Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Zhao Wou-ki picked up the cold teacup and drank it in one gulp, the corner of Lao Li's mouth twitched, this is his treasure!

Sure enough, shouldn't it be taken out and let the big bastard Zhao Wuji ruin it?

"San Tiao Jin deserves that he eats jelly beans every day. A dignified soul sage, he doesn't want to move even a few steps from the teacher's cafeteria. He just lies at the door and basks in the sun all day. It's not cultivation, is it?"

"Old Zhao, don't tell me, I heard Santiaojin say that he is practicing cultivation!

You may not know much about it, but the cultivation of the food system is so strange. I heard Santiaojin say that there is a soul master with garlic spirit, who can achieve the effect of cultivation as long as he bury himself in the soil. "

Zao Wou-Ki: "..."

"That's it, then let him bask in the sun and eat jelly beans all day long." Zhao Wou-ki scratched his head and said.

The two of them continued talking to each other without getting into a serious topic, just like retired old men chatting under the shade of a tree in the park, recalling their glory days from time to time.

"Old Zhao, you are not young, do you plan to start a family?" Lao Li put down his teacup and asked.

Zao Wou-ki put down his teacup and said after a moment: "There is no one who is right, let's talk about it."

Lao Li sighed: "It's time to let go after so many years, she probably doesn't want you to go on like this."

Zhao Wou-ki clenched his fist slightly, and remained silent.

Seeing this, Lao Li shook his head helplessly. That's what he said, but for those who are deeply involved, how easy is it to let go?

After a long time, Zhao Wuji said: "Let's let nature take its course."

"Yes, this matter cannot be forced."

……

"Rongrong, where do you think we'll play?" Xiao Wu hugged a radish and hugged her pillow.

The master gave them half a day off today, which is not unusual.

Ning Rongrong lay on the bed, did not answer Rabbit Jing, she turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing, what are you going to do this afternoon."

"train."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes did not leave the "Analysis of Combat Cases" in his hand.

Ning Rongrong sat up, and blinked at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu understood, and jumped onto Zhu Zhuqing's bed with a quick swipe.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Xiao Wu with some doubts.

Xiao Wu immediately stuck to her body, Zhu Zhuqing's arms were tightly controlled by him, and the two small balls of heat kept exerting pressure on her arms.

"Zhuqing, you can't do this. The masters say that you have to combine work and rest to achieve twice the result with half the effort!"

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to free his hand.

"Zhuqing~ Don't you even listen to the master's words?" Xiao Wu held her hand tighter.

Zhu Zhuqing just said: "I..."

"Zhuqing, you're not a puppet, you always need to rest." Ning Rongrong came over and hugged her other arm, two balls of soft warmth wrapped Zhu Zhuqing's arm.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned pink, and she wanted to break free, but Ning Rongrong was already prepared, how could she be given a chance?

Ning Rongrong gave Xiao Wu a look again, Xiao Wu understood and nodded with a wicked smile.

"Bamboo Qing~"

The two threw Zhu Zhuqing onto the bed at the same time, Zhu Zhuqing panicked for a moment, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were squeezing her... over there!

Two pairs of bright and expectant eyes are close at hand.

"Zhuqing~ Let's take a break~"

"I……"

"Are you okay~"

Two dishonest little hands fell on her... there!

Zhu Zhuqing was ashamed and indignant, how could they be such rascals!

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing turned his face to the side, hummed lightly, and agreed, his pink face and shy expression were extremely alluring.

Xiao Wu jumped up with a whoosh: "Okay! Zhuqing agreed!"

The corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth showed a successful smile, using this tactic to deal with the thin-skinned Zhuqing really proved to be very successful.

But it's so big...

"Rongrong! Don't pinch!" Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in embarrassment.

"Whee!"

These two stinky rascals!

……

It was rare for Oscar not to go back to sleep. In the forest, he was swinging his sword.