The Law of Hunting a Wife Chapter 71: Visiting class

The day before the first battle, Yang Qiqi basically spent it in bed.

That Ling Yue was infinitely indulgent to her. In addition to bringing breakfast to the bed and waiting for her to eat, even lunch was the same. In the evening, Qiqi finally got up from bed and got up. When she went downstairs, she was shocked to see Xiang Buchen in the living room.

In the morning, he was still a handsome beast with sharp eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, but now his face can only be described as horrible. The corners of the mouth were cracked and bruised and swollen; the bridge of the nose was also red and red; the socket of the right eye was black and swollen into a big walnut... This was on the face, but as for the body, it couldn't be seen with the clothes on.

"What's going on? Who are you fighting with?" Qiqi went up and lifted his chin, looked at him carefully and then complained. "What happened? You were injured like this and you didn't apply any medicine? Tomorrow is the first battle, and you didn't protect yourself?"

"Xiang Buchen is competing with Mr. Hexu." Tu Jin said from the side.

Alas! I have long known that Xiang Buchen would definitely lose in a battle with Master Hexu. Look at his miserable state, and then look at Master Renjiaxu's face. There are no marks at all. What's this? This is the difference! As for the two levels, do you think they are so easy to cross?

Yang Qiqi turned to look at Xu, who was sitting upright and with his back straight, and saw that his style was still the same, but it could be seen that the clothes were not the ones he had in the morning, and the style was still the same that could wrap his whole body tightly. The real kind. It seemed that he had not suffered any loss at the hands of Xiang Buchen.

Xu/(o)/~~: Qiqi, you are absolutely wrong. Xiang Buchen's injuries are all on his face, and mine are all on his body. He must have noticed my strict dressing habits and greeted me specifically! Moreover, he is not the second level on the surface...

Seeing that Xu was fine, Qiqi turned his attention to Xiang Buchen again. She muttered a few times and went upstairs to get some trauma ointment.

"Don't move, I'll give you the medicine." She held his face in position, squeezed the milky white ointment onto the pad of her index finger, grabbed his chin with one hand, and touched the injury at the corner of his mouth with her index finger. . "If you don't take medicine, do you plan to go out to fight tomorrow with such a colorful face? You are such an old man, and you don't know how to take care of yourself... Blah blah blah..."

Qiqi feels that apart from his talent in martial arts, his proud disciple is really uneasy in life. She felt that she was a master, so she consciously assumed the role of mother, nagging and complaining all at once. She didn't even notice that Xiang Buchen's eyes became as dark as black holes under her touch, and he wished he could **** her whole body into his eyes. When she spoke, her breath sprayed on his face, carrying the unique fragrance of a girl, which made him almost lose control. Her fresh lips opened and closed in front of his eyes, which reminded him of certain memories, and he swallowed hard.

He wanted to block her little mouth and absorb the sweet fluid inside. He wanted to hug her tightly and press her under him...

"Bang!" A sound woke up Xiang Buchen from his fantasy, and also interrupted Qiqi's babble. Everyone looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw Xiang Buchen grabbing the armrest of the chair with too much force and breaking it.

The audience was silent...

Qiqi moved her hands away slightly and tilted her head: "Does it hurt? I'm already very light."

Afraid that she would see the flaw, Xiang Buchen lowered his eyelids: "It doesn't hurt, I just remembered some things from the past. You can continue."

"Oh, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it." Qiqi touched the bridge of his nose again with her fingers, but this time, she just applied the medicine silently and no longer kept mumbling.

Nian Jimo and Zheng Shou were not able to come to dinner. After the five people had dinner, they briefly discussed the matter of the first battle day, and then the three young beasts said goodbye and left.

In fact, there is no effective strategy for ranking battles, especially in the first few days of the battle. Drawing lots on the spot to determine your respective opponents is completely random. If you encounter someone with poor strength, you are lucky. If the seeded team is drawn, then you can only consider yourself unlucky. Only when there are ten players in the battle can you know your opponent in advance and be careful about your tactics.

If you sleep too much during the day, you will feel particularly energetic at night. Bored, Yang Qiqi decided to take a food box to visit the two male beasts, and Xu, as a bodyguard, had no choice but to follow.

Nian Jimo was on duty in the hall's assistant office, and there was a pile of documents on the table waiting for his approval. When Yang Qiqi opened the office door, he was taking the hall master's seal to seal with a sullen face. There was a cold bento in his hand.

"Get out! Knock on the door and come in again, how many times do you want me to say it!" He didn't even raise his head, and the cold and stern words hit him in the head.

Yang Qiqi was confused by his cold drink. She knew that Nian Jimo was cold-blooded and cruel towards outsiders, but he had always been gentle and submissive towards herself. She had never been treated like this by him.

Nian Jimo felt something was wrong. He raised his eyes and saw that it was the little female he had been thinking about day and night. His face immediately turned pale and he hurriedly pushed away the chair and stepped forward to hold her in his arms: "I'm sorry, Qi. Seven, I didn’t know you would come here. I didn’t mean to yell at you, forgive me..."

Yang Qiqi has come back to his senses, relaxed his body, snuggled into his arms, put his arms around his waist, smiled and narrowed his eyes: "I don't want to be angry, I just didn't hear it. Ji spoke to me in this tone, so I couldn't react. But, A Ji, no matter how busy you are at work, you can't skip meals."

"I want to finish my work before we talk..." Nian Jimo's voice became softer as he spoke. Finished? I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it before the ranking battle ends. That hateful fat old man Mu Youzhi put the hall master's big seal on his desk, and this mountain of things was unloaded on his shoulders. It's pity that he hasn't had a good sleep with Qiqi for how many days? It's so disgusting, I really want to squeeze the fat out of the old man's body and make it into flower fertilizer.

Qiqi raised her head and kissed his chin, then pushed away his embrace. He walked to the table and threw the cold bento into the trash can.

"Since we can't finish it, let's have a good meal before cooking." She took the food box from Xu's hand, put the food on the table, and called Nian Jimo to come over and eat.

Looking at the steaming food on the table, and then at the beloved little female beast with a bright smile beside him, Nian Jimo felt his nose and eyes sore, and almost shed tears. Such a warm little female is his wife. How lucky is he to be her guardian beast.

After dinner, Qiqi packed up the food box and left immediately. His work cannot be affected just because of her arrival.

"Recently, Qiqi will be left to you." Nian Jimo said to Xu.

Xu nodded: "Don't worry, I won't let her lose a hair."

The next person to look for is Zheng Shou. He is responsible for patrolling and will not be fixed in one place. After Qiqi asked several green attendants, she took Xu to find him at the water corridor.

"Qiqi~" Zheng Shou rushed towards her in great surprise, and regardless of the gazes of the patrol team members behind him, he hugged her and kissed her passionately. "Qiqi, are you here to see me? I'm so happy. I haven't seen you all day. I really miss you."

The male beasts gathered behind him whistled. After Zheng Shou turned around and raised his fist to threaten him, he was not afraid, but burst into laughter.

"I miss you too. ~IndoMTL.com~ Qiqi touched the stubble on his chin: "You and Nian Jimo have both lost weight in the past few days. Didn't you have a good meal? I brought dinner. ”

"Well, Qiqi came at the right time, I'm really hungry." Old Xiong happily took the food box in Xu's hand, sat on the floor like that, and started eating, with his **** face smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't even see his eyes. .

All the male beasts on the side collectively despised: Damn! It's so shameless. You obviously had dinner in the cafeteria just now, but you still ate more than anyone else.

That night, handsome boy Xu accompanied Yang Qiqi to send a loving dinner to the two, and then escorted them all the way back to the small building. He returned to his room, closed the bathroom door, and took off his clothes, revealing bruises and bruises all over his body.

His fingers caressed the bruises on his chest. He closed his eyes and imagined that Qi Qi was soothing himself with his little hands. He was as focused and gentle as applying medicine to Xiang Buchen in the living room, with a faint look in his eyes. Feeling bad...

Hanging down his hands in frustration, he held the basin and looked at his own face in the mirror: thick eyebrows like swords, and brown eyes that, in addition to the coldness and rigor of the past, also had a different kind of softness. He knew that he was really in trouble, not because of the mission, not because of Ah Qui's instructions...()