Genius doctor: Rebirth of 18 years old

Hindsight nodded, Ling Wei Oh a, with him toward the downstairs.

After coming to the hall of the villa, Tang Ziqian's figure slowly walks towards the corner on the right side. This is the place where Ling Wei has passed in the future. Following Tang Ziqian's steps, she slowly follows. A few minutes later, she enters the hall here.

This is a huge hall, wider than the authentic Hall of this villa.

And in this hall, there is no furniture, some are all a series of fitness equipment, everything, dazzling. Just looking at the equipment, Ling Wei can see Tang Ziqian's body shape and action in her mind.

"Come here." He stood in the same place and said in silence.

Ling Wei went to him in a daze. Until she came to him, she suddenly turned red and realized that she was no longer on guard against him. In just a few seconds when she was distracted, Tang Ziqian had already pulled up her hands, and then pressed her back tightly with his broad and thick chest.

At this moment, Ling Wei felt at ease and relaxed for the first time.

"Follow my hand." Tang Ziqian didn't take advantage of Ling Wei's self-consciousness at all. There is no more suitable and simple way to teach one's fighting skills by Buddhism except for the two of them.

But in fact, the education of fighting skills can also have a variety of postures.

In addition to two people stick together, any other method can teach Ling Wei very well.

But Tang Ziqian never thought about other postures

Ling Weicai woke up from his sleep. Under the guidance of Tang Ziqian, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their posture at this time!

Feeling that her body had no conflict with her own contact, Tang Ziqian's eyebrows and eyes moved, and he was extremely gorgeous.

"The arm must be powerful and the leg must be fixed." He caught her again.

Ling Wei moves according to his hand, but suddenly feels that her back is inexplicably hot. With a movement in his heart, he suddenly realized that the posture between him and Tang Ziqian was too ambiguous. With a movement in the corner of his eye, he just caught a glimpse of Tang Ziqian's smiling face, and her ears suddenly turned red.

What's the matter, Ling Wei?

Don't think about it!

This is learning to fight!

But this posture how to feel, how to feel ambiguous!

All the struggles in her heart rest on the thin lips where Tang Ziqian rubs her face. She blushes and lowers her head. Like a child who has done something wrong, she follows Tang Ziqian's education in silence, but her heart is already in disorder.

Tang Ziqian, on the other hand, had a calm face when he succeeded. He didn't see any shyness or other emotions at all. He was as calm as if the act of wiping his face was just an accident. His ascetic appearance and serious mood make Ling Wei's heart more chaotic.

Suddenly release Tang Ziqian's hand, she dropped a word and left in a hurry.

"Forget it, it's so late today. I'd better learn it next time."

This word falls, the person also did not have a shadow.

Until her figure left for a long time, Tang Ziqian's happy laughter came out from inside to outside.

Back in the room, Ling Wei, who can't sleep any more, only feels that her breathing is speeding up and her heart is beating too fast. Some of her memories of Tang Ziqian's dignified face are beyond her control. The more she thinks about it, the more strange she feels. Is it really that she thinks too much?

No, no, it's just an accident.

Wrong, in fact, he did it on purpose!

OK, Ling Wei is in a mess!

The night was spent in Lingwei's heart beating, Tang Ziqian's good mood and Junyan Dayue.

The next day, Ling Wei didn't even have time to say goodbye to Tang Ziqian, so she ordered Tang Ziqian's men to send her back to school. When Tang Ziqian got up, he was not angry, but a little happy.

It seems that gradually she has been able to adapt to his people.

Progress!

With breakfast, Tang Ziqian also inexplicably felt that the breakfast taste good!

Every day after that, Tang Ziqian was extremely looking forward to Ling Wei's arrival, but after that, Ling Wei never allowed him to teach her how to fight with that ambiguous posture. Although he couldn't get close to him, he was in front of him. For Tang Ziqian, he was satisfied.

The next few days were spent in peace, but this day, that is, on Friday, something suddenly broke Ling Wei's peaceful life.

Li Buwei, who is far away from Xicheng, was smashed on the shop door and stole all the antiques from the counter for some unknown reason. This matter has aroused great attention in Xicheng. However, according to Li Buwei's wife, the antiques stolen from the shop are just worthless things.

It can be seen that this accident, theft of personal leave, smashing shop is true!

Such a vicious act happened in Li Buwei's shop. It happened not long after Li Buwei left Xicheng. On the same day, Li Buwei just arrived in Yunshi and received a phone call from his wife. Therefore, it can be seen that this incident should be a retaliatory act.Almost as soon as Ling Wei heard the news, Zhao Jian, the initiator of the incident, or the mastermind behind it, came to her mind.

Smash the shop? The means are despicable and the purpose is obvious. I can't be humiliated any more. I'm afraid there's no other person except Zhao Jian who is unscrupulous. After all, Li Buwei has never had any accidents in Xicheng these years, and has never had any disputes with others. He is the best person in life. So who would do such a mean thing to revenge Li Buwei?

The answer is yes.

The occurrence of this event makes Ling Wei want to rush to the cloud city more and more quickly, and it also unintentionally stimulates Ling Wei's coldness.

After Ling Wei learned that Li Buwei's shop was smashed in Xicheng, she received a call from Zhong Bingrong one after another. Surprised to pick up the phone, but listen to the end of the phone Zhong Bingrong some anxious mouth: "Weiwei, this time you go to the Cloud City first step, I have a little thing to deal with here, more urgent, after I deal with, immediately go to the cloud city with you, how?"