Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 92

At any rate, he has been studying martial arts for three years

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

The two were at it again.

Grandma Liu and Liu Yusheng looked at each other and sighed in unison.

"I'm going to cook, you guys play by yourselves." Before going back to the kitchen, Grandma Liu specifically instructed, "Just don't fight."

Liu Yusheng also set out to pack up her brush and ink. Everything has to be done step by step. Even if she wanted Axiu to regain the skills he once had, she has to do it in stages.

It was about to be lunch time, and then Qian Wanjin was present, so they couldn't continue practicing calligraphy even if they wanted to.

This guy wasn't a young master who could stay quietly beside them.

Two young boys were left in the courtyard at once, one sitting and one crouching.

Qian Wanjin compared their height at the moment. Feeling that his momentum was a little weak, he stood up as if nothing happened and slowly turned around to look at Axiu behind him, stealing glances to see if he was looking.

Great, someone simply ignored him, and just sat there in a daze, like a log.

With a slightly sinister arc in his mouth, Qian Wanjin took out a red rope from his arms and quickly wound it around his head to make sure it wouldn't fall off. Then he turned around and poked Axiu.

He squatted down, his chin on both of his hands forming a flower-like picture, and especially brought his head closer to him. "Red hair tie, your baby. Do you like it? Do you want it? I have lots of them, oh!"

Hahaha, he remembered to avenge yesterday's kick in the carriage.

Eh, boy, wait for me to avenge my past shame!

He was caught unprepared yesterday, but today he'd stare at his feet. He didn't believe he couldn't stop him! At any rate, he's been learning martial arts for three years!

The young man sitting with his eyes deep and quiet, with no fluctuation, seemed to have become that dull and foolish madman again.

Qian Wanjin pulled the red tie on his head and shook it in front of the boy's eyes. "Shengsheng, your Shengsheng. Here, give some reaction, little loon! If you want, I'll give them all to you. How about it?"

After a pause, he pointed to Liu Yusheng, who was washing the inkstone in the corner. "If you stay away from her in the future, I'll send you a box of 'Shengsheng.' No, as much as you want! How's that?"

If he dared to say yes, he'd tell Nannan right away, and see if she would still give him a hug in the future!

If he dared to give himself another kick, that would be simple and brutal. If he fought back, that would be totally self-defense!

Axiu moved. He stood up, and walked in Liu Yusheng's direction.

Qian Wanjin swished and flew in front of him. "Eh, madman, you haven't answered me yet! Do you want it or not?! Don't let me throw them away. There are so many Shengsheng. How many people will step on them when they're thrown to the ground, and you… won't you feel bad about it?"

No reply.

Then came a muffled bang.

Liu Yusheng quickly raised her head. Even Grandma Liu was alarmed from the kitchen and she rushed out. What he saw was Qian Wanjin stuck on the courtyard wall, slowly sliding down, sporting a head of red hair tie, his expression stupefied.