"Into the Tao with martial arts?" Song Yue pondered for a long time, suddenly found himself to be rich pit.

She immediately looked at the rich and noble, with strange eyes: "do you think she can enter the Tao with martial arts?"

Rich and noble: "why should..." be so keen!

Can't we just let it go?

He shrunk and said cautiously, "well, maybe you can do something about it?"

Song Yue thought for a long time, then said: "you are right, I really should think of a way."

She really should do something about it.

Yao manrou is her mother, not rich.

Since she wants Yao manrou to practice, she has to think of her own way instead of imposing it on the rich.

What's more, wealth is so stupid.

Even if let it think of a way, it certainly can't think of it.

It's still up to her.

It's just that she doesn't have a clue right now.

After pondering for a long time, song Yuecai asked again, "how many seeds do you have?"

Rich heard this, almost not scared to death.

That kind of thing, can have a good, song Yue unexpectedly also want more!

How could there be so many?

If it had, it would have eaten it secretly.

Song Yue saw its expression and his heart sank again.

But she still asked, "can I use something else?"

Richness shook his head: "no way."

It still wants to!

If any seed is OK, how can there be fewer and fewer practitioners?

Song Yue is not lucky this time, and he is not disappointed when he hears the words.

Just feel headache: "that is to say, can only think of other ways."

I want to know with my toes that it must be very difficult for Yao manrou to practice.

Yao manrou is too old to practice martial arts.

And it didn't work.

Now, the most she can do is to exercise more and practice the physical skills as much as possible.

It's good to be able to keep your body as good as possible and have the strength of self-protection.

If you want Yao manrou to be able to practice, you have to find another way.

Song Yue pondered for a long time, but he had no clue. He could only put it down for a while.

She still has time. There's no need to rush.

Song Yue pondered for a long time and decided to go to bed first.

Wait till you wake up!

I didn't feel much when I was carving, but now I feel tired. I have to have a good sleep to replenish my spirit.

First she took a hot bath to relax, then she tired to lie down on the bed, covered the quilt and quickly went to sleep.

When the bright light goes out, there is only a table lamp of cloth art, shining soft warm light.

The light is not very bright, but it makes the whole room warm.

In the middle of the night, when he Chenyuan sneaks in through the window, what he sees is song Yue's quiet sleeping face lying on the bed.

Seeing that she was fast asleep, he Chenyuan took off his shoes and stepped on the floor barefoot for fear of waking her up.

He quietly went to the bed, drooping eyes looking at Song Yue quiet sleep face, suddenly feel particularly satisfied.

Originally restless heart, suddenly calm down.

He Chenyuan gazed for a long time, then found a pillow and lay down on the floor.

Song Yue has fallen asleep. If he goes up now, he will wake her up.

So he decided to lay on the floor.

Anyway, when he was in the barracks, even in the mud, he could lie down and sleep.

He leaned over, took a pillow as a pillow, looked at the sleeping song Yue, opened his mouth and said silently: "good night, Yue Yue."

The floor was hard, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

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