It doesn’t matter if it’s sweet or not, as I say, let’s get it first and then talk about it!”

Du Juan shook her head: "When things have nothing to do with me, I can be as aggressive as you. Maybe I'm more open-minded than you!"

Hey~ Ever since the last time Sanshi saw the girl named Tuo, he has become lukewarm towards me.

Alas, it’s not his fault!

That girl is also studying medicine. When they are together, they have endless topics to talk about.

We can’t even understand what we’re listening to, so how can we get a word in?”

Bu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up: "It turns out that the problem lies here. Cluck... Sister Du Juan, don't worry. There is absolutely no possibility between the girl named Tuo and the third generation!"

When Du Juan heard this, her eyes widened in surprise, "Xiaoyu, how did you know?"

"I knew it! If you hadn't said that, I wouldn't have remembered it. Huh... shameless!"

Bu Xiaoyu blushed: "I saw it all last night...but I won't tell anyone, huh! I'm so angry, huh!"

"

Du Juan and Bu Xiaoyu were talking privately in the kitchen.

Just at this time.

Takumi Rei who has finished practicing jujitsu and is a close grappler.

While wiping his face with a towel, he walked into the cooking room and asked, "What are you eating this morning? Is there any leftover mutton soup from yesterday?"

Hey, what are the two sisters talking about, why are you so happy?"

Du Juan replied lukewarmly: "There is still mutton soup, but you have to heat it yourself. Can't you see that we are busy? We can't care about serving you, the young lady from the city."

Tuo Haili was stunned, her face full of doubts: Sister Du Juan, what happened this morning?

Did you take black powder early in the morning?

The atmosphere became awkward.

Bu Xiaoyu quickly spoke up to smooth things over, "Ah, it turns out it's sister Haili. Why did you get up so early?"

Tuo Haili smiled slightly: "I'm used to it. I get up every morning to practice. After learning our Kung Fu, if I don't practice it for a day, my whole body will feel stiff and uncomfortable.

If I don’t practice for three days, I always feel like my hands, feet, and back are a little out of coordination.”

Bu Xiaoyu asked her curiously, "Sister Haili, after practicing your kung fu, will those... those... those men like you more?"

Tohaili was stunned again, "I practice these kung fu to make my body more elastic and flexible. At the same time, I can also strengthen my body and stay away from the pain of diseases..."

Bu Xiaoyu was reluctant and wanted to get to the bottom of it: "Sister Haili, tell me, if we practice your kind of kung fu, will men like us more in the future?"

Tuo Haili smiled slightly, "Maybe..."

"Then can you teach me?"

Bu Xiaoyu quickly handed over a freshly baked, golden cornmeal pancake and said with hope: "Sister Haili, don't worry!

I can endure hardships very much.

If you are willing to teach me kung fu, I will get up very early every morning to practice kung fu with you! I will never be lazy for a day."

Tuo Haili shook her head, "It's too late. It's not that I don't want to teach you.

Xiaoyu, the bones and skeleton of your body have been finalized, and now it’s too late to practice Jiu-Jitsu like me.”

Bu Xiaoyu was not convinced: "I, I am not the kind of person who is spoiled. We people in the mountains work every day.

Climbing up hills and ridges, climbing trees and leaping ditches, our body bones are still strong!"

Tuo Haili shook her head: "Labor training and physical training are two different things. Forget it, I can't tell you clearly.

If you don’t believe it, I’ll let you lower your waist and try it later. I’m sure it will make you cry for father and mother in pain.”

With that said, Tuo Haili turned around and walked out.

Bu Xiaoyu asked from behind, "Hey, sister Haili, why don't you eat a tortilla?"

"My mouth is a little numb and I can't eat anything too hard."

Takumi replied and then walked away.

The atmosphere in the kitchen is not very harmonious. Today, Du Juan treats her nose not her nose and her face not her face.

Takumi didn't want to stay in the kitchen and suffer from the inexplicable and cowardly atmosphere...

"Tortilla, too hard? How is that possible, how hard can it be?"

Bu Xiaoyu was puzzled and rolled the tortilla in his hand into a roll.
Chapter completed!