Fu Yanci is self-denying, but he is also meticulous, for the thoughts of the young master Song, he is like a candle, especially looking at the salty pig's hand pressing the back of Zhao Zhixi's hand, his expression is unconsciously ugly.

"Your sister Xi practiced martial arts at the age of three and debuted at the age of eight, so what are you afraid of!" Zhao Zhixi is no longer good at speaking, his tongue is big, and he has begun to brag when he speaks.

Song Wensheng was amused by her cute appearance and giggled: "Just a little girl, you still practice martial arts, do you want to learn from each other?" ”

Song Wensheng was forced by his family to learn taekwondo for two years, so he naturally didn't take a little girl in his eyes, not to mention, how could he have a chance to start if he didn't learn from each other.

On the side, Fu Yanci, who originally had an ugly face, raised the corners of his unkind lips slightly, and was still silent and did not speak.

"Okay...... Do you want to ...... How to compete? Zhao Zhixi was obviously drunk, and his eyes were confused.

Song Wensheng was happy and patted Zhao Zhixi's shoulder to comfort: "Don't worry, I will definitely stop at the end and will not hurt my sister." ”

"That'...... It is...... Don't kill ...... It's over......" Zhao Zhixi nodded a little understandingly.

There are rules for a line, and those who practice martial arts can learn from each other, either to the point or to live or die.

Song Wensheng is a layman, he just thinks this sister is interesting, and he said that she has small arms and legs, and she wants to beat people to death, she is really drunk.

Song Wensheng had a bad stomach, Fu Yanci and Shao Rongqian were silent, with an expression of self-blame.

"Shall we go outside?" Zhao Zhixi couldn't speak.

Song Wensheng couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and said, "No, it's okay here." ”

Although the restaurant is not big, Song Wensheng feels that the open space next to it is enough, a younger sister, or a younger sister who drinks too much, he can be subdued with a casual move.

Although Zhao Zhixi was drunk, his skills were carved into his bones, he glanced around, and then nodded: "Then let's try to greet that side as much as possible, don't smash the table." ”

Song Wensheng couldn't help it, he leaned back and laughed, his sister really drank too much, and she even wanted to smash the dining table.

"Come on." As Song Wensheng spoke, the person had already stood up and walked to the open space next to him.

He beckoned to Zhao Zhixi: "I'll let you make three moves first, don't say that I bully ......"

"Hmm......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Wensheng flew straight towards the door, and then followed by 'bang', and then Song Wensheng's pig killing cry: "Ah......"

Looking at the voice, Song Wensheng was lying in the threshold, with his feet facing the sky, wailing heartbreakingly, and tears of pain fell out.

Fortunately, it is thick in winter, otherwise it hurts even more.

"Why don't you hide?" Zhao Zhixi stared at Song Wensheng suspiciously, as if he was looking at a fool.

Song Wensheng said that he was in trouble, and looked at Zhao Zhixi with teary eyes: "You won't be the legendary master Ling Lingqi, right......?"

Zhao Zhixi was drunk and didn't grasp the severity of the shot, but she felt that Song Wensheng could dodge it, who knew that he didn't move at all, so he was kicked out.

"You're not bragging, are you......" Zhao Zhixi blinked innocently and innocently.

Fu Yanci, who was sitting on the dining chair, couldn't help but speak: "Girls are not allowed to swear." ”

Zhao Zhixi blinked his eyes twice, and suddenly lost interest, thinking that he had met a master, but he didn't expect it to be a straw bag, which was not interesting at all.

She wanted to sit back on the dining chair, but after taking two steps, she felt that her body was swaying, her head seemed to be uncontrollable, and her body was tilted to the side, but fortunately, she had been practicing martial arts for many years and could barely maintain her balance.

The liquor has a lot of momentum and comes quickly, Fu Yanci put down his chopsticks and whispered to Shao Rongqian: "I'll send her back to rest first, and you can entertain Miss Qiao for me." ”

Song Wensheng was still lying on the ground, shouting: "I feel like my spine has been broken, Brother Qian, Brother Ci, help......"

Ji Ling sent someone to carry Song Wensheng to the hospital on a stretcher, and when he left, Song Wensheng was still shouting to Fu Yan bitterly: "Brother Ci, you don't save you when you die, you are too cruel, woo woo woo woo ......"

Young Master Song was a disaster, he traveled thousands of miles by helicopter to come over and be beaten, and he was not lightly injured, and he kept humming in pain.

Zhao Zhixi was not lightly drunk, Fu Yanci could only follow her into her room, which was originally two rooms facing east and west, Fu Yanci lived in the east, and Zhao Zhixi lived in the west.

The door of the bedroom was closed, and only Zhao Zhixi and Fu Yanci were left in the room, it was already very late, it was nearly ten o'clock, the thick curtains were drawn, and even the cold moonlight could not shine in, leaving only a dim wall lamp.

Zhao Zhixi and Yi were lying on the bed, with their feet facing the sky, still smirking 'hehe', she was drunk, she couldn't control her nerves, and she wanted to laugh all the time.

The white thick sweater was stacked up, revealing a white belly, the room was fully heated, and Zhao Zhixi didn't feel cold, just stared at the chandelier above his head stupidly, thinking that Buling Buling's was very good-looking.

"Can I still change my pajamas and wash myself?" Fu Yanci was in the position near the door, sitting in a wheelchair, with a warm voice.

He is a person who rarely loses his temper, and has always been elegant and polite, and the appearance of a humble gentleman.

"Hmm." Zhao Zhixi answered heavily while lying on the bed, but he still lay still, only smirking 'hehe'.

Fu Yanci was very patient, and gently reminded: "Then go wash first." ”

"Oh." The person on the bed seemed to have finally moved, and he wanted to get up straight, maybe his head was too dizzy, and he got up halfway and lay straight back.

The little man on the bed seemed to be unwilling to admit defeat, and turned over with his hands and feet, and then got up from the bed, and then squinted his eyes and smiled at Fu Yan, which seemed to say, look, I got up.

Zhao Zhixi's appearance is not amazing, she does not have the charm and charm of Miss Qiao Er, she is not the kind of man who can't walk at first sight, but she is better than pure, even her eyes are clear, like a trickling stream, which can slowly flow into people's hearts.

Zhao Zhixi smiled proudly, but before he got out of bed, his feet were unstable in the next second, and he threw himself straight forward.

There was a thick carpet on the ground, and it didn't hurt much if you fell, but Mr. Fu was almost instinctive, and the person got up from the wheelchair, and caught her with an arrow, holding the person in his arms.

Zhao Zhixi didn't seem to realize the danger just now, she leaned on her strong chest dizzily, she had long forgotten that Mr. Fu couldn't walk, leaned on it with peace of mind, and continued to squint her eyes and smirk.

"Little fool." Fu Yanci scolded lightly, his voice was like a delicate jade, noble and long, he leaned over and picked him up, and walked towards the big bed.

The black leather shoes were shiny, and every step was steady and sturdy, as if he had never been in a wheelchair.