222 repair water pipe

"What's the matter? Don't you like it?"

Liao Wushuang thought Li Fan didn't drink, so he reminded him, "take a sip and taste it slowly under your tongue. Try it, and the teacher won't cheat you."

"Then I'll try..."

Li Fan tasted this small mouthful of wine, and then put it under his tongue in the way Liao Wushuang said.

From the bitterness of the entrance, a trace of sweetness slowly appeared, which surprised Li Fan. It seems that good wine is different, but it has to be tasted. Li Fan came out with that small mouthful. When he still wanted to ask Liao Wushuang for some, Liao Wushuang had put away the red wine.

"It's not that the teacher is stingy, but that he really can't drink any more, otherwise he will get drunk."

"You underestimate me, teacher Liao, but I'm not drunk!"

Li Fan hurried to prove his ability, but Liao Wushuang gently poked him on the forehead, "what nonsense? You think you are a Wulin expert, and you're still drunk."

"Speaking of Wulin masters, teacher Liao, do you believe in Wulin masters?"

Li Fan suddenly asked.

"Wulin master? Which one do you mean?"

Liao Wushuang's eyebrows are slightly raised, which is very beautiful.

"It's the kind of person who goes high and high, with internal skills."

"Interesting question

Every time Liao Wushuang smiles, his eyes will narrow into beautiful crescent, which is particularly beautiful.

"When I was abroad, I saw some masters of Chinese martial arts. Their Kung Fu seemed to be different from what you said. I haven't seen internal skills, but those masters of Chinese martial arts had good Kung Fu."

"Is it just Kung Fu?"

"Yes, and the physical quality of Chinese people is really not as good as foreigners."

Liao Wushuang sighed, "I've seen American Wrestling. Those wrestlers' physical fitness is too strong. There are also some American boxers, whose bodies have been systematically trained, which are much better than our masters of Chinese martial arts."

"The national skill should be more powerful, right?"

"You read too many novels."

Liao Wushuang continued to explain his point of view, "you haven't seen those people's muscles and their strength. Things like Ye Wen are just content that appears on TV, which can't exist in reality."

"What if there is one, teacher Liao?"

Li Fan vowed.

"I only believe what my eyes see."

Liao Wushuang pointed to his eyes, "and boys of your age like to have some fantasies. I understand, it's normal. But you can't let fantasies delay you, you know?"

"I see. Thank you for reminding me. №"

Li Fan has no other way. It is estimated that this kind of thing cannot be explained clearly to teacher Liao.

He couldn't reach out and let all the chairs in teacher Liao's room fly, and then said, look, this is the power of true Qi!

"Well, let's not talk about this digression."

Liao Wushuang put their topic on the right track, "your current English level is also pretty good, but you always make some grammatical mistakes. In fact, it's very simple here. Imagine these as..."

Liao Wushuang leaned on the tea table, his arm on the table, and he was close to Li Fan. His head could even touch the tip of Li Fan's nose. She had a faint fragrance of milk on her body, which was different from other girls.

This makes Li Fan a little think of Lin Yuexian. When she made up lessons for herself, she was so close that she could smell the fragrance on her body. However, the fragrance of the two people is diametrically opposite. Why does Liao Wushuang have a milky fragrance?

Li Fan tried his best to dissipate these messy problems in his mind and stop thinking like this!

Study hard and strive to be a civilized and good student!

Although a little distracted, I have to admit that Liao Wushuang's teaching level is very high. In the past, she thought that English was the same as Tianshu, but she came at her fingertips and let Li Fan learn it quickly.

The efficiency of this class is better than that of Li Fan who studies for more than ten hours at ordinary times! And many things that Li Fan didn't understand before are now revealed.

No wonder Bai Linluo likes this beautiful teacher. Her level is really high!

"Teacher Liao, I understand here, but I still don't understand this place."

Li Fan takes a paper and pushes it to Liao Wushuang. When Liao Wushuang took it over, he accidentally scraped the wine glass down, and the red wine on it spilled on Liao Wushuang's T-shirt.

"Ah!"

Liao Wushuang exclaimed and took a few steps backwards.

Li Fan also hurriedly righted the wine glass, but it was already late.

"Teacher Liao, are you all right?"

"Nothing, nothing... I'll wash it..."

Liao Wushuang shook the wine on his chest, "it's a waste of this red wine."

"I'll help the teacher clean the table. Please go and wash it."

Li Fan took out some paper towels and began to wipe the table.

Liao Wushuang has walked into the bathroom next to him. It seems that because it is a single apartment, the bathroom is also semi open, with frosted glass outside. Through the frosted glass, Li fan can see the indistinct and charming figure inside.

Alas, this is really contradictory. Since it is vague, how can it be called charming? It's probably the impression of beauty left by Liao matchless, which is true.

"Ah!"

Just as Li Fan was trying to dispel the unhealthy fantasy in his mind, there was a sudden exclamation in the bathroom.

There is a situation! Is there a monster crawling out of the toilet, or is there red blood dripping from the pipe?

At that moment, Li Fan especially wanted to rush directly into the bathroom and save Liao Wushuang like a hero!

But his reason remained, but he stood up slightly and sat back.

Liao Wushuang pushed open the door of the bathroom and came out. She was wrapped in a white bath towel, which covered most of her body, but made her figure more concave and convex. Li fanxin said that this appearance makes people want to commit a crime. It's better not to wear it!

"Li Fan... You, can you do me a favor..."

Liao Wushuang's body was still a little wet. He didn't prick his head and didn't get wet.

"What's the matter... Teacher liao..."

Li Fan felt that his blood was a little upwelling, and his heart said that this was not a challenge to his psychological bottom line

No, it's to challenge your moral standards!

How can I say that I am also a vigorous young man? Is this really good?

Li Fan was depressed. He didn't know whether to be embarrassed or secretly happy about this kind of thing.

"Well... The water pipe doesn't know how to break... It seems that a valve is loose. It's not convenient for me to find the property right now... Li Fan, do you have a hard time helping me?"

"It's not hard, let me see."

The water pipes in the dilapidated house he used to live in were always broken. Li Fan learned how to repair them from his father. If there is a small problem, he can really fix it.