Arsonist [Transmigration Book]

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Huang Yan looked at her with her face in her hands, her face even blushed slightly: "My Xiaofang is so pretty."

Fang Ke: "..."

She stayed where she was, deeply feeling that there might really be something wrong with this guy's mind.

Generally speaking, most women are full of hostility towards women who are prettier than themselves, and this also applies to men, so in terms of emotion and reason, Fang Ke thinks that even if Huang Yan doesn't hate herself much, she probably can't. like.

But now?

Fang Ke even felt that her eyes were more eager than those men who wanted to pursue her back then. After all, those eyes were more or less lustful, but her eyes...

Fang Ke didn't know how to describe it, but she just felt weird anyway.

What's more, what's the name of Xiaofang?

That feeling made Fang Ke feel that her identity had suddenly been reduced from a nobleman to a female butcher who inherited the family business at the entrance of the village...

The corner of her mouth twitched, she thought it was just a title and there was no need to care about it, so she pretended not to hear it.

Fortunately, it was just a slip of the tongue for Huang Yan, she didn't call her that anymore, and took Fang Ke to dinner.

Choosing a name is a hassle for many people, not to mention that there are countless names in a novel, so Huang Yan usually looks for them in the dictionary and reads two or three words together It's just a name, so the name she chooses is often used to complain, but Huang Yan has never cared about this, let alone she always thinks that the name she chooses is quite nice.

Vulgarity is elegance.

The breakfast is still very rich, but maybe the shock brought by yesterday was already big enough, but when we met again today, there was an unexpected calmness, that is, the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

Fang Ke felt that if her character was a little bit worse, she might be cynical because of it. Your end point may be the starting point of others. This is really difficult for people to balance psychologically. For the sake of respect, there are still so many men and women who don't think about making progress all day long and just want to be close to the rich and powerful and hug the lap of the rich woman.

After all, if they send out something casually, it may be exactly what you need in time.

Fang Ke does not reject this kind of practice, but if she only knows how to enjoy herself and does not make progress all day long after hugging her thigh, she feels that this is a good opportunity that làng wasted so hard to get.

But everyone has their own aspirations, Fang Ke felt that she was probably not qualified to comment on them, as long as she knew what she needed.

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Fang Ke seldom wastes so much time like today. In the past, she was either practicing or on the way of practicing. Basically, she had to deal with basic necessities of life. How could she be as meticulous as Huang Yan.

What made her even more anxious was that since she became a teacher, she couldn't immediately practice the exercises she had learned in her previous life. She could only wait for the other party to teach her, and then find a suitable reason to use it later. , You have to take her with you wherever you go, even if Fang Ke wants to find a place where there is no one to practice some small skills.

She may not be suitable for enjoyment by nature. Instead of softening her, these luxuries made her more eager to practice.

However, Fang Ke also knew that this kind of thinking must not be told to others. After all, whoever accepts disciples must pass on the exercises after arriving at the sect. Pass on the inner skills to others.

But if you know it, you know it, but it doesn't affect Fang Ke's discomfort.

To Huang Yan, to be honest, she is quite cute like this.

Yes, it's cute.

It's like a hard-working academic master who was thrown into the game hall and Internet cafe that the scumbags often go to one day. He frantically wants to go back to read books and do the test papers, but he has to suppress his own nature and smile happily, but in his heart he feels that he will not give me any more questions. Let me answer I really want to die! ! !

But Huang Yan didn't want Fang Ke to learn some third-rate kung fu and then waste time to change it later, so she could only learn it after returning to Tianyao Mountain. Ben, but she can't give it, or if she gives it, the person who protects her who is hiding in the dark will be the first to come out and hammer her.

But skills cannot be learned, but skills such as swordsmanship can still be learned.

Fang Ke put on a strong outfit, and she was still a little excited. Since she didn't have a teacher, she didn't have a good foundation in her previous life. After all, she must have practiced swords since she was a child. She has rich experience in fighting, but In terms of kendo and knives, she can't compare with some latecomers who are a few realms behind her. They are good at everything, but they are not proficient in anything.

Huang Yan is also very conscientious in teaching, and she also speaks very carefully, pointing out the shortcomings of the other party bit by bit, but in terms of her level, it is difficult for Fang Ke's level to know many shortcomings. It happened that the professors did not expect this, and neither did the learners.

So one feels that he has no talent in this area, and the other thinks that his lectures are so difficult to understand?Otherwise, how could you never learn it?

Huang Yan was so angry that she didn't even want to demonstrate, she directly stood behind her and taught her by hand.

Fang Ke is not used to this kind of intimate posture, and her movements are even stiffer than before. Huang Yan is half a head taller than her, and she has been carefully fed since she was a child. The nutrition is so rich that Fang Ke can clearly feel all this. .

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