By the time He Qingyun realized something was wrong, his hands had already sunk into the cotton belly exerted by An Qing, and his shoulders were pressed by An Qing's elbows with a thousand pounds of force.
He even heard the sound of his own bones and After the collision between An Qing's elbows, the broken sound made the sweat on his face drip down instantly.
"It's impossible.
I've already asked the elders in the family.
At your age, it's impossible for you to have such martial arts.
Why, why is it like this?"
He Qingyun turned his head and looked at An Qing with pain on his face, but Not begging for mercy, but wanting to know the reason.
"I have been self-taught since I was in my mother's womb, and I have been practicing diligently.
No," An Qing sneered coldly and said deliberately.
"I lost, but I'm not convinced, unless you beat me again with a normal style of play, instead of this kind of surprise," He Qingyun muttered unwillingly.
"Anyway, in one afternoon, I will beat you until you are completely convinced today."
An Qing glanced at He Qingyun coldly, loosened his grip on him, and started to confront the enemy in the most ordinary way.
This time An Qing did not use any spiritual power at all, but used various moves she had learned from many missions.
But even so, He Qingyun could only be abused.
After throwing over the shoulder, Yun caressed his hands, and performed various moves, He Qingyun had fallen to the ground and never wanted to get up again.
An Qing questioned He Qingyun who was lying on the ground with sweat on his head, and asked: "How is it?
Do you still compare or not?
Are you convinced or not?”
"Service, capitalized service.
Before I grew up, the person I admired the most was my grandfather, but now my grandfather's status is no longer comparable to yours.
What should I do, Meng Anqing?
I feel that I have been conquered by you."
He Qingyun tilted his head.
He looked up at An Qing, his eyes almost gleaming.
"I should make you completely comatose and sing conquest in your dreams."
An Qing listened to He Qingyun's off-key words and directly elbowed him down, knocking him out, and then turned around and left the Sanda activity room.
"Oh, my great-grandson has such a good eye.
Where did I find this girl?
She is simply the most suitable mistress in our family."
After An Qing left, a little old man opened the door and walked in with a bright face.
His expression was a bit vulgar, and he only looked at An Qing's leaving back the whole time, but he didn't even look at his precious grandson He Qingyun.
"Hey, Grandpa, can you care about me?
I'm hurt."
When He Qingyun woke up, he was already lying down, and the little old man was standing in front of an AD showing a video, watching intently. , sighs came out from his mouth from time to time, which made He Qingyun feel particularly sad when he listened.
"I care about you, why do I care about you?
You haven't even kept the girl, so what's the use of you?"
The little old man just glanced at He Qingyun from the corner of his eyes, and quickly turned all his attention back to the AD.
"Grandpa Zu, you have to think about it.
I am the only one of the right age in our family now.
If I don't pursue her, she might become someone else's wife, especially if she had an unlucky childhood sweetheart before."
He Qingyun said to An Qing In fact, I have always understood his movements.
When he said it at this time, he immediately attracted the attention of the little old man.
"What a childhood sweetheart, how can this work?
No, we must find a way to get rid of this.
If we keep it, it will be a disaster."
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The little old man finally turned his head and looked at He Qingyun with concern.
He Qingyun wiped a handful of tears for himself silently in his heart, knowing that if he couldn't catch An Qing in the future, he would just wait to be completely ignored.
An Qing sneezed a few times inexplicably while walking back to the dormitory.
She rubbed her nose and muttered: "Who is this, thinking about me so much?"
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