin to adjust his breathing.

It's been a long time since I've been so comfortable, it's so happy!!

"Whew~ I didn't expect you to be so able to fight." Yang Chenhong exhaled again, stretched out one leg and looked at her, with a lot of appreciation in his words.

"Convincing or not?" Le Zitao grinned, turned his head to look at him, just now he asked her if she was convinced, but now she turned against him.

"Hehe~~" Yang Chenhong chuckled, supported his elbows on the ground, gave a thumbs up to Le Zitao, and praised her without hesitation, "Not bad." ”

"It's not early, go home and wash and sleep." Le Zitao adjusted after a few breaths, and it had calmed down, but the sweat on her body was still not early, and she didn't dare to continue to blow the wind here, so she propped up her knees.

"Okay, go home." Yang Chenhong said happily and got up.

"This place was originally also the Yang family?" Le Zitao walked in front, looked at the desolate garden, and suddenly asked.

"Well, since the old ...... Since all the men in the General's Mansion were killed in battle, the old lady abandoned this place and forbade the Yang family to come here. Yang Chenhong nodded.

"And you came back before?" Le Zitao glanced back at him and asked.

"Sneaking in, they don't know." Yang Chenhong raised his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes at her, walked a few steps quickly, reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Go, go home and sleep." ”

"Go, that's my house." Le Zitao sounded a little awkward, smacked him, twisted his wrist and tried to break free.

Yang Chenhong grinned and grinned: "Now I also live there, isn't it also my home?" ”

"Who agreed?" Le Zitao glared at him, and when he saw that he couldn't break free, he directly attacked with a punch.

Yang Chenhong reacted quickly to block it, but she quickly withdrew her hand.

Le Zitao succeeded and immediately rushed forward.

"Don't run." Yang Chenhong stood in place and looked at her back helplessly, shook his head, shouted with a smile and chased after her, but he didn't use light skills, just pure running, but even so, where was Le Zitao's opponent, he was quickly caught up, "Look where you run." ”

"It's not fair, you're going to work lightly, I won't." Le Zitao pointed at him and pouted.

"Where did I use light work?" Yang Chenhong spread his hands very innocently, "If I loosen my skills, do I still need to run?" Zhila is waiting for you in front. ”

"Then you mean, you play cat catch...... Ahem. Le Zitao said this, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and stopped.

"Poof~~ Are you a mouse? I'm not a cat. Yang Chenhong laughed.

"What sound?" Suddenly there was a suspicious voice outside.

Le Zitao didn't want to step forward and cover his mouth, and at the same time covered his own mouth, his eyes dripping and motioning to the other side of the wall.

The two of them were making a fuss just now, and they didn't pay attention for a while when they had reached the wall, which was very close to the street, and the one outside was probably the patrolling Fang Ding or Wuhou.

"It seems to have come from this garden, go in and have a look." Someone said vaguely.

"Let's go."

"Let's go." When Yang Chenhong heard the sound, he immediately pulled down Le Zitao's hand and whispered, pulling back.

He was familiar with the way here, and he didn't care about the people behind him, he took Le Zitao to turn left and right, and soon went around to the wall on the other side, directly hugged Le Zitao's waist, jumped out of the wall, and after coming out, he didn't let go of her, and directly grabbed her waist and swept through a street, and then let go of her.

"Ouch, it's good." Le Zitao gave him a thumbs up and looked back.

"Average." Yang Chenhong couldn't help but laugh and replied, "That voice just now seems to be your Ajiang." ”

"What's mine?" Le Zitao glanced at him, turned his head and left, "Hurry up, when they come, you should go directly to the government prison." ”

"How can there be such a strict zhòng." Yang Chenhong didn't think so, he looked back at the empty street, his eyes flashed slightly, that Ah Jiang was too diligent in running her house, he had to keep people away......

Le Zitao didn't notice his expression, she ran directly to her house, and climbed over the wall into her yard very familiarly, as for Yang Chenhong, she didn't worry, his kung fu was above her.

Alas, just look at her mixing, walking through her own house and going over the wall, it seems that she is getting more and more deviated to the left side of the door.

Le Zitao sighed and went directly back to the kitchen, ready to boil water for a bath.

Not long after, Yang Chenhong also followed.

The two of them didn't delay any longer, boiled the water and went back to their rooms to rinse, and rested separately.

After loosening her muscles and bones, Le Zitao lay down at this time, but the whole person relaxed, she began to think carefully about the handling method of the shop, thinking about talking to Mrs. Liu tomorrow......

And the Wucheng Bridge next door, at this time, also pillowed his head with his hands, looking at the top of the tent in the dark and pondering: in the end...... How do you keep the rain away......