Chapter 21

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The horsetail girl looked at Wei Xiaobei curiously. Seeing several footprints on Wei Xiaobei, she couldn't help laughing and turned to the inner room.

"This is my daughter Cheng Sisi. She has just been admitted to Cuihu university this year. No, I have to follow her."

Cheng Biwu smiled and introduced.

I see. Wei Xiaobei nodded. It seems that Cheng Biwu and his daughter are deeply in love.

But then again, Cuihu university is a famous university in China. Although it can't compare with Peking University and Tsinghua University, it's not far away. If you can be admitted to such a university, you can be called the top anywhere in terms of learning.

Wei Xiaobei then sincerely held a few words, which made Cheng Biwu laugh proudly.

For a father, it is undoubtedly a great and pleasant thing for his daughter to be recognized and praised by others in learning.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Sisi came out with a wine bottle, which showed a dark red liquid.

"Say what, say you."

Cheng Biwu smiled and then said to Wei Xiaobei, "Xiaobei, take off your clothes."

disrobe?

Hearing this, Wei Xiaobei felt that his brain was not enough. He had a T-shirt on his body. If he took it off, he would be naked.

If only Cheng Biwu is there, it doesn't matter. They are all old men, but Cheng Sisi is also there, staring at himself with curious eyes.

Wei Xiaobei is not thick skinned enough to take off his clothes and bare his arms in front of a big girl, so he hesitated to look at Cheng Sisi, hoping Cheng Biwu could understand.

Cheng Biwu understood, stared at Cheng Sisi and shouted, "go to the kitchen and prepare. Today I'm going to have a drink with brother Xiaobei."

Cheng Sisi is not a fool. Naturally, he understands the purpose of Cheng Biwu to drive himself away. He glanced at Wei Xiaobei, twisted his thin waist and turned away. He muttered, "just show me this little body. I don't even look at it. It's not as good as the eldest martial brother."

After hearing this, Cheng Biwu felt that he had no face and was in a hurry: "you!"

Hearing his father's voice, Cheng Sisi took a few steps and disappeared into the martial arts hall in the twinkling of an eye. Cheng Biwu couldn't help sighing: "this child, alas, has no mother since childhood. I don't know how to discipline. I mix with boys. Now it's getting bigger and worse. What can I do in the future?"

Listening to Cheng Biwu's words, Wei Xiaobei's face turned red. He was not easy to talk about housework like this, so he had to be silent.

"Come on, take it off."

Cheng Biwu said a few words like Sister Xianglin. Seeing that Wei Xiaobei hadn't taken off his clothes, he urged him.

Wei Xiaobei quickly took off his T-shirt.

Cheng Biwu looked at the blue mark left by the steel pipe on Wei Xiaobei's back and said, "don't look at your boy. His back doesn't hurt now. At night, it makes your boy too painful to sleep."

After that, Cheng Biwu asked Wei Xiaobei to lie down, opened the bottle cap, poured the dark red medicinal wine on his hand, pressed it on Wei Xiaobei's back, and then rubbed it up.

Wei Xiaobei immediately shouted when Cheng Biwu rubbed him.

so painful!

"Help!"

Before Wei Xiaobei came here, he wouldn't believe he would call such a voice.

"What's your name? A man can't stand such a little pain?"

Cheng Biwu didn't relax at all because of Wei Xiaobei's call, but increased his strength, so that Wei Xiaobei couldn't break away from his hands.

At this time, the girl's giggle came from behind.

At the thought that Cheng Sisi's girl might hide behind to watch the excitement, Wei Xiaobei couldn't cry out.

What a shame!

However, once his attention was diverted, Wei Xiaobei's willpower as high as 12 points came into play.

Pain is nothing!

Anyway, Cheng Sisi doesn't look like her father at all.

Cheng Biwu's face looks square. If Cheng Sisi looks like this, he will be sad.

Wei Xiaobei was happy, but then another wave of pain came from his back, which made him open his mouth and grin. He couldn't be happy anymore.

After rubbing for a while, Cheng Biwu just let Wei Xiaobei go, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and shouted at the back: "dead girl, just know to hide behind and have fun, don't get a sweat towel for your father!"

"Come, come!" As expected, Cheng Sisi hid behind and peeped. After being broken by Cheng Biwu, he ran over with a sweat towel and a smile.

It's nice to be young. Wei Xiaobei couldn't help looking crazy, but he reacted immediately and hurriedly put his T-shirt on his body to avoid the spring.

"There's a little muscle." I don't know whether it was with Wei Xiaobei or what. Cheng Sisi glanced away, handed his sweat towel to his father, turned and left, so as not to be scolded by his father again.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei felt refreshed all over his body, and the faint pain on his back disappeared. Looking at Cheng Biwu sweating, he also knew that the other party was very tired.

Wei Xiaobei knows how hard it is to knead. His struggle alone is not small.

"Thank you, uncle Cheng."

Wei Xiaobei quickly thanked him, but he felt a little sorry. Although he had helped others before, he didn't need to help others at all. On the contrary, he made others half tired. I'm afraid Cheng Biwu was not tired by fighting with those gangsters before.

"Thank you for what? In the final analysis, I want to thank you. By the way, you have a good foundation. Have you studied martial arts before?"

Cheng Biwu wiped two sweats and asked with a smile.

"Have you ever been a soldier, Military Boxing and catching the enemy boxing?"

At this time, the relationship between the two was much more harmonious than at first, so Wei Xiaobei spoke more casually.

"Military Boxing is a routine. It's good to catch the enemy. It was born from Baji boxing."

Cheng Biwu smiled and began to give Wei Xiaobei Kepu a smile.

Wei Xiaobei knew at this time that the enemy catching fist was born out of Baji boxing. No wonder he felt a little familiar when watching those half boys practice boxing in the yard.

Of course, the enemy catching fist was born from the eight pole fist, which does not mean that it is the same as the eight pole fist.

The voice fell. Cheng Biwu hesitated and looked at Wei Xiaobei. It seemed that there was something difficult to open his mouth.

"Uncle Cheng, if you need anything, just say, don't hesitate."

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help laughing at Cheng Biwu's performance. He wondered whether Cheng Biwu wanted to recruit a door-to-door son-in-law?

In other words, although Cheng Sisi is somewhat arrogant and charming, he is indeed a beauty in terms of appearance. At least Wei Xiaobei has no bad feelings for her, but has some good feelings for her.