MTL - The City of Terror-Chapter 21 傲娇程思思

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The Mawei girl looked at Wei Xiaobei curiously and saw several footprints on Wei Xiaobei's body. She couldn't help but smile and turned to the inner house.

"This is my daughter Cheng Sisi. I just got to Cuihu University this year. No, my old bones have to follow."

Cheng Biwu introduced it with a smile.

It turned out that Wei Xiaobei nodded, it seems that Cheng Biwu and his daughter are fathers and daughters.

But then again, Cuihu University is a famous university in China. Although it is not comparable to Peking University and Tsinghua University, it is not far behind. It can be admitted to such a university. In terms of light learning, it is a top-notch in any place. It is.

Wei Xiaobei then took a few words with sincerity and made Cheng Bianwu proudly laugh.

For a father, it is a very cool and quick thing for her daughter to be recognized and touted by others.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Sisi came out with a bottle and it showed a dark red liquid.

"What to say, say you."

Cheng Biwu smiled and then said to Wei Xiaobei: "Small North, take off your clothes."

Undress?

Hearing here, Wei Xiaobei felt that his brain was not enough. He had a T-shirt on his body. If he took it off, he was shirtless.

If only Cheng Biwu is there, it doesn't matter, it's all big men, but Cheng Sisi is also on the side, staring at himself with curious eyes.

Wei Xiaobei's face is not thick enough to undress in front of a big girl, so he looked at Cheng Sisi with some hesitation, and hopes that Cheng Biwu can understand.

Cheng Biwu understood it. He took a look at Cheng Sisi and said: "Go to the kitchen and prepare. Today I want to drink with Xiaobei Brothers."

Cheng Sisi is not a fool. Naturally, he understands that Cheng Biwu will drive away himself. He has a small eye on Wei Wei, twisting his waist and turning away. He still screams in his mouth: "Take this small body and show it to me. Don't look at it, it's not as good as the master."

After Cheng Biwu heard it, I felt that I had no face and some urgency: "You!"

Listening to Dad’s voice, Cheng Sisi took a few steps and disappeared into the hall of the martial arts in the blink of an eye, so that Cheng Biwu could not help but sigh: “This child, oh, I have no mother since I was young, I don’t know how to discipline, and I’m mixed with boys. Together, the bigger the more, the less it looks, and what to do in the future."

Listening to Cheng Biwu's words, Wei Xiaobei's face is somewhat red. Like this chores, he is not good at speaking, only silence.

"Quick, take off."

Cheng Biwu, like Xianglin’s chanting a few words, saw Wei Xiaobei still not taking off his clothes, and he urged him.

Wei Xiaobei hurriedly took off the T-shirt.

Cheng Biwu looked at the traces of blue left by the steel pipe on Wei Xiaobei's back and said: "Don't look at your kid's back, it doesn't hurt, until the evening, let your kid hurt."

After that, Cheng Biwu let Wei Xiaobei kneel down, twist the bottle cap, pour the dark red medicinal wine on his hand, press it against Wei Xiaobei's back, and then pick it up.

Wei Xiaobei was so awkward at Cheng Biwu, and suddenly he called.

it hurts!

"Help!"

Before Wei Xiaobei came here, he would not believe that he would call such a voice.

"What is it called? A man, a man, can't stand this pain?"

Cheng Biwu did not relax because of Wei Xiaobei’s call, but instead increased his power, making Wei Xiaobei unable to break free from his hands.

At this time, the girl’s giggles came from behind.

When I thought of Cheng Sisi, the girl might hide behind and watch the excitement. The pain in Wei Xiaobei’s mouth could not be called out.

Too much face!

However, once the attention was shifted, Wei Xiaobei’s willpower of 12 points played a role.

What is the pain?

Having said that, Cheng Sisi is not like her at all.

Cheng Biwu’s face is square and square. If Cheng Sisi is also like this, he will be sad.

Wei Xiaobei’s heart was happy, but after that, another wave of pain came from the back, which made him unable to open his mouth and no longer have fun.

After a while, Cheng Biwu released Wei Xiaobei, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and slammed it toward the back: "Dead gimmicks, light knows to hide behind and steal music, not to take it for you." A sweat towel!"

"Come on, come on!" Cheng Sisi really hid behind and peeked. After being beaten by Cheng Biwu, he took a sweat towel and smiled and ran over.

The youth is so good, Wei Xiaobei couldn’t help but look at it, but after that, he reacted and hurriedly put the T-shirt on his body, lest the spring shine.

"There is still a little muscle." I don't know if it was with Wei Xiaobei, or Cheng Sisi licked his mouth and handed the sweat towel to Dad. He turned and left, so that he would not be hurt again by his father.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei’s whole body was cool, and the faint pain in the back of the back disappeared. Looking at Cheng Biwu’s sweat, he knew that the other party was too tired.

Wei Xiaobei is not awake and knows how hard it is. This is not a small struggle.

"Thank you, Cheng Shu."

Wei Xiaobei hurriedly thanked him, but his heart was somewhat unwilling to go. Although he had helped him before, but he saw the skills of others, he didn’t need to help himself. Instead, he was tired and half-dead. I’m afraid that before the fight with those who did not let Cheng Biwu Tired like this.

"Thank you for your gratitude. After all, I want to thank you, right. Look at your roots. Have you learned Wu before?"

Cheng Biwu wiped out two sweats and asked with a smile.

"When you have a soldier, a military boxing, and an enemy boxing?"

At this point, the relationship between the two was quite harmonious compared to the original, so Wei Xiaobei’s speech became more casual.

"When the military boxing is considered, it is a routine, and it is good to fight against the enemy. It is born out of the eight-pole boxing."

Cheng Biwu smiled, and immediately began to give Wei Xiaobei popular science.

When Wei Xiaobei arrived, he only knew that the enemy boxing was actually born out of the Bajiquan. It is no wonder that the half-size sons in the yard were vaguely familiar.

Of course, it is not the same as the Bajiquan that the enemy's fist is born out of the octagonal boxing.

When the voice fell, Cheng Biwu was hesitant and looked at Wei Xiaobei. It seems that there is something difficult to open.

"Chou Shu, what's the matter, you said, don't vomit."

Wei Xiaobei’s performance on Cheng Biwu’s performance was in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but laugh. His heart still wondered if Cheng Biwu wanted to recruit a female son-in-law?

It is said that although Cheng Sisi is somewhat arrogant in character, but in terms of appearance, it is indeed a beauty. At least Wei Xiaobei has no feelings of bad for her, but it has some good feelings.