time travel sweet

"Actually, you can change it." Guan Ju looked amusedly at Zhang Jia who was blushing from trying to lift the [-]-jin imitation Yue sword.

"But," Zhang Jia said with difficulty, "this is the last weapon."

Before the words fell, Zhang Jia's hand lost its strength, and fell to the ground with a muffled "boom".

"Pfft." Huojiu on the side couldn't help laughing out loud.

No matter what Zhang Jia said, he was still a man, annoyed and ashamed, he gave Huo Jiu a hard look, "What are you laughing at?!"

Guan Ju ignored Huojiu this time, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Jia into his arms, and gently rubbed Zhang Jia's sore wrist with one finger.

"You're not from this world, so you don't have internal strength. It's normal that you can't lift it." Guan Ju followed Mao to comfort Zhang Jia, "However, if you train hard in the future, you should be able to have internal strength."

"Yes, yes, if you don't have internal strength, it's normal to 'not lift'." Huojiu deliberately bit the word "not to lift" very hard.

Zhang Jia's face instantly turned rosy, delicate and shiny, angry and embarrassed, and wanted to scold back, but didn't know what to say.

Guan Ju still didn't say anything, and continued rubbing Zhang Jia's wrist.He didn't let go until the skin under his hands began to heat up.

"I think A Tong is not young anymore, it's time for me to sleep by myself." Guan Ju muttered as if talking to himself.

"Hehe." Huojiu smiled like the coquettish sluts outside, full of bitch, "Then you also have to ask A Tong if he is willing?"

Guan Ju looked at the submissive child in Huojiu's arms who had already been bribed by the small fish cake made by Huojiu, and was speechless.

"What? Is this someone who wants to practice martial arts in the hall?" Guan Su walked in slowly, looked at the weapons piled up on the floor and asked with a smile.

"Father." Guan Ju nodded slightly.

"En." Guan Su replied with a smile, then lowered his body, picked up the Fangyue Sword dropped by Zhang Jia just now without any effort, and weighed it very easily, "Fangyue Sword, as the name suggests, is to imitate King Yue Goujian's sword. It has a round mouth and a heavy body. It is different from ordinary swords and is suitable for light movements such as stabbing and picking. It is used more like a knife. It is mainly for chopping and cutting. It is difficult to use. Not suitable for beginners in martial arts."

Zhang Jia immediately looked at Guan Su with admiration, Mr. Zong Gong knows a lot about him! (′?ω?｀) Great God! ! !

Guan Ju's eyes looking at his father suddenly turned into naked taste.

"However, the heaviness of the imitation sword can train beginners' wrist strength, which is convenient for learning other weapons in the future. Moreover, the imitation sword is flexible to use and has a longer blade, which can better deal with group battles." Guan Ju is not polite. slapped his father in the face.

Zhang Jia turned to Guan Ju with a look of admiration.

(′?ω?｀) The general attack on adults is also amazing!

Guan Su's face became hot, and he realized that he was slapped in the face by his own son.

what's the situation? ! (╯°A°) What about my cold and filial son? ! ? !Shouldn't one be more mature after marrying a daughter-in-law?Why does he feel that his son is getting more and more rounded as he lives? ! ? !

"Where are the parents? Why didn't you come today?" Guan Ju felt that he had to leave a step for his father, so he changed the subject in a timely manner.

"He," Guan Su suddenly had an ambiguous smile on his face, "The back injury has recurred."

Back injury? ? ?Zhang Jia suddenly thought of something.At this moment, he only felt that a small train was passing beside him -- "Smudged..."