CHAPTER XIII

"The exercises are too precious, I don't dare to steal from you, in case your father knows about it afterwards and I have to marry you, what will I do?"

"Ahh What do you think, nerd. ”

Ren Chuchu's slender hand twisted Xia Liu's waist lightly, but his tone did not mean to blame.

Xia Liu sighed in his heart, there is such a good woman in the world. Thinking of that period of life on Earth, female classmates of the same age as Ren Chuchu......

"Xia Liu, get out of the way! Good dogs don't get in the way. ”

"Xia Liu, help me wipe the blackboard clean, do you hear?"

"Xia Liu, do you think I'm pretty? What? I'll give you one more chance to reorganize the language, and I'll talk about it when you've thought about it. ”

"Xia Liu, you come back to your sister, you don't have long eyes? You're stepping on your sister's feet! ”

"Xia Liu~"

"Xia Liu~"

“……”

"Little three? Little three? Feed! ”

A spirit, Xia Liu was dragged out of middle school memories by Ren Chuchu.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you still feel a little uncomfortable in your head, do you want to go back to rest? ”

Xia Liu sighed lightly, the classmates at that time probably thought I was dead. At the time, I felt that I was being bullied so badly, but now that I think about it, those slow-growing guys are actually quite cute.

……

Earth, the day before yesterday.

"Hey, young man, hey, wake up, young man."

"Why hasn't the ambulance come yet?"

"I didn't breathe just now, but now my heart is beating again."

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future."

Hmm, it's noisy around, and my head hurts.

Laboriously lifting heavy eyelids, what is this place, how am I here, my head, so heavy.

"Hey, look, he's awake."

"Really, Amitabha, I thought the young man was killed just now."

An uncle wearing a motorcycle helmet heard the sound and ran over, half-kneeling on the ground, with a handful of snot and tears on his face.

"Oh, young man, you scared your uncle to death, it's all uncle's fault, uncle's little broken tricycle brake is broken."

The young man sat on the ground with his arms propped up, raised his hand and rubbed his still sore head.

There were a lot of passers-by watching the excitement around, and there was an uncle with a face full of vicissitudes on his side half-kneeling.

"Excuse me, where is this? I...... Who am I? ”

It was quiet for a few seconds, then it became even noisier.

"Oh,, this kid is stunned."

"What stunned, I see, this young man should have lost his memory."

While everyone was arguing, an ambulance drove up.

"Finish~Finish~Finish~"

The sound of the ambulance sounded a little sad.

"Come on, let's let's, let's let."

Several doctors and nurses in white coats got out of the car and carried the victims of the accident into the ambulance on stretchers.

Because the young man doesn't remember anything, he only knows what to say "Little Three" and "Chu Chu".

The police could only close the case like this, saying that it was because of the emotional dispute between young people, a girl named Chu Chu cuckolded the young man, and the young man couldn't bear the blow, so he had the idea of committing suicide.

Later, the doctor contacted the old director of the welfare home through the young man's mobile phone address book and determined that the young man's name was Xia Liu.

The hospital's diagnosis was amnesia, and after lying in the ward for a few days, he was taken out by the old director of the welfare home.

I heard that a few years later, the old dean retired, and Xia Liu, as his godson, took over the welfare home.

Of course, these are all later words, and I will not recount them here.

……

Ren Chuchu sent Xia Liu to the residence, she said with a smile,

"In a little while, you won't have to live here."

Yes, this is the home of the little third son, not my Xia Liu.

"Don't you really think about cultivating Qingling Gong?"

"Qingling Gong" is practiced by Ren Chuchu, and the Ren family's family exercises.

Yellow-level mid-the-middle martial arts, it also has two matching martial arts.

The yellow-level inferior martial art "Qingfeng Sword Technique" and the yellow-level intermediate martial art "Qingyun Fist".

Qingfeng Sword Master is soft, a long sword, flowing water, although the power is not very strong, but it looks good, quite ornamental, and the consumption of spiritual power is not very much.

On that day, Ren Chuchu relied on the Qingfeng swordsmanship to be able to move easily and unscathed in the case of the three of them.

As for Qingyun Fist, it was created by Ren Chuchu's great-grandfather when he broke through the Jiedan Realm, and the fist style was domineering and strong, and with the blessing of "Qingling Gong", the power was close to the superior martial arts of the yellow level.

On that day, Ren Chuchu's spiritual power consumption in his body was too large, and he was not with the purpose of killing, otherwise Liu An would definitely be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Ren Chuchu is gentle and elegant on weekdays, and he doesn't like to fight with others. But if it annoys the eldest lady, Ren Chuchu doesn't mind letting the other party experience what it's like to be hit to the ground by a woman's fist.

Xia Liu pondered for a moment, how could he not understand Ren Chuchu's intentions. In the assessment the day after tomorrow, it is inevitable that Sun Hu and them will not be encountered, if there is a conflict, Xia Liu, who is bare-handed and has no martial arts skills, will definitely suffer.

"I know your good intentions, but the exercises are too sensitive, and I don't want you to be talked about."

Ren Chuchu pouted, hey, he's quite considerate.

If others knew that Xia Liu was practicing the Ren family's family exercises, they would definitely talk about the relationship between the two behind their backs.

Although Ren Chuchu doesn't care, but after all, it is an innocent daughter's family, if it is criticized by idlers and spreads, the family may have a dull face.

Of course, if Xia Liu enters the Ren family's door and becomes the Ren family's son-in-law, then there is nothing to gossip about.

But both of them treat each other as friends, or good buddies. There are no strange ideas, let alone talking about marriage.

If you can marry a good girl like Ren Chuchu, you can wake up with a smile when you sleep at night.

In fact, Ren Chuchu couldn't figure out why he just felt that Xia Liu was trustworthy, and he was willing to get along with Xia Liu.

His eyes are very clean, his pupils are very clear, unlike those guys he meets on weekdays, as if he has never seen a woman, looking at himself obscenely.

"If I could, I'd be interested in your swordsmanship."

Xia Liu touched his chin, this action was a habit in his previous life. Xia Liu, who was an adult in his previous life, had some scum, and he liked to rub the back of his fingers when he had nothing to do.

In the memory of the third son, he saw Ren Chuchu dancing three feet Qingfeng, rivaling Zhao Ming and the others.

The little hand stroked his waist, and he had an extra copy of the "Qingfeng Swordsmanship" martial art in his hand, and handed it directly to Xia Liu.

Xia Liu was not polite to her, so he took it and flipped through it.

Ren Chuchu pushed open the door,

"Come in, if you don't understand something, just ask me, and I'll explain it to you."

Walking into the house, Xia Liu was not in a hurry to study swordsmanship.

He stared straight at Ren Chuchu, his eyes from top to bottom, stopping at her little waist.