my wife tenant

"Turning a corner? Are you kidding?" I was a little dumbfounded: "Is it really Xiao Li who is flying the knife?"

"My master is so good at practicing the Shadowless Soul-Chasing Sword that the flying knife can even turn 90 degrees. However, I can only make it change direction slightly.

So this is the origin of the name Flying Knife. "

My eyes lit up and I became even more excited and said, "Then can you show it to me?"

Sister Dao smiled slightly: "There will be opportunities in the future. Don't think so much now. If you really want to reach the level of your master, don't think about it with less than a few decades of skill."

Chapter 2 Fifty Smells

Sister Dao's answer made me slightly disappointed.

But I soon felt relieved. The most important thing now is to improve my strength. I believe that day will come soon.

The Shadowless Soul-Chasing Knife also gave me more expectations and determination to practice it well.

When I was almost done with the moving target, Sister Dao started training me for the next stage.

Shrink the target object from a palm-sized stone to the size of a fist, and then to the size of a pebble.

Finally, she actually let me shoot flies and mosquitoes with a flying knife.

At first, I thought this seemed like a fantasy.

But when she showed me how to use a flying knife to pin a flying fly to the wall, I was silent for a moment, and endless motivation surged in my heart.

I forget about food and sleep, and indulge in practicing the Shadowless Soul-Chasing Knife every day.

Of course, we basically choose to practice knife throwing at night to avoid being discovered by patients, nurses and doctors, and causing unnecessary trouble.

Occasionally, we would be seen performing acrobatics.

In addition to practicing throwing knives, I also spend part of my day practicing killing fists.

Coach Jiang said last time that I have just reached the perfect state, so I need to continue training.

As my body gradually recovered, the proportion of both increased.

Sometimes, when I was practicing killing fist, Sister Dao saw me and said, "You guys are working too hard. Now we will help you share your affairs, so don't put too much pressure on me."

"It's okay, I just like the feeling of practicing martial arts." I said with a smile.

In the blink of an eye, three months have passed and my health has completely recovered. However, the probability of hitting mosquitoes and flies is still only about [-]% to [-]%, which makes me very dissatisfied.

On the eve of discharge, Sister Dao suggested to me that I should repair the scar on my forehead.

I didn't want to and said, "This is the harm Jiu Ge has caused me. Before I take revenge, I will use this to remind myself every moment."

Sister Dao curled her lips: "Okay, whatever you want, but do you want to shave your beard?"

She took a look at me in the mirror.

Before being hospitalized, I had a beard.

Now when I look in the mirror, I almost can't stand myself anymore, I almost look like Zhang Fei.

I originally wanted to buy a razor and shave it, but Sister Dao took out the flying knife and said with a smile: "Here, I will shave it for you."

I opened my eyes wide and looked at the flying flying car with cold light.

Knife, thinking of the scene where Sister Dao used it to kill people, I couldn't help but shudder: "Forget it, I bought a razor and did it myself."

"What are you afraid of? I won't cut off your head. It's your honor to shave you with my flying knife. Don't be ignorant of your blessings."

As she said that, Sister Dao sat next to me, grabbed my head, pressed it into her arms, held the knife in her right hand, and pretended to shave my head.

I was so scared that I struggled.

Sister Dao said: "Flying knives are ruthless. If I accidentally hurt you if I move around again, don't blame me."

"Didn't you say you only shave?" I asked anxiously.

"Your hair is too long. Sister Dao, I don't like it. Do you have any objection to shaving your head?"

"Okay, okay, you have to be merciful and don't shake when shaving my head, otherwise my head will be in danger." I said dumbfounded.

Sister Dao chuckled: "Don't be wordy."

The branches of her smile trembled.

Because I was held in her arms, my face almost touched her chest.

The key is that she also likes to open her windbreaker and wear only a black bra underneath. Her soft skin and snow-white plump hemispheres are exposed in front of her eyes. When she smiles, they keep rising and falling, and they hit her gently all of a sudden. in my face.

At that moment, you can immediately feel the soft, smooth and elastic touch.

It felt like eating jelly, which shocked me all over, and a long-lost warmth surged into my heart.

Coupled with such a close distance, I could even see the deep ravine between the two groups, and smell the faint fragrance of Sister Dao, and my body reacted involuntarily.

But Sister Dao obviously didn't notice. She was shaving my head while talking.

The cold feeling wandered through my hair, bringing me back to reality from my excitement. I didn't dare to move at all, so I could only let him control me.

"Sister Dao, can you change your position?" I was a little embarrassed and wanted to raise my head to suggest.

"Don't move!" Sister Dao warned me again, "It's so easy to cut your hair. Don't you, a martial arts practitioner, have the patience? Don't worry, it will be fine in a while. My hair cutting skills are top-notch. .”

"I think he's just an amateur, how can he torture his customers like this?" I complained in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, you continue."

I could feel the hair falling off one by one as the flying knives flew over my head.

I had no choice but to remain in this posture and not dare to move.

But for me, it is really a torture to keep staring at my sister's soft and white balls.

I even fantasized in my heart that if I took off the bra, I wonder what kind of wonderful scene would appear on Sister Dao's snow-white body as a virgin.

Of course, you can’t blame me for being wildly imaginative.

It's really because of my current posture that I can't stop thinking about it.

Just like when you watch an island movie alone, you can't help but want to do something.

Those who are determined can still control it a little, but if they are not determined, it can be imagined.

What's more, I am now facing a busty beauty.

Just when I was thinking wildly, Sister Dao said: "Lower your head, your hair has reached your neck."

I was stunned for a moment. If it were any lower, wouldn’t it be...

Just as I was hesitating, I was caught off guard by Sister Dao and pressed me again.

This time, my face was buried in those two soft white masses.

That feeling made my blood surge and became as hard as iron.

But at this time, Sister Dao seemed to finally realize it, and suddenly grabbed my hair and pulled me up.

"It hurts...it hurts, let go!" I shouted.

Sister Dao let go of her hand and stood up. Only then did I look up in embarrassment.

Sister Dao's face turned red and she asked in a deep voice, "What did you do just now?"

"You didn't do anything?" I replied quickly.

"Are you eating my tofu?"

"No! Didn't you do it yourself?" Seeing Sister Dao's shy and slightly angry look, there was something indescribably cute about it.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Sister Dao that it's not worth it. Coach Jiang is not willing to marry such a beautiful and outstanding beauty.

After I said this, Sister Dao also reacted and her face turned redder: "Don't think so wildly. I didn't pay attention just now."

"No, don't worry." I answered a little funny, but on the surface it was serious.

"That's pretty much it." Sister Dao's expression softened slightly, "No wonder you had to change your posture just now. Just wait a moment."

This time she found a stool and sat on the edge of the bed facing me.

She asked me to stick my head over and she continued to cut my hair.

As a result, I was far away from her breasts, which made me feel unsatisfied.

However, he also saw two smooth and slender white thighs under those black denim shorts.

Sister Dao didn't wear stockings, which made her legs whiter and smoother, like artificially carved jade, giving people a strong temptation.

After finally getting my hair done, I felt a little calmer.

At this time, Sister Dao asked me to raise my head and wanted to shave me.

I'm actually quite touched in my heart. In the past three months, Sister Dao has only taken care of me meticulously. She also spared no effort to kill me with the Shadowless Soul-Chasing Knife. It's not an exaggeration for me to call her Master.

But she was determined not to do so, saying that it would call her old.

Once, I joked: "Then I'm like the Condor Heroine, so I can call you aunt, right?"

Sister Dao glared at me and said, "Do you think you are Yang Guo?"

I smiled and said, "Even if it wasn't Yang Guo, with so many injuries on his body, it would still be no less serious than him."

"She's really pretty. Just call me Sister Dao."

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"What are you laughing at? Are you thinking about something inappropriate again?" Sister Dao said, putting a flying knife against my chin.

"No way, I'm just thinking about how to thank you when I'm discharged from the hospital. After all, you are both a nanny and a master."

"There's no need to thank me. I'll be very satisfied if you can master the Shadowless Soul-Chasing Knife I taught you in the future."

"That's a must."

A smile appeared on Sister Dao's face: "Raise your head higher."

I raised my head again, lowered my eyes, and looked at Sister Dao.

Sister Dao is very close to me, her facial features are extremely delicate, especially the skin on her face, which is smooth and fair, just like a girl in her 20s, and those who look at her are excited.

I asked jokingly: "Sister Dao, what skin care products do you usually use? Your skin is so well taken care of."

"Do you think I look like a woman who applies rouge and gouache on her face every day?" Sister Dao rolled her eyes at me and continued to shave me seriously.

My beard was relatively hard and not wet, so when she shaved it with a knife, she made the sound of the knife rubbing against my beard.

Sister Dao's expression is very serious, careful and meticulous.

I smiled and said, "That Sister Dao seems to be an ageless goddess. She is so natural that she is much better than those female celebrities I have seen."

Sister Dao couldn't help but smile when she heard what I said: "This guy is really glib. No wonder he has deceived so many women, but I won't be fooled."

"No way, I mean it from the bottom of my heart."

"Go! Go! Go."

But to be honest, my mood has indeed improved a lot in the past few months I have been with Sister Dao.

In the past, I always felt that I had to handle everything by myself, and that I had no control over my own life or death.

Now I feel a sense of relief, as if I feel that as long as Coach Jiang and Sister Dao help me, I will be able to defeat

Jiu Ge avenged himself and Li Nuo Fu Yunxi.

Chapter 251 Nine Songs

While shaving me, she chatted with me and said casually: "This jade pendant around your neck is quite beautiful. Which girlfriend gave it to you?"

I smiled bitterly and replied: "When I was recuperating in City S, a nurse gave it to me. He is considered a friend of mine."

"It turns out there is another woman in S city. Boy, you are so lucky!"

"Sister Dao, please stop teasing me. Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

"I don't see it like..." Sister Dao said.

"That's right!" I laughed.