Crematorium for all members: The real daughter went crazy after being reborn

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts!"

In the training room of a mansion, there was a childish howl.

The person who is crying and howling at the moment is Fu Zhiyang!
He is practicing basic skills with his master Pei Yu.

"Why are the bones so hard at such a young age?" Pei Yu also felt incredible.

It's just an ordinary lower back and splits. As an adult man, Pei Yu can do it with ease, but Fu Zhiyang, who is obviously only 4 years old, should have excellent body flexibility, but he is stiff, just like Qi Lao 81.

Pei Yu was not polite and pressed him down.

Every time he pressed, Fu Zhiyang yelled louder: "It hurts, it hurts! Master, I feel like my leg is broken! I can't press it anymore..."

Pei Yu has long been used to Fu Zhiyang's exaggeration, he remained indifferent, continued to press down, and then let go: "Okay!"

Broken leg?

Obviously not!
Fu Zhiyang got up and jumped up and down: "Ahhh... my legs!"

The sad little eyes met Pei Yu, and he even said pitifully, "Master, why don't you send me back?"

"Why should I make trouble for nothing? Isn't it good to sleep comfortably at home at night?" He whispered so cutely.

Pei Yu was expressionless: "You call me master, and I will be responsible to you!"

Glancing at his watch, the strict teacher continued to give orders: "Rest on the spot for 5 minutes, and the training will continue later!"

Fu Zhiyang wailed immediately, and almost hugged the master's thigh to act coquettishly and cutely: "Master, I have been practicing for a long time, let's take a break! Do you practice again tomorrow? I am still young and still growing. I can't accept such a high intensity. practise!"

Pei Yu sneered, speechless: "We only practiced for 10 minutes!"

not long time!

As for the intensity, it no longer exists!
Just some basic skills, no technical content at all!
Fu Zhiyang couldn't believe it: "What!? We have practiced for so long, how could it be only 10 minutes?" He absolutely didn't believe it!
But when Pei Yu handed over the phone to show Fu Zhiyang the time, he was in a bad mood.

Really only 10 minutes!
Sure enough, the painful time is always difficult!

For these 10 minutes, he felt like hours had passed!
When he was about to plead for love, Pei Yu's cell phone rang suddenly, and Fu Zhiyang clearly saw a number flashing in the note on the screen - 2!

But it was only for a moment, because Pei Yu moved very fast, he quickly put away his phone, looked at Fu Zhiyang again, and said in the same expressionless tone: "Yangyang, take a break!"

Then, Pei Yu left with his mobile phone.

*
"Hello?" Pei Yu answered the phone impatiently, "Didn't you agree to contact me by text? Don't call me if there is nothing important?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry! I think this matter is very important!"

"Ok?"

"I don't want to—"

Pei Yu sneered, with a ruthless expression, looking a little scary: "I've earned enough money, don't you want to do it anymore?"

The woman on the other end of the phone had mixed emotions, almost crying: "It's not about the money! This is too painful! I live in the condemnation every day and worry about it. Since I did that thing, I haven't had a good night's sleep. I've slept! I really can't do this anymore, please, let me go? Okay?" At the end, the woman burst into tears and begged bitterly.

Pei Yu pursed his lips and smiled, and agreed very readily: "Okay! I agree—"