C40 A Third-rate Man Practises Third-rate Boxing

It was already past 12 o'clock when he took the car that Wen Jing had called back to Qingzhou City. Watching the car gradually disappear, Wen Jing's crafty face flashed in Yang Liu's mind, and she couldn't help but have a headache. Letting me teach her martial arts, isn't that a fantasy? I was waiting for someone else to teach me.

Walking back to his dwelling, the willows took a comfortable bath