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The ponytail girl looked at Wei Xiaobei curiously. When she saw a few footprints on Wei Xiaobei, she couldn't help but laugh and turned to the inner room.

"This is my daughter Cheng Sisi. She just got admitted to Cuihu University this year. So, I had to follow her old bones."

Cheng Biwu smiled and introduced.

So that's it. Wei Xiaobei nodded. It seemed that Cheng Biwu and his daughter had a deep love between father and daughter.

But then again, Cuihu University is a prestigious university in China. Although it is not as good as Peking University and Tsinghua University, it is not far behind. Being able to get into such a university can be considered top-notch in terms of study alone.

Wei Xiaobei then gave a few sincere words, which made Cheng Biwu laugh proudly.

For a father, it is undoubtedly a very pleasant and exciting thing to be able to gain recognition and praise from others in his studies.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Sisi walked out holding a wine bottle, and a dark red liquid appeared inside.

"What are you saying, tell me."

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

Take off your clothes?

Hearing this, Wei Xiaobei felt that his mind was not enough, so he only had a T-shirt on his body. If he took it off, he would be shirtless.

If only Cheng Biwu was there, it wouldn't matter. They were all big men, but Cheng Sisi was also on the side, staring at him with curious eyes.

Wei Xiaobei's face was not as thick as he took off his clothes in front of a big girl and barely looked at Cheng Sisi hesitantly, hoping that Cheng Biwu would understand.

Cheng Biwu understood, glared at Cheng Sisi, and shouted: "Go to the kitchen to prepare. Today I want to have some drinks with my brother Xiaobei."

Cheng Sisi was not a fool either. She naturally understood the purpose of Cheng Biwu driving him away. She gave Wei Xiaobei a blank look, twisted her slender waist and turned around and left, muttering: "Just show this little body to me, I don't even look at it, I'm not as good as the eldest brother."

After hearing this, Cheng Biwu felt a little embarrassed and a little anxious: "You!"

Hearing my father's voice, Cheng Sisi took a few steps and disappeared in the martial arts hall in a blink of an eye, which made Cheng Biwu sigh: "This child, he has lost his mother since he was a child, and I don't know how to discipline me. I mingle with the boys. Now the older I am, the less I look. What should I do in the future?"

Listening to Cheng Biwu's words, Wei Xiaobei's face turned a little red. He was not easy to talk about housework like this and could only remain silent.

"Quick, take it off."

Cheng Biwu said a few words like Xianglin Sao, and saw that Wei Xiaobei had not taken off his clothes, he urged him.

Wei Xiaobei hurriedly took off his T-shirt.

Cheng Biwu looked at the green marks left by the steel pipe on Wei Xiaobei's back and said, "Don't look at your back without pain now. When it's time tonight, you will be in such pain that you can't sleep."

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

Wei Xiaobei rubbed Cheng Biwu like this and immediately started to scream.

it hurts!

"Help!"

Before Wei Xiaobei arrived here, he would not believe that he would make such a sound.

"What is it? A man can't stand such a little pain?"

Cheng Biwu did not relax because of Wei Xiaobei's call at all. Instead, he increased his strength, making Wei Xiaobei unable to break free from his hands at all.

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

When Wei Xiaobei thought that the girl Cheng Sisi might be hiding behind to watch the fun, she couldn't scream out loud.

Too shameless!

However, once the attention was changed, Wei Xiaobei's willpower of up to twelve o'clock took effect.

What does pain mean?

Having said that, Cheng Sisi doesn't look like her father at all.

Cheng Biwu's face looked square, and if Cheng Sisi looked like this, it would be miserable.

Wei Xiaobei felt happy, but after that, another wave of pain came from his back, making him unable to help but open his mouth and no longer be happy.

After a while of rubbing, Cheng Biwu let Wei Xiaobei go, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted at the back: "Damn girl, just knowing that she is hiding behind and having fun, why don't you bring your father a sweat towel!"

"Here, come!" Cheng Sisi really hid behind and peeked. After being drunk by Cheng Biwu, she ran over with a sweat towel and smiled.

Youth is so good. Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but feel a little crazy, but after turning it over, he reacted and hurriedly put the T-shirt on his body to avoid the sudden appearance of spring.

"I still have some small muscles." I don't know if it was a foul fight with Wei Xiaobei or something, Cheng Sisi curled her lips and handed her sweat towel to her father, turned around and left, so as not to be scolded by her father again.

Wei Xiaobei's whole body was filled with pleasure, and the faint pain in his back disappeared. Seeing Cheng Biwu sweating profusely, he knew that the other party was very tired.

No matter how anxious Wei Xiaobei is, he knows how hard it is to rub this thread, and his struggle alone is quite strong.

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

Wei Xiaobei hurriedly thanked him, but he felt a little sad. Although he had helped him before, he didn't need his help at all, but instead made him tired. I'm afraid that even the fight with those gangsters before did not make Cheng Biwu so tired.

"What are you grateful for? After all, I want to thank you. By the way, you have a good foundation and have learned martial arts before?"

Cheng Biwu asked with a smile after smirking.

"Is it a soldier who has been a military fist, and he must have captured the enemy's fist?"

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

"Forget it, it's a routine. It's good to capture the enemy's fist. It's born from Bajiquan."

Cheng Biwu smiled and then began to popularize Wei Xiaobei.

It was only then that Wei Xiaobei realized that the enemy-catching fist was actually derived from Bajiquan. No wonder he felt a little familiar when he looked at the half-aged boys in the yard practicing boxing.

Of course, the capture of enemy fist is derived from Bajiquan, which does not mean that it is the same as Bajiquan.

After the words came to an end, Cheng Biwu hesitated a little and looked at Wei Xiaobei, as if there was something difficult to say.

"Uncle Cheng, if you have something to do, just say, don't hesitate."

Wei Xiaobei saw Cheng Biwu's performance and couldn't help but laugh, wondering if Cheng Biwu wanted to recruit a son-in-law?
Chapter completed!