The National Male God of System Rebirth

Chapter 251: I'm afraid your sore hands and sore thro

  Are you still young, do you still have dreams?

  How many people asked themselves and fell silent.

  The angular publicity that has not been smoothed by the years, the dream in the chest has not been washed away by time, the belief in the heart has not been diluted by life, and the tears will always be in the eyes and the dream will always be in the heart. How many people like this?

  This is calm, but he did it. The faith is still there, and the blood will last forever.

  The number of V-blog fans who feel comfortable on this day has skyrocketed and reached a new peak.

  "New Martial Arts" magazine novel "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword" has also entered the attention of more people.

  When martial arts novels are no longer unpopular, countless people still remember the person who once said: I want to tell everyone who said "Martial arts is dead", "Martial arts is not dead."

  Everyone remembers that person’s persistence, that person’s hard work, and what that person said has become a must-have quote in Chinese textbooks.

  "As long as I can embrace the world, what does it matter if I am embarrassed?"

  Martial arts are not dead. The martial arts classics she created will be circulated in the world forever. She has made martial arts novels a trend again. She has led many young people to write martial arts. She has given young people opportunities and a broad stage for young people.

  She is Shu Cheng, who feels at ease.

  Her name is remembered by everyone, and her deeds are extolled by everyone.

  Of course, all this is something later.

  ...

Shu Cheng pressed Rong Junyi's dark eyes and stared at the man, his eyes flashed with stunning colors, the corners of his lips were filled with evil smiles, and his voice was full of charm. "Late sleep is an infectious disease. The good antidote is to sleep with you."

  Rong Junyi's eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous light, but Shu Cheng shrugged, showing no fear.

  The man turned over, touched Shu Cheng’s leg with fiery firmness, his eyes were bloodshot, and his deep voice suppressed his lust, "Don’t mess with it."

  The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, his long eyelashes trembling lightly, but the evil smile in his dark eyes couldn't be concealed.

   "I'm afraid you will sore your hands for a while and your throat will hurt." The man leaned on the bed with one hand, staring at the young man with obsidian eyes, with a charming smile on his lips.

  Shu Cheng’s long eyelashes trembled, her eyes slightly widened, and her big eyes flickered. The hairy head made her look extraordinarily cute.

  I'm afraid you will have sore hands and sore throat for a while? !

  This... is it really A Xiaorong? !

  What did he say when it was so dirty? !

  He is not her...

  But her hands are sore and her throat hurts, how can she do this? !

  ...Not at all in line with the identity of her financial father.

  The man smiled at the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's hair, got up from the bed while the boy was in a daze, and tidyed up his wrinkled clothes.

  The teenager also got up from the bed, looking at the man with dissatisfaction in his eyes, the man’s thin lips raised slightly, this woman... really likes to play, aren’t you ready to tell her that she is a woman?

   "What are you going to do?" The young boy's hairy hair was messy, he forced his face on his face, and his thin lips pressed slightly.

  "Get up and make you something to eat." Rong Junyi glanced at the young man with obsidian eyes and turned to leave.

Shu Cheng took out a candy from the newly bought candy box by the bed and handed it to her mouth. His thin lips raised a satisfying smile. There was candy to eat, and the daughter-in-law hugged him to sleep. He woke up with food. The days were pretty good. .