After I was reborn, I spoiled Mr. Gao Leng Shizi

Chapter 89

Xia He called Lan Xin to the small red clay stove, cleaned her hands and made tea for Ye Jiu herself.

Through the water mist, Ye Jiu looked at Xia He who was making tea quietly and peacefully, feeling an indescribably peaceful joy in her heart.

"I didn't know you could know kung fu." Ye Jiu said.

Xia He was still concentrating on making his own tea, poured a cup for Ye Jiu, and handed it to him.

She didn't say anything until Ye Jiu took it. "Learn to defend yourself."

After speaking, he also poured himself a cup of tea.

"This idea is excellent." Ye Jiu said in agreement.

The woman around him has the ability to protect himself, and he always feels at ease.

Xia He smiled. "But apart from Brother Quan and the girl next to me, no one else knows that I have learned some kung fu for self-defense."

"Now I don't know." He was still a little curious about the kung fu she had learned. "Although you know kung fu, but when I observe you on weekdays, I can't see that you have kung fu foundation."

Xia He looked up at him, puzzled. "Kung fu foundation?"

As the name suggests, it can probably move.

It's just that she doesn't understand, this thing can still be seen by others.

Seeing her bewildered reaction, Ye Jiu couldn't help frowning. "Who did you learn from?"

Xia He stroked her hair awkwardly, and smiled a little forcedly. "Hey! I haven't learned from a teacher yet! All these beautiful fists and embroidered legs are all self-taught by me on weekdays."

She suddenly felt that she was simply a genius.

Medicine, self-taught.

Poison, self-taught.

Martial arts, or self-taught.

Isn't that what genius is?
If you really want to ask who her master is, then it is well deserved.

Who told her to learn all the books from there.

"Self-taught!"

This made Ye Jiu more curious about the number and depth of her martial arts.

"If not, let me see what tricks you play."

Xia He. "Do you understand martial arts?"

Could it be that seeing Qingyi playing a lot, he felt that he was also a master.

Ye Jiu almost didn't laugh at her angrily. "If you tell me to play, you can play."

Those little disbelieving eyes look down upon whom!

"Okay, okay, okay." Xia He compromised.

Since he wants to see it, let him watch it, it's not a big deal.

Xia He got up and straightened her dress, and stood a little further away from him.

"Then I'll start." Xia He said.

"Let's get started." Ye Jiu held the tea, looking like a spectator without being surprised.

Xia He raised his eyebrows, fixed his eyes, and began to strike.

"Hey!"

Her palm directly hit Ye Jiu's face,
Ye Jiu glanced at it, but her expression remained unchanged.

The palm wind stopped within a palm distance of his face.

Ye Jiu commented. "It can be retracted freely, not bad."

Not to mention, Xia He's internal strength is somewhat beyond what Ye Jiu thought.

Don't you really only know how to embroider your legs?
After hearing his evaluation, Xia He really worked hard this time, using [-]% of his skills.

What she practiced was a set of boxing techniques, mainly based on the combination of rigidity and softness.

In the masculine part, Xia He is playing with vigor and power, while in the soft part, the fierceness of her boxing has changed rapidly, as soft as a willow brush in March, it looks soft, but it is full of tenacity.

Xia He's eyes moved slightly, and he put the teacup in his hand on the table.

In an instant, the person disappeared in place.

In front of Xia He, a person suddenly appeared and grabbed her palm. "Soft as cotton. If you can't hide needles in this cotton, you have to bring your own strength."

Xia He's boxing stopped suddenly, and he stared at Ye Jiu dumbfounded.

Ye Jiu tapped her forehead with her index finger. "What are you thinking? Continue."

"……Oh!"

Xia He never expected Ye Jiu's weak body to be surprisingly good at martial arts.

How did he suddenly appear in front of her?
How did you do it?
"Not to continue." Ye Jiu saw that she was still wandering, so her tone couldn't help being stricter.

"it is good."

Knowing the fact that Ye Jiu knew martial arts, and that his martial arts were superior to his own, Xia He didn't hide it this time, and tried his best to hit Ye Jiu directly.

Ye Jiu's hand moved lightly in the air, and it blocked her rushing force.

Xia He. "Come again!"

This time, the fist was strong and powerful, hitting Ye Jiu's face directly.

Ye Jiu didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. She met her head-on, stretched out her hand, and easily wrapped Xia He's petite fist.

There were black lines on Xia He's face. "Come again."

She couldn't believe it, Ye Jiu's weak body was not even a little bit stronger than her.

Seeing that she had the will to fight, Ye Jiu also became very interested. "good."

Now, the two of you come and go in the room, you advance and retreat, and you can beat them comfortably.

But in the end, due to the disparity in strength, Xia He gradually discovered that their fight had changed.

Seeing Ye Jiu's hand tugging lightly, Xia He turned a corner and threw himself into his arms, throwing himself into his arms.

Ye Jiu's hands rested on her waist, and her nose was facing the tip of her nose. Both of them could clearly smell each other's breath.

Xia He quickly took two steps back and snorted coldly. "snort!"

Ye Jiu spread her hands innocently, expressing that she was also wronged.

Xia He. "In the future, read less of those scriptures that teach bad people."

Ye Jiu touched her nose, feeling a little wronged. "That's not you rushing over, I'm inertial."

This time, it really had nothing to do with the script, he really just did it out of instinct.

Xia He didn't believe him.

Ye Jiu was helpless. "Okay, just don't read the script from now on."

Only then was Xia He satisfied.

"You're tired!" She never imagined that Ye Jiu's kung fu would be so bottomless.

She couldn't touch his true strength at all.

Fortunately.

Seeing that there was a trace of thinness on his forehead, Xia He hurried to the dressing table and brought an unused handkerchief to him.

"Scrub."

Ye Jiu took the veil, and instead of wiping herself first, she put the veil over her forehead and pulled her closer to her.

"You're sweating too."

As he spoke, he began to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Xia He felt warm in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Seeing her like an obedient cat, Ye Jiu allowed herself to wipe her, and her heart was full.

It was the first time for him to take care of others like this.

This feeling is pretty good.

Ye Jiu wiped it for her, and Xia He took the veil, a little embarrassed. "I only have this new veil in my room, I will ask Lan Xin to bring another one."

Ye Jiu thought for a while, and took the handkerchief from Xia He's hand. "No, by the time she brings it, all the sweat on my body will be dry."

After saying that, he put the handkerchief on his forehead and wiped it off.

However, after just wiping it twice, Ye Jiu realized something was wrong.

This is... the fragrance on her body?
That very faint fragrance lingered on the tip of Ye Jiu's nose and lingered for a long time.

He quickly wiped the sweat off his forehead, and tightly clutched the handkerchief in his hand.

Xia He's heart beats fast as long as he thinks that the handkerchief Yejiu used to wipe his sweat is his own.

"Since it's finished, sit down and drink a cup of hot tea." Xia He lowered his head and led him to the guest table.

Ye Jiu was extremely uncomfortable and authentic. "It's late tonight, I'll go back first."

"Oh, that's it. That's fine!" Although Xia He was reluctant, he also felt that it was too late and it was inconvenient to keep him.

(End of this chapter)