Nangong Jing pursed his lips and chuckled, but he didn't expect his second uncle to react so quickly!

Thinking of Yang Feixue, his eyes suddenly dimmed again.

Confessing to her who is only thirteen years old, how can I say it?

She'd definitely think she'd be crazy, and, for their age!

This is completely ignorance belonging to adolescence, and it can't be regarded as love!

Nangong Jun raised his hand to look at the time, and said with a slightly anxious expression: "Hurry, half an hour is here, hurry up and go to the boxing room!" ”

Nangong Jing stood up and went out first, and Nangong Jun walked behind him.

The corners of his lips couldn't help twitching a few times, but he didn't say anything more, he understood the throbbing of love when he was young!

He can only help here, whether he can catch up with his future wife is up to him!

I hope he doesn't end up like himself!

Thinking of the beautiful woman he loved, his heart ached again, and he lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his heart!

He didn't know if he would ever have the chance to see her again in his lifetime?

When the two of them arrived at the practice room, Yang Feixue was already punching sandbags.

At this moment, her eyes were red, and her whole body exuded a ruthless aura, and there was no trace of human emotion in her eyes.

As if he was going to beat the sandbag to the ground, every punch was used with all his might.

If the punching bag is a person, then almost every punch she throws is the opponent's vital point!

Moreover, her whole body was immersed in resentment, and she didn't even feel that they came in!

The two of them frowned and didn't speak, in the past few years, she has often appeared in this state!

They all know very well that once she throws a punch, she will become a different person!

There will never be sympathy or pity in the eyes, and there will be no such emotions as weakness!

In her pupils, there will only be one emotion, that is, she must win, regardless of the cost, as long as there is a result, win!

Nangong Jun also investigated her and knew that she grew up in the countryside, and her parents left her for something!

She was abused by her family at the age of four, and she was not picked up until she was eight years old, so they understood why she was so cold!

I can better understand why she can't control herself when she fights.

They all thought that it had something to do with the years when she was bullied when she was a child, and after Nangong Jun found out, he felt even more sorry for her!

Of course, the information they found was all done by Lin Yiyi in advance!

"Cher!" Nangong Jun saw that she had no intention of stopping at all, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he continued to fight like this

Her body will definitely not be able to bear it, and she can't help but call softly!

Yang Feixue heard Nangong Jun's voice, stopped abruptly, and lowered her head with both hands on the sandbag!

Her chest rose and fell violently, her mouth opened wide and she gasped, and she suddenly closed her eyes!

Adjust her emotions, for five years, every time she hits a sandbag, she will automatically think of the sandbag in her mind as the enemy who killed her mother.

She couldn't forget her mother's face before she died, her pale, pained expression!

That scene will always keep coming to her mind, whenever she can't bear it, just think of this scene!

Her whole person will be resurrected like a chicken blood!

Whenever she felt very tired, she would say to herself countless times, she must kill that person, if she didn't kill him with her own hands, she would not be a man!

(End of chapter)