[Sword Three + Comprehensive Martial Arts] Focus on cheap talk for 100 years!

The author has something to say: A new pit has been dug!As usual, the word 3W will be updated the day before the list, and then follow the list.

This article inherits the old article "I'm really not a man!" ", so some things will be blurred or skipped, if you don't understand, please ask questions, and the protagonist in the upper part, A Wan, will also come out to play Haitian Soybean Sauce (meaning she is still a very important supporting role

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"Hey..." Young Luo sat on the bow of the boat, watching the sunset like a salted egg yolk, and sighed for the thousandth time of the day.

It's been a month, and she still can't accept that she can't accept herself. From a modern society with advanced technology, where there are air conditioners in summer and heating in winter, popsicles are cold, and warm treasures, to this summer, it depends on the right time, place and people. What matters is where the money is.

"Hey..." The first thousand eight hundred and thirty three.

"I've heard you sigh for a whole day, what's the worry at such a young age." The man's voice was languid, coming from behind her.

Luo Qingnian turned his head sullenly, and what caught his eyes was a handsome and handsome face, perhaps because he lived too much on the boat and got too much sun, his complexion was more than one degree darker than that of Luo Qingnian, adding some roughness of a man Now, but also more and more charming.

Seeing Young Luo turning his head to look at him, the man's thin lips moved slightly, and he grinned a little, revealing his white teeth, and said, "I just can't find a home on the left and right, and it's comfortable to live in my Champs. Next is."

Just as Young Luo was about to answer, a gentle and soft voice cut off Hu halfway, and answered the man's words for her: "Brother Chu, this is wrong. After all, A Luo is still young, how could he miss home?"

Young Luo couldn't help nodding when she heard the words: "Sister Rongrong is still listening, how could I miss home." She thought the air conditioner and refrigerator at home were going crazy, okay?but……

Young Luo paused, and retorted: "But I'm not young, really."

When Su Rongrong heard her retort, she covered her mouth and smiled lightly: "You child, you don't look more than twelve or thirteen years old, why not young. Sister Rongrong and I are seven or eight years older than you, and Brother Chu is even ten years older than you." How old are you, you should call him uncle!"

Chu Liuxiang clapped his hands twice in agreement, and then rubbed young Luo's head: "Rong Rong, who knows me. Ah Luo, come and call uncle to listen."

Luo Qingnian tilted her head and dodged Chu Liuxiang's big hand - of course, the latter deliberately let her hide, otherwise, with Chu Liuxiang's martial arts, how could Luo Qingnian dodge so easily?

Chu Liuxiang watched Luo Qingnian triumphantly grimace at him after avoiding him, smiled lightly and shook his head, just treating her as a child, but seeing that she stopped sighing and smiled again, so what's the point of letting her back?

On the other hand, Young Luo was very dissatisfied with his behavior of obviously teasing children. He patted the side of the boat and said loudly, "I'm really not a child! I don't need to call you uncle, you should call me aunt!"

Chu Liuxiang was startled, exchanged glances with Su Rongrong, then hugged her belly and almost laughed out loud.After he finished laughing and regained his breath, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he said to the angry young Luo who was being laughed at: "I was the one who was abrupt. I wonder how old our Aunt Luo is?"

Young Luo's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and doubled his age: "I'm 48 this year!"

Now not only Chu Liuxiang, but even Su Rongrong laughed: "I've seen quite a few people who reported their age as young, but I've never seen anyone who reported their age as older."

Luo Qing was so angry that he didn't know what to say, so he stomped back to his room.

Chu Liuxiang and Su Rongrong, who were still on the deck, looked at the back of Luo Qingnian leaving angrily, and smiled at each other again.

After returning to his room, Luo Qingnian rolled on the bed irritably, and then pushed his head against the head of the bed, but his feet were still far away from the bed, and then rolled again irritably.

As mentioned at the beginning, she is not from this world.

One day a month ago, young Luo was still a sleazy rough woman playing games with her legs bent and playing games while sitting in an ordinary apartment in Y City, Province S, China in the 21st century. This game is famous in the rivers and lakes.

That day, as usual, she invited four kitchen knives from her friends to go to the arena. If they won all ten games, they would be able to reach 2200 points. They didn't have much confidence at first, but a Tiance in the team had a burst of character last week and was photographed by Xuan Jing. Cheng Wu, plus their team's strength itself is good, and the timing of the selection is good, there is no strong team, and this time it is almost sure to go to 2200.

After the arena was opened, no one wanted to fight against them, and it would be over in a short while. There was basically no need for Luo Qingnian, a manly appearance, to add blood, so she was very leisurely facing several people in her team. Personal refresh BUFF.

As for why it is refreshed...she will not tell you that she changed to a fresh slogan today and really wants to try the effect!

"I took off my shoes, do you feel my freshness?"

"I took off my shoes, do you feel my freshness?"

"I took off my shoes, do you feel my freshness?"

……

After swiping several times in a row, it was not the opponent but the teammate who collapsed first.

The military master in the team was locking on to the second young master on the opposite side and was about to rush over, but when she saw the shout on her fresh upper body, she flickered and hit the pillars of the arena directly.

Affected by this wretched shout, the military master tabbed into anger, and young Luo's character rushed over with the fire dragon Liquan in his hand. Before Young Luo could type, his eyes went dark.

Then, when the light was restored, she saw a man's phallus upper body.

Young Luo, who had played with boys since he was a child, had no big reaction to a shirtless man. Instead, he whistled, feeling that the man had a good figure, and his skin was not the sickly paleness of modern nerds. It is a healthy wheat color, and it is fully exposed to the sun at first glance. The muscles are well-proportioned but not overly prominent. They are not lumpy and tangled like many muscular men. There is not much body hair, and they look clean and tidy. They are blocked by wooden barrels underneath. I can't see clearly.

... Cask?Young Luo reacted for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the man's hair that was longer than his own.

Wait, the style of painting is a bit wrong?

Just when she was still struggling, the man in the bath smiled lazily, and said casually: "Little girl, although you are still young, you rashly broke into a man's bathing place and watched for so long. Isn't that good?"

What the hell is it? If it wasn't for the fact that her grades in ancient Chinese in the Department of Chinese Studies at university were not bad, it would be awkward to accept transformation, okay?

Luo Qingnian frowned: "Can't communicate normally? And, what kind of girl! I'm 1.8 meters five rough guy OK?" Height is her eternal pain, other girls are small birds, it's her turn She had no choice but to break her leg even if she depended on her. In the end, she simply gave up on herself and called herself a rough guy.

The man smiled lowly: "Although I don't know what the 1.8 meters five in the girl's mouth is, I guess it is the length. From my point of view, the girl is at most four feet five inches."

Four feet and five inches... The literary measurement method made young Luo confused for a while, and finally converted it.

1.5 m?How can there be such a short one!Luo Qingnian angrily raised his hand to show his height while talking, but was shocked by the small fleshy hand that was different from the wide palm and slender fingers he was familiar with before. After a while, Luo Qingnian remembered something When I looked down at my feet, the small soles of my feet were up to a size 36, which was quite different from my previous size 42 feet. The black and purple cloth shoes on my feet were also quite delicate.

Looking further up, there is a black and purple delicate but simple little skirt, followed by a small gown of the same color...

Wait, isn't this the Jiansanhualuo Pinellia set?Why did she suddenly become such a small one and still wear this!

An absurd idea slowly rose in young Luo's mind, and she asked the man in horror: "What time is it now, where am I, and who are you?"