Huang Yanjun is not a weak woman. Other daughters in Donghai City either like supercars or play horses. Anyway, they have to play all the words that can be praised as high-end, and then post them to their friends to attract attention.

But Huang Yanjun is different from them. She has loved fists since she was a child. For this reason, Huang Tianxiong spent a lot of money to hire a master to teach her martial arts. The two or three ordinary gangsters are not his opponents at all.

Chen Qiye was speechless, and he would fist and kick whenever he had disagreement. Huang Yanjun really had the meaning of Mulan, but how could he fight with a woman and turn his head and leave.

Huang Yanjun was anxious.

"You bastard Chen Qiye, you only realize that you are afraid now, it's too late."

"ha"

Huang Yanjun was overjoyed and mistakenly thought that Chen Qiye was about to run. She clenched her pink fist and rushed Chen Qiye's face. If it were the past, she could have punched a few times, but unfortunately it had just rained last night. She was eager to show off her skills, wearing tight pants, and she took too fast, and she hissed and fell down.

"Damn, it's so shameless." Huang Yanjun's head was covered in black thread, and he almost found a crack in the ground to get into it.

She originally planned to look good in Chen Qiye, but she died before she could succeed, so she turned herself in.

Chen Qiye gently snatched the ship's lie, Pu Ke Emperor's slashing the wall, afraid of the bolts, and the slightest love, waiting for the aluminum to forgive

But at this time, a group of aunts who had just finished their meal came over and stopped doing it.

"No, young man, you hit someone, and you hit a woman."

"Oh, I want to run away after hitting someone. Is there any law in this world?"

"Come on, come and see. This young man beat a little girl and wanted to run away, so he should stop him quickly."

As he said that, several fat aunts stopped Chen Qiye directly. Several old men who were practicing Tai Chi rushed over and heard the sound and pointed at him.

"Young man, how can you hit someone? And you even hit such a beautiful little girl. Apologize."

"Yes, if you don't apologize today, we will call the police."

"Call the police and use it for a ball. If I want me to just do it, just do it."

An old man said, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to find Chen Qiye to work hard, preparing to leave some memories for his life.

Chen Qiye was almost unjustly killed. Huang Yanjun asked him for trouble, but sprained himself. If he repeated the same mistakes on the old man, he would not be able to wash even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

At this time, Huang Yanjun took the initiative to speak out and said, "Uncle, aunt, he didn't hit me."

"Ah he didn't hit you, why did you fall?"

"Little girl, you can't be afraid of your husband. This is the fifteenth day of the first day of the lunar month, so he can't get addicted to it."

"Yes, that's right. Girl is domestic violence and you can't spoil it."

What do you care about?

Chen Qiye and I are husband and wife

He's worthy, too

Seeing the old men and men talking more and more outrageous, Huang Yanjun was afraid that he would not be able to wash his eyes even if he jumped into the Yellow River, so he quickly explained, "Uncle, aunt, I fell down when I walked by myself, it really has nothing to do with him."

At the beginning, a group of enthusiastic old men and women still didn't believe it, but when Huang Yanjun exposed the wound on his leg, they immediately believed it.

After all, these old men and women are experienced and they see that it is a misunderstanding, and then they leave like nothing is wrong.

Huang Yanjun was extremely embarrassed in an instant.

If this matter is spread to the East China Sea rich second generation circle, it will not be laughed at to death.

"Chen Qiye, you are not allowed to tell this matter, otherwise I will kill you." Huang Yanjun lay on the ground, not forgetting to threaten Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye stretched out his hand and said, "Get up."

"What are you doing? You want to kill someone to silence you?" Huang Yanjun said ruthlessly.

"I'll help you deal with the wound while it's still time, otherwise you won't get out of bed for a few days." Chen Qiye shook his head and said.

For the sake of Huang Yanjun helping her once, he couldn't leave.

At first, Huang Yanjun didn't believe that Chen Qiye had this skill. After all, the best way to deal with sprains is to knead and rub it to disperse the bruises. However, when she saw Chen Qiye's skillful technique, she was a little doubtful about her life.

Because the bruises actually dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, her chin almost fell to the ground.

"Chen Qiye, I can't tell that you have this skill," Huang Yanjun asked curiously.

The Huang family has private Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but even the old Chinese medicine doctor at home cannot compare with Chen Qiye's massage technique. How could she not be curious?

Chen Qiye smiled and said, "Hold on, my strength will get stronger and stronger."

Huang Yanjun was stunned, and then instantly understood what Chen Qiye meant, because as the strength increased, she really wanted to make a sound, which was too indecent.

"I'm sorry," Huang Yanjun couldn't help but shout.

At least one "sorry" sounds much better than "ah".

Chen Qiye said without raising his head, "Why do you want to say sorry to me?"

"I know you said just now that I was quite cruel and unreasonable. I don't understand self-love for my own good." Huang Yanjun grinned hoarsely in pain, and suddenly said the truth.

Thinking about it the other way around, what Chen Qiye said is not without reason.

She has always been ignorant of who the God of War in the East China Sea, what he looks like, and whether he has a wife.

Moreover, Huang Yanjun had already spoken out. If he wanted to find him, he must have known that with his position as the God of War in the East China Sea, he was indifferent and refused politely, so why should he fly into the flames?

"Just think it through." Chen Qiye said.

"What about you? Have you ever regretted it when you were arranged to marry Lin Chuxue?" Huang Yanjun asked.

Chen Qiye kept kneading his hands while saying, "There is nothing to regret."

"How is this possible? I heard Mengmeng say that you have met Lin Chuxue once and got the certificate. This kind of marriage will be happy."

Huang Yanjun looked disbelief. Chen Qiye hit her once. She didn't mind, but she still didn't forgive her. "Even if you are very satisfied with her now, you have only known each other for how long you have known each other. Sooner or later, you will regret this feudal marriage."

"I have actually known Chuxue for more than 20 years."

"No, I heard Mengmeng said that you have only known each other for a day. Ah, ah, ah, Chen Qiye, be gentle, you are taking the opportunity to take revenge."

Perhaps it was to divert Huang Yanjun's attention, or perhaps it was Huang Yanjun who touched on that beautiful memory, Chen Qiye simply talked about his childhood relationship with Lin Chuxue.

From the first time he played house, Lin Chuxue washed his clothes and cooked for him, and then Chen Qiye pestered Shen Junwen to take him to the Lin family to play. There were several times after school. In the sunset, he watched Lin Chuxue's beautiful shadow walking away from afar.

At that time, Chen Qiye had already known that he was an abandoned baby and he was inferior. Lin Chuxue had been beautiful since childhood and was good at studying. Except for a glance from a distance, Chen Qiye had no courage to go up to say hello.

Huang Yanjun also went from disdain at the beginning to convincing and convincing. She didn't expect that Chen Qiye, whom she knew from Jiang Mengmeng's mouth, and Chen Qiye whom she saw with her own eyes, were completely two people.

In Jiang Mengmeng's mouth, Chen Qiye was a complete waste and abandoned child.

But the Chen Qiye she saw was not only not a waste, but a good man with affection and righteousness and understanding of advancement and retreat.

When Chen Qiye helped Huang Yanjun's bruises completely open, she still couldn't come back to her senses from the childhood sweetheart story.

"Okay." Chen Qiye put down Huang Yanjun's feet and said naked.

"Ah, so fast"

Huang Yanjun was stunned, and then he went from head to toe, because this sentence had a different meaning for women.

But when she saw that her bruises had completely disappeared, she was extremely impressed by Chen Qiye's massage technique.

"Chen Qiye, with your skills, it would be a pity if you don't become an orthopedic doctor." Huang Yanjun smiled slightly.

Chen Qiye shook his head. This was summarized by his doctor after a long illness, but there is no need to explain this kind of thing to outsiders.

"You're fine, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Chen Qiye planned to leave, and Huang Yanjun suddenly had a bold idea.
Chapter completed!