He is tall and big

Liu Ying's figure flickered at the door, and Ran Jiqiu saw it sharply.

He raised his body subconsciously, his eyes followed the tall figure, and he didn't even pay attention to what Li Yunqi was saying.

Li Yunqi followed his line of sight curiously, just in time to see Liu Ying, stood up excitedly, his face couldn't hide his excitement, "Hey——that's not yours..." He momentarily I couldn't remember what it was called, so I slapped my forehead, and simply chased him out with the hem of my clothes on, "Hey, that big guy!"

Ran Jiqiu followed quickly, and saw Li Yunqi circling around Liu Ying, so rare that he even reached out his hand to touch the strong arm.

Liu Ying opened it with a wave of his hand, but he was not angry. He rubbed the back of his hand that was red from being slapped, looked at Liu Ying's eyes that were so bright that they almost burst out, and asked eagerly, "Hey, big man, are you really alone?" Killed those debt collectors?"

Liu Ying didn't answer, his gaze passed over his head and landed on Ran Jiqiu who was walking over.

"You are so good, have you practiced particularly good martial arts?" Li Yunqi was still very excited, and couldn't help poking him with his abductee, "Can you teach me?"

Liu Ying looked at Ran Jiqiu intently, "I won't teach."

"Hey? Why don't you teach?" Li Yunqi was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and took out a purse and shook it in front of his eyes. The purse is yours now." As he spoke, he opened the purse so that he could see more clearly: there were a few rolled up silver bills stuffed inside, and a few gold lockets. One hundred and 80 taels of silver.

Liu Ying waved his hand away without even looking at it: "You're not good at all."

"...Really?" Li Yunqi was depressed, and muttered, but he couldn't be reconciled after thinking about it, "You said that the young master is not good at all, so why don't you take a look?"

Ran Jiqiu couldn't help laughing when he heard that.

Liu Ying looked down at Li Yunqi, and said, "You're not good enough, so I won't teach you."

Li Yunqi: "..." He held his breath in his chest, and his face turned red.

Ran Jiqiu couldn't help but asked, "Liu Ying, what do you think of my bones?"

Hearing this, Liu Ying sized him up carefully from head to toe, paused for a moment on the slender waist, and asked cautiously: "What kind of young master do you want to learn?"

Ran Jiqiu asked curiously: "Can I teach anything I want to learn? Then I can be as good as you?"

Liu Ying thought for a while, and said: "Learning martial arts requires hard work, and you have to practice hard at the age of five or six. The young master is already past his age, so he can only learn some simple ones."

Ran Jiqiu let out a "huh", not showing it on the surface, but he was quite disappointed in his heart.If he can be as powerful as Liu Ying, Liu Ying will not be injured in order to protect him in the future.

Liu Ying said again: "Although it's simple, it's not bad for strengthening your body, and even one or two people won't be able to get close."

Li Yunqi's eyes lit up, and he interjected, "That's good! Since it's simple, I'll learn it with Brother Qiu." It's good to really learn like Liu Ying, but he doesn't want to be a hero, he really wants to Speaking of which, after learning martial arts, you only need to be better than ordinary people, and you don't need to fall behind in Cuju and fights.

Liu Ying glanced at him, but there was still no expression on his face: "You are not good at all."

Li Yunqi was dumbfounded.If it is not obvious that Liu Ying doesn't want to teach him at all, he might be a fool.He turned to look at Ran Jiqiu, and said angrily, "Brother Qiu, are you so powerful that you still watch people order dishes?"

Ran Jiqiu glanced at Liu Ying, couldn't help laughing and said: "He is very capable and has a big temper. Sometimes I don't listen to what I say. Brother Li, don't be as knowledgeable as him. However, even if he is willing to teach, you may not be able to teach him." Time to learn? If the master knows that you don't put your mind on studying and concentrate on learning martial arts, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare you."

Li Yunqi's expression changed immediately, and he waved his hands again and again, "I dare not let Master know."

It was getting late, the two chatted and laughed, and Li Yunqi said goodbye and left.Ran Jiqiu sent him out the door, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into a tall and strong body.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Liu Ying looking down at him, unknowingly taking a step back, and for some reason, his heart was pounding, "...w-what?"

Liu Ying stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked: "When did I not hear what the young master said?"

"Ah?" Ran Jiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was referring to what he said to Li Yunqi just now, his face was slightly hot, and he subconsciously looked away, and whispered: "...don't you be disobedient? ?”

He didn't let Liu Ying follow when he was angry, but didn't he follow in the end?As Ran Jiqiu thought about it, he listed it in his heart, and his cheeks bulged slightly: Don't let Liu Ying serve him, it won't be serving him in the end, won't let Liu Ying kiss him again, it won't be in the end...

He suddenly stopped the thoughts in his head, the roots of his ears were so red that they could bleed, and hurriedly said, "I, I will go to pay my mother's peace." Turning around Liu Ying, he went to the inner courtyard in a blazing manner.

Liu Ying looked at his hurried back, the corners of his lips softened slightly, and turned back to the room.

Not long after, facing the empty house, he remembered what Ran Jiqiu had told him to move to the East Wing, so he stood there for a while, unable to recover.

After a while, Liu Ying turned around and walked to the East Chamber. As soon as he entered, he saw that his few belongings were placed in the outer room, and the bedding on the couch was obviously newly changed.

He looked at the bed where the young master slept in the inner room, and it was only twenty steps away from this small couch—if it was him, it would be ten steps at most—this distance is really terrible.

The five senses of martial arts practitioners are beyond ordinary people. At such a short distance, wouldn't it be possible to hear the young master's breathing clearly?

Thinking of this, Liu Ying was suddenly a little distracted.

Just as he was thinking wildly, Wu Fu came in with a soup cup, handed it to him, and said, "Young master specially asked someone to make you stewed pigeon soup, to replenish energy and blood."

Seeing that Ran Jiqiu took extra care of Liu Ying on weekdays, Wu Fu didn't show it on his face, and his heart was still a little sore, but after what happened today, he no longer had the desire to compare, nor did he dare to think of jealousy.

After all, not everyone can have Liu Ying's powerful ability, nor can everyone have such courage and be able to stand up to things at critical moments.

Handing the soup cup to Liu Ying, Wu Fu couldn't help asking, "Is your injury serious?"

He took out a bottle of medicated oil from his pocket and put it on the table, and then babbled: "The doctor came earlier and prescribed some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. You can rub this medicine. I don't know about those decoctions. Is it suitable for you or not, I will ask someone to cook it for you?"

Liu Ying said: "No need."

Wufu thought for a while, "That's right, you can't take medicine indiscriminately. But you should find a spare time to see the doctor, and if you have any damage to your body, get it back as soon as possible, or you will suffer when you are old."

Liu Ying didn't speak, and slowly sipped the soup, the mouth-watering aroma lingered at the tip of her nose.