If Wei Qing was just angry before, then right now, the angry active volcano in his body erupted with a "bang": "Stinky boy, are you looking for a beating?" ”

Wei Qing jumped down from the chair, clenched his little fist and beckoned to Yun Mubai.

A spirit in the Wei court shouted: "Ah Qing! ”

It's broken, it's broken, and none of the adults are here, so if it's really beaten, how can you get it? As soon as Wei Tingzhong flashed, he wanted to hurry over and pull Wei Qing down. But after all, he was a little far away from these two children, and seeing that his daughter's little pink fist was about to slap on Yun Mubai's face, he screamed in his heart at the moment. At this critical moment, a black figure lay between the two children, Wei Qing didn't see what was going on at all, and the punch hit the black wall in front of him.

"Oops." Wei Qing couldn't help but cry out in pain, she quickly withdrew her fist and spread it out, shook her little hand that was shaking up and down, and raised her eyes to see a young man standing opposite who should be in his early twenties, this person was wearing black clothes, his hair was tied up high------ it turned out to be the servant like a wooden man who had been standing behind Yun Mubai.

Wei Qing stared at him with straight eyes, and when she came in just now, she wondered why Shangshufu dared to let a child go out casually, now she completely understood: It's not that the Yunfu has a big heart, it is really protected by a master, and people don't have to worry about it at all.

Originally, Wei Qing's punch was riveted with new hatred and old hatred, but his little hand shook and hurt, but the person in front of him did not move at all, and his face was expressionless. Wei Qing deeply felt that he was impulsive again: impulsiveness is the devil, why don't he have a long memory?

The hanging boulder in the Weiting Center finally fell to the ground with a "snap": Fortunately, the punch didn't hit. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the man in black twice, from the moment he entered the door, Wei Tingzhong, with his years of experience in martial arts, felt an extremely cold and dangerous aura on this person, as if the person standing there was not a big living person, but more like a sharp dagger with cold air.

Having such an aura at the age of twenty is really frightening.

"Yun Shu." Listening to Yun Mubai's voice coming from behind him, the human wall turned his head slightly, and then retreated behind Yun Mubai obediently.

Wei Qing's brain was much clearer because of the pain in her hands, she rubbed her red little hands while glaring at Yun Mubai viciously, but the soles of her feet rubbed back little by little very sincerely: As the saying goes, 'A good man doesn't suffer losses in front of him', isn't it okay for her Wei Qing to admit it? Since we can't beat it, let's "the gentleman doesn't use his mouth".

Yun Mubai looked at Wei Qing's fierce little eyes that were cautiously retracted into the chair, and couldn't help but bend his two eyes into two crooked crescent moons, and laughed proudly.

But when he suddenly saw Wei Qing's red little hand, he felt distressed for no reason: hitting the "stone" of Yun Shu, it should have hurt a lot.

Thinking about it like this, it seemed that his hand was also hurting, so he couldn't help but hurriedly take three steps and two steps to Wei Qing, grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, and without thinking about it, he pursed his red little mouth and blew it gently.

"You, you, you, what are you doing?"

These hands were simply caught off guard, Wei Qing only hated his mother, why didn't he give himself an extra head when he gave birth to himself.

Oh my God, I'm going to die, I've never been caught by a boy like this in my life and in my life, okay? Unexpectedly, now he was actually teased by a little kid? Thinking so, the fair-skinned little face turned red into boiled shrimp at once.

"Ahem, ahem."

Wei Qing heard his father's embarrassed cough, and immediately pulled out his hand and put it behind him.

Yun Mubai looked at Wei Qing as if he was facing a great enemy, but he felt inexplicable.

Also, he was only four years old, and he didn't know what was wrong with Fang Cai's actions. He clearly remembered that once, when his mother was embroidering a purse, he accidentally pricked his hand with the delicate embroidery needle, and his father blew it to his mother like this, and he saw his mother smile. I haven't learned anything different now, have I? Why did Wei Qing feel like he was burned by himself? It's so weird.

However, Yun Mubai was not annoyed, and still asked with concern: "Your hands are red, is it painful?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Wei Qing puffed his cheeks into buns, turned his head away, and replied angrily.

"Then can you teach me that boxing technique tomorrow?" Xiao Zhengtai begged unrelentingly.

"Nope." Well, it's still the sound of puffing.

Wei Tingzhong seems to have become a transparent person, in fact, he really wishes he was a transparent person at this moment. The two children quarreled and made awkward noise, he didn't know whether to persuade or not, and he didn't know how to persuade him, when the two were in a dilemma, the little girl in the house came in to spread the word, saying that the carriage and horse sent by the Yunfu had arrived at the gate of the Wei Mansion, waiting to take the second son back. When Wei Tingzhong heard this, he suddenly felt like he had won an amnesty for the world.

Yun Mubai heard that it was his own carriage and horse coming, but he didn't dwell on it anymore, said goodbye to Wei Tingzhong, and walked out of the hall with the guards. Wei Qing squinted at him with his eyes, wishing that he would disappear on the spot.

Seeing that Yun Mubai had already walked out for a long distance, he picked up the tea cup on the table, and just took a sip, he heard a haunting voice: "I'm coming tomorrow!" ”

"Poof! …… Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

I can't drink this tea!

Wei Qing simply threw the teacup on the table, leaned over and lay on the table without saying a word, staring at his father blankly.

Wei Tingzhong's heart was furious, and as soon as she opened her mouth to call "Ah Qing", she was interrupted by her youngest daughter's words: "Daddy, you teach me to practice martial arts." ”

Wei Tingzhong really didn't expect Wei Qing to say such a sentence, in fact, since yesterday's palace banquet saw his youngest daughter's courageous and calm appearance in danger, he had a feeling in his heart, that is, this daughter seemed to be destined to be the daughter of his Wei family. It was also at that moment that he secretly made up his mind to pass on all his martial arts to Wei Qing. But after all, this is his own wishful thinking, and I don't know if Wei Qing can be willing. But what he never expected was that this four-year-old immature and delicate child actually gave him a big surprise.

So, Wei Tingzhong immediately slapped his thigh and immediately agreed: "Okay! Ah Qing, Daddy also has this intention, at the palace banquet yesterday, you have such courage, and you can comprehend such a set of natural boxing techniques by yourself, it seems that you are born to practice martial arts. ”

Wei Tingzhong pondered for a long time, but he couldn't understand who Wei Qing's strange boxing technique learned from, and he could only think that she had excellent talent and comprehended it herself? It must be like this, otherwise can it be sleeping and dreaming and encountering the guidance of immortals? That's too, I don't believe it when I say it!

Of course, there is another reason why you want Wei Qing to practice martial arts......