Huhua President

"What did I use to deceive you? I don't even know who my parents are!" Chen Tianwei said sadly. In the memory of this body, Chen Tianwei was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. Children who grew up under the circumstances lacked love, and Chen Tianwei himself became emotional because of affecting the sleeping memory.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were an orphan!" Zhou Danhong apologized.

"It's okay, I'm used to being misunderstood by others, MM Meimei, thank you for taking me in!" Chen Tianwei said from the bottom of his heart.

"Look at what you said, without your help, how would I have time to prepare for the French 'Youngor' Youngor suit design competition!" mm smiled sweetly.

This woman is tall and hot, with a front-convex-back-upturned, standard beauty face, being able to live under the same roof with this kind of woman is simply a blessing from a previous life. It is a pity that Chen Tianwei I am numb to women, and I can even say that I have no feeling.

This is a common problem of soldiers in the war era, especially soldiers like Chen Tianwei who have been influenced by traditional Confucian culture. They no longer have the concept of love, and their heads only have "loyalty to the emperor and serve the country". The beauty had already turned into a bunch of pink skeletons. From then on, Chen Tianwei left an eternal regret in his heart. Until he died in battle, he never touched a woman's hand.

After the meal, Chen Tianwei took the initiative to help Zhou Danhong clean up, which made Zhou Danhong more fond of this man.

"Have you bought the quilt yet?" Before entering the room, Zhou Danhong suddenly remembered this and asked seriously.

"Bought it!" Chen Tianwei made up a beautiful lie in order not to let Zhou Danhong miss it. "Good night" Zhou Danhong smiled sweetly.

"Good night!" Chen Tianwei nodded slightly.After closing the door, Chen Tianwei sat cross-legged on the bare wooden bed, with his eyes closed, and his hands were constantly changing different handprints. The sword in front of Chen Tianwei continuously sent blood for him to practice. After running for a big week, "Huh "Chen Tianwei exhaled a long breath of foul air, his whole body was drenched in sweat.

"Baby, with you, I can practice with half the effort!" Chen Tianwei hugged the sword and kissed him. The true energy in his body has reached a certain scale. In just three months, he will be able to break through to the peak of the late innate stage.

After Chen Tianwei put away the sword, he took a cold shower in the bathroom and began to study seriously.

For a cultivator, it is enough to take a short nap a day, so Chen Tianwei has a lot of time to devote to learning the Tao. While listening to the French tape, he took notes and chanted words, and the long night passed like this.

"Boom!" Zhou Danhong knocked on the door angrily, complaining in her heart: "Big slacker, it's already 08:30, and I still can't get up!" After knocking for a long time, there was no response, so Zhou Danhong had to give up.

"MM cutie, here's breakfast!" A panting voice came from downstairs.

Looking at Chen Tianwei, who was sweating profusely and flushed all over his face, Zhou Danhong felt an inexplicable wave in his heart, "This man is cute and cute, but he is a little dull!"

Zhou Danhong's eyes fell on the plastic bag, her pretty eyes were full of surprise, "You... how do you know that I like big soup dumplings?" Her voice was trembling.

"Didn't I ask you yesterday!" Chen Tianwei wiped off his sweat and smiled honestly.