It doesn't matter whether Wang Zhong goes or not.

"no!"

But Ma Suqin said firmly, "We can't let Yicheng and the others know."

"Get up quickly!" He said and pushed Wang Zhonglai again, "If you want to sleep, go back to your room and sleep!"

"Okay, okay!" Wang Zhong was helpless, "I'll get up now, I'll get up now!"

Now that Ma Suqin had woken him up, Wang Zhong had no intention of continuing to sleep. He got up, put on his clothes, put on his slippers, and went to the courtyard to brush his teeth and wash his face. Ma Suqin, with a red face, was cleaning up the things they had fought last night in the house.

trace.

Fortunately for Sanli, Simei has a familiar temperament and is lively and active. Who knows when she will run into the house. If she sees these things, it will be okay.

Ma Suqin also removed the sheets and took the straw mats to the yard to brush them to remove traces. Of course, the clothes and pants also had to be washed, not just his own, but also Wang Zhong's.

When Wang Zhong was brushing his teeth and washing up at the faucet, Ma Suqin came over and looked around Wang Zhong's neck, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhong asked nonchalantly. He kept moving his hands and didn't speak very clearly. Fortunately, Ma Suqin heard clearly.

"It's not you!" Ma Suqin rolled her eyes at Wang Zhong angrily.

Only then did Wang Zhong notice that Ma Suqin's collarbone, shoulders, and neck were all hickeys left by himself.

Wang Zhong poured saliva into his mouth, rinsed away most of the bubbles in his mouth, grinned and said, "When love is intense, it is inevitable that you can't help it."

"Have you never had a relationship with someone before? Where did you learn so many weird and torturing methods?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Ma Suqin couldn't help but blush. Even though Wang Zhong was not as strong as Liu Dakui, when it came to matters between men and women, even three Liu Dakui couldn't hold up to one Wang Zhong, not just in terms of body.

Good, and there are many varieties.

"Of course I learned it from books."

"There are still these things in the book?" Ma Suqin looked unbelieving.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You don't understand this!" Wang Zhongdao said, "In the eyes of those literati and poets in the past, these were all called romance."

"Ah?" Ma Suqin was a little confused, but after seeing Wang Zhong's suppressed smile, she immediately understood.

But before she could do anything, she was bitten by Wang Zhongba.

"I'll make more breakfast later. I exercised too much last night, so I need to eat more to replenish my strength."

As soon as these words came out of her mouth, Ma Suqin immediately blushed.

In just one night and one morning, Ma Suqin blushed as often as she did the year after she married Liu Dakui.

"Brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law!"

In the alley outside the hospital, the voices of their brothers and sisters could be heard.

She was still young at the age of seventy-seven, so she was left at home and looked after by Ma Suqin.

After running all the way to the city tower, he met with Xiang Nanfang, Xiang Nanfang, and Song Qingyuan in the north, and then ran back to the medical center. The distance was a little further, but the older ones, Yicheng, Erqiang, and the Xiang brothers and sisters, still persisted.

But Sanli and Simei couldn't hold on any longer.

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Every time Song Qingyuan took the initiative to ask Ying to stay and escort Sanli and Simei.

In the backyard of the hospital, on the open space, seven children stood in two rows.

Wang Zhong stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly, "You are lucky today. I am in a good mood. I will teach you a thirty-six-way grappling technique."

"Beifang, come up here and follow me to demonstrate to everyone."

"Yes!" After practicing martial arts with Wang Zhong in the past few years, coupled with adequate nutritional supplements at home, Xiang Beifang, who has just grown up, has become stronger and stronger. Wang Zhong, who is 1.83 meters tall, is dwarfed in front of him.

A few centimeters higher.

Among everyone, Xiang Beifang was the most excited. Especially in recent years, with the reform and opening up, countless martial arts movies from Hong Kong and Taiwan have poured into the mainland. Xiang Beifang's family is well-off, so naturally he can be exposed to these movies at the first time.

thing.

He also became more and more yearning for the kung fu taught by Wang Zhong.

After spending ten minutes, Wang Zhong taught the first three steps and let them start practicing individually.

"Simei, come here!" Wang Zhong asked Xiang Nanfang and Sanli's two daughters to practice against each other, and called Simei over alone.

Taking Simei to the front of the weapon rack, Wang Zhong folded his hands in front of his chest and said, "Pick the one you like!"

"ah?"

Simei looked at the dazzling array of weapons racks, including swords, guns, clubs, and almost all eighteen squads of weapons. She was a little dazzled. She pointed at the weapon racks, then pointed at herself, and asked in disbelief, "Let me pick?"

"Which one do you like best?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.

"Then..." Simei didn't even think about it, she just pointed to the unopened sword inserted in the weapon rack and said, "Just take the sword!"

"good!"

Wang Zhong stepped forward and pulled out the long sword from the shelf, holding a sword flower in his hand. The long sword shook, and the sword body trembled. Weng Ming couldn't stop it.

"Look carefully!"

Wang Zhong stepped forward in a few steps and walked to about two meters away. He held the sword in his right hand and held it behind him. The index and two fingers of his left hand joined together to make a sword shape, and a beautiful and gorgeous sword dance was performed.

Just a few movements made Simei's eyes light up.

Seeing Wang Zhong dressed in white training clothes, the long sword in his hand really turned into an extension of his arm. While dancing with a sharp sword light, it also gave people an ultimate sense of beauty.

The pace under his feet changes like a tower gang fight, his body is as strong and flexible as a monkey, and the long sword in his hand shines like a waterfall of sword light in mid-air.

Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky.

It comes like thunder to calm down its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.

In just five or six minutes, the sword dance attracted the attention of everyone who was practicing against the grapplers.

Wang Zhong withdrew his sword and held it upside down behind his arm. He pressed the sword finger of his left hand down and let out a breath of turbid air.

Looking at the dumbfounded Simei, Wang Zhong smiled and asked, "How is it?" with a bit of pride in his eyes.

【In view of the general environment,

Simei swallowed her saliva and stood up

The horse jumped up and kept clapping and applauding, "So beautiful, so awesome! Uncle, I want to learn this, I want to learn this."

As a girl, it is always hard to refuse beautiful things, especially people like Qiao Simei who have only looked at their appearance since they were young. No matter what they buy or do, they only care about whether they look good or not, and never care whether they are practical or not.

…

Xiang Nanfang and San Li's eyes also shone, showing great interest in the sword dance that Wang Zhong had just demonstrated.

"Then I have to tell you first. The folding sword dance is nice to look at, but it has no practicality. However, it still has many benefits in exercising your body's flexibility and becoming proficient with the sword."

"And you guys too!" Wang Zhong looked at Xiang Nanfang and Sanli beside him and said, "If you want to learn, I will teach you starting from tomorrow morning!"

"I won't learn from useless flower displays!" Xiang Beifang was the first to express his stance.

Issei also shook his head, let alone the top two, who had no interest in martial arts.

But to Wang Zhong's surprise, Xiang Nanfang also chose to shake his head, "I'm already in my first year of high school, and my studies are getting heavier and heavier. I'm afraid I won't have time to study in the future!"

The first and second years of high school are slightly better, but if you reach the third year of high school, it is the sprint stage. If you want to get into a good university, you have to work hard from now on.

Otherwise, how can I beat those competitors who study hard day after day just by relying on my last year of high school?

"Where is Sanli?" Wang Zhong looked at Sanli.

Sanli bit her lip, thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I don't want to learn anymore, I'd better practice my grappling skills!"

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In the evening, Simei received a gift, a long sword cut from miscellaneous wood. It was more than one meter long. There was also a beautiful sword tassel tied to the hilt, which was sewn by Ma Suqin herself.

Simei was so happy that she kissed Wang Zhong directly on the face.

Although when she grew up, Simei made people hate her so much that they wanted to rush into the TV and break her legs. But when she was a child, Simei was indeed very lively and cute, and she was still very lovable because of her quirkiness.

of.

"Thank you, uncle! I like this gift!" Looking at the wooden sword in her hand, Simei's mind flashed to the scene of Wang Zhong dancing the sword in the morning. As she thought about it, the person in the scene changed from Wang Zhong to herself...

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This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Looking at the twinkling stars in Simei's eyes and the smile on her face, Wang Zhong couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Sword dance is much more difficult than fist and kick. You have to

Be mentally prepared. Since you have decided to learn, you can’t give up halfway.”

"Uncle, don't worry! I must learn such a beautiful sword dance!" Simei clenched her fists and said firmly.

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Just don't cry when the time comes."

"Humph! I won't cry!" Simei said a little arrogantly.

Early the next morning, Simei got up early. For the first time, Sanli didn't ask her to wake up.
To be continued...