Big Joe, Little Joe loves me

Chapter 162
Lujiang, Shucheng, Ming Palace.

Since Shenjiying was transferred away, Liu Gan's daily life has also become more relaxed and comfortable.

I don’t have to get up early every day, and I don’t have any scruples about when I want to go to bed at night. In fact, I still have some scruples, because Da Qiao is pregnant, so going to bed and getting up early is very important for the health of the child.

In order to have a healthy baby, Da Qiao went to bed early every day, but it was too early and Liu Gan couldn't sleep, so many times, Liu Gan was rushed to Feng Fangnv's room.

Later, Da Qiao simply forbade Liu Gan to enter the door.

Liu Gan once suspected that Da Qiao had a "new love" and forgot his old love, otherwise why didn't he even give him a bed?

This "Xin Huan" lost a bed before he was born, and Liu dared not even think about it in the days to come.

Feng Fangnv was very happy to see this result.

Liu Gan prefers Da Qiao, just like the human heart is longer on the left side, and it is reasonable to be partial.

On ordinary days, even when Da Qiao came to Tiankui, Feng Fangnv would not have the chance to stay with Liu Gan overnight. In a month, if she stayed with Feng Fangnv for a day or two, it would be regarded as a high incense. For three days, Feng Fangnv even wondered if she was dreaming.

Because happiness came too suddenly.

Therefore, Liu Gan now lives in Feng Fangnv's room every day, and she smiles from ear to ear every day without saying a word, and her heart is suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.

Days pass by.

Just as Liu Gan was sleeping soundly with his arms around nephrite jade, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door of the room.

Liu Gan, who was awakened from the dream, was startled. Thinking that the dream had been disturbed, he suddenly said angrily, "Who is it, early in the morning?"

A clear female voice came from outside the door: "Brother Liu, get up quickly, today is the day for my martial arts competition."

Feng Fangnv was also woken up, and said sleepily, "Who is it?"

"It's Ren Xian, it's okay, you go on sleeping, I'll get up first." Liu Gan yawned, and reluctantly got up from the bed.

"I'll get up too, I'm going to make you breakfast." Feng Fangnv stretched her waist, the quilt slipped off, her body was full of happiness.

"Don't look." Seeing Liu Gan looking over, Feng Fangnv blushed slightly.

"I've already touched it, but I'm not allowed to look at it. What's the point?" Liu Gan narrowed his eyes and said.

"Just don't look at it." Feng Fangnv pulled the quilt to block the spring.

On this point, Liu Gan still can't figure out why women always like to cover up so much, and pretend to be self-deceiving when everything happened.

There is one thing about Feng Fangnv that Liu Gan is quite satisfied with.

That is to insist on making breakfast for him every day. No matter how early Liu Gan wakes up, Feng Fangnv will get up early, rain or shine.

When Liu Gan finished washing and followed Sun Renxian to the martial arts training ground, many people were already standing on the huge field.

Wang Yue and Tong Yuan also came.

Liu Gan could guess with his toes that these two people were probably the same as himself, they were fooled by Sun Renxian and Sun Lang's rhetoric.

Today is the sword duel between Sun Renxian and Sun Lang. It is a bit exaggerated to say that it is a duel, but it is actually a small contest.

The two brothers and sisters were supposed to have a sparring match a long time ago, but it was postponed until today due to various reasons, and their masters also came to the scene in person.

"How about you two masters, who do you think will win?"

Liu Gan stepped to Feng Ze and Qiao Feng's side, and asked casually.

Liu Gan has only seen Feng Ze's saber skills once. Even if Liu Gan doesn't understand the saber skills, he can tell that Feng Ze's saber skills are quite powerful.

As for Qiaofeng's swordsmanship, Liu Gan has a feeling in his heart that strictly speaking, Qiaofeng's swordsmanship is not very good, but it has its own uniqueness.

Who is the stronger and weaker of the apprentices taught by these two people?
To be honest, Liu Gan still prefers Sun Renxian in his heart.

Qiao Feng quickly said: "Brother Feng's saber skills are exquisite, but they are not without traces. Besides, women are weak and men are strong. I have confidence in Xiao Lang in this battle."

Feng Ze said slightly displeased: "Brother Qiao is not afraid of talking too much and flashing his tongue."

There was a faint smell of gunpowder between the two of them talking, which is also a reasonable thing, after all, no matter which side loses, it will lose face.

"How about you two, what do you think?" Liu Gan cast his eyes on Wang Yue and Tong Yuan, and said, "Mr. Xiong Fu also taught Ren Xian a lot of life, can you give her any tips?"

Tong Yuan stroked his beard, and said calmly: "If Ren Xian uses a spear, Xiao Lang will definitely lose. If he uses a knife, it's about five or five."

Wang Yue smiled and said, "Brother Tong is very confident in his spear skills."

Tong Yuan raised his brows, looked at Wang Yue, and said, "Brother Xuan Sheng seems to have something in his words. Yes, last time I used the sword to lose a move. If I use the spear next time, Brother Xuan Sheng may not be my opponent."

Xuansheng is Wang Yue's surname.

Wang Yue narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you sure it's a desperate move?"

Tong Yuan didn't change his face and his heart didn't beat: "I admit that your swordsmanship is superior, do you dare to compete again?"

Wang Yue said: "Okay, let's talk about what bet you are going to bet this time."

Tong Yuan couldn't help remembering the last time he lost a portable sword to Wang Yue, and now Wang Yue repeated his old trick and raised the bet again, these two words sound harsh.

"I said, Old Wang, it's a bit vulgar for you to bet on a good martial arts competition, isn't it?" Tong Yuan looked contemptuous.

"Wang is just an ordinary person. Let's just say it. If you want to compete, you can bet it. Otherwise, you won't talk about it." Wang Yue moved closer to Tong Yuan and said in a low voice: "If you really don't have a treasure that you can win, you lose." It’s okay to give me two altars of daughter’s red every month.”

"My daughter is red? Don't even think about it!" Tong Yuan looked wary.

Every month, Liu Gan would give Wang Yue and Tong Yuan three top-notch Nurhongs. For an alcoholic like Tong Yuan, every jar of Nurhongs was his lifeblood, and Wang Yue wanted to snatch them away. Two altars of daughter red, isn't this equivalent to killing half of his life?

At this time, Sun Renxian and Sun Lang had already started a fierce competition on the field.

Sun Renxian held a knife, and Sun Lang used a sword. The two brothers and sisters clashed with each other, making a "jingling" sound.

Everyone focused their eyes on the two of them, but Tong Yuan was absent-minded.

Tong Yuan suddenly moved to Wang Yue's side, and said in a low voice, "How about a pot of daughter red?"

Tong Yuan didn't have absolute confidence in defeating Wang Yue, but as a wine addict, he suddenly thought that if he could have an extra pot of Nurhong every month, it would be worth the effort.

Wang Yue raised two fingers, full of smiles.

Tong Yuan said something more, bargained for a long time, and found that Wang Yue, an old fox, would not give an inch, and made up his mind to ask for two altars of daughter red.

"Okay, two altars are two altars, I still don't believe me." Tong Yuan suddenly went all out. After all, when it comes to heads-up, he has never been afraid of anyone.

Even if the opponent is Wang Yue, so what?

Hearing this, Wang Yue looked as if he had succeeded in his treachery, and his smiling face seemed to be full of confidence. Only Wang Yue knew that when Tong Yuan agreed, there was a little wave of excitement in Wang Yue's heart.

Wang Yue knew that it would not be easy for these two jars of wine to win.

(End of this chapter)