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Chapter 1113: Do you want to be so serious?

In the past, Ye Xusheng would never have thought too much about it, but after He Xiner's shocking words last time, and now she looked so obviously guilty, Ye Xusheng was shocked.

The little girl is quirky and dares to think about anything...

Now it was Ye Xusheng's turn to feel a chill.

When Ye Xusheng thought of her shocking remarks, his scalp went numb.

"Don't think wildly."

There was a hint of anger mixed with a hint of coquettishness, and he regretted it as soon as he said it.

"Well, well, well, don't think about it, don't think about it, haha..."

Anyone can hear the perfunctory tone of the dry laughter.

He Xiner was a little embarrassed.

It's all because her mind is spinning too fast and she can't control it!

It seems that being too smart is not a good thing, as it is too easy to think blindly.

Hey, someone is so immodest.

He Xiner shook her head vigorously, trying to get all those messy pictures out of her mind.

Ye Xusheng looked amused, patted her head, and said with a smile, "Be careful of dizziness."

"Hey, it's true, why do I feel a little top-heavy?"

He Xiner held her head in her hands and staggered around, looking funny and funny, which made Ye Xusheng laugh out loud.

After a while of fussing, the previous issue was finally resolved.

"Cousin, ours hasn't been named yet."

"Listen to you."

"It's better for my cousin to think of a suitable one. The baby is not only a handicap but also a name-breaker."

Handicapped party?

The name is useless?

Ye Xusheng's brows twitched.

"Put it away first, and pause your fairy tale for a while."

"Ah? Why is this?"

"Learn your skills first."

"Ability? What ability?"

He Xiner was very surprised.

Ye Xusheng smiled slightly and said that he had asked Uncle Zhang to find what he needed. He believed that it would be useful in a few days.

He also said that from now on, he would teach her some boxing and kicking skills.

"Those who practice martial arts must have a stable base. Starting from today, squat on the horse and hold a stick of incense every night."

Obviously, my cousin had already made a plan and was not discussing it with him.

He Xiner was stunned.

Horse stance?

She was afraid that her legs would cramp.

On weekdays, if you squat for a long time, your legs will feel numb, let alone the soreness and refreshing feeling.

But now the cousin actually asked her to squat for the duration of a stick of incense?

"Big, cousin, do you want to be so serious?"

He Xin'er grimaced, full of rejection.

Ye Xusheng, who has always followed her and never contradicted her, is quite stubborn and extremely determined.

"Must learn."

Is my cousin possessed by an instructor? He suddenly became serious, his aura changed, and he even spoke so competently.

He Xiner wanted to cry.

"Big brother will practice with you."

Although he knew that she wrinkled her face on purpose, Ye Xusheng still felt a little distressed, but he was cruel and determined not to let go.

Seeing her drooping little head listlessly, Ye Xusheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, patted her head gently, and coaxed her softly.

He Xiner had no way to avoid it, no way to hide, so she had no choice but to agree with her voice, looking aggrieved, which made Ye Xusheng feel funny and distressed at the same time.

In fact, He Xiner is not stupid. Not only is she not stupid, she is also very smart.

She knew that her cousin was doing her best, but she was just lazy, thinking that with Dabai by her side, no one could deceive her.

But, now the cousin is very insistent and she must listen.

Come on, you can do it!

He Xiner encouraged herself and stopped pretending to be pitiful. She stood up and moved energetically, pushing herself to the limit of her physical ability with full energy.

Well, it's quite similar to what happened.

However, the slap in the face always comes too fast, catching people off guard. Under the guidance of my cousin, I squatted in a standard posture, one, two, three...ten, ten, nineteen, two, two, twenty.



So tired!

He Xiner wanted to cry.

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