"Sooner or later I will surpass her."

"Sooner or later, I will defeat her!"

The girl clenched her fists with a look of dissatisfaction upon hearing this.

"Hahaha, junior sister, your talent is very good, but you are not as good as him."

Yamamoto Tianhe is a genius, but all his talents are focused on martial arts.

Except for martial arts, he is very slow in other aspects, so slow that it is unbelievable.

"Hmph! I don't care about you anymore! I hate it!"

The girl scolded angrily, then turned and left without stopping.

She was very angry. She didn't understand why he had been by Yamamoto Tianhe's side, but she was never in Yamamoto Tianhe's eyes.

She also didn't understand why Yamamoto Trina and Song Chufeng had only met once, but Song Chufeng's figure had already stayed in Yamamoto Trina's mind.

"This girl is still as arrogant as she was when she was a child."

Seeing the girl's back angrily leaving, Yamamoto Trina whispered softly without thinking too much.

Because in his eyes, his little junior sister is like his younger sister.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In a hotel suite room.

Song Chufeng looked at Chen Pingan quietly, who was already sleeping soundly. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently touched Chen Pingan's cheek.

People often say that if a man and a woman are in love and have been together for a long time, they will grow tired of each other. Even if they are not tired of each other, they will gradually calm down.

But for some reason, Song Chufeng could never get tired of looking at Chen Pingan's face and person, no matter how long she looked at them.

Although Song Chufeng is seen by outsiders as a mature, stable and proud girl of heaven, in fact, it is more than that. Song Chufeng's heart is actually no different from that of a little girl.

This can be known from the way she secretly blushes when she sees Chen Pingan holding a knife.

Song Chufeng quietly observed Chen Pingan, whether it was Chen Pingan looking down in thought, looking happy and happy, looking sad, or looking high-spirited.

All in all, she liked everything about Chen Pingan.

The only thing she didn't like was that Song Chufeng didn't like Chen Ping'an being away from her for too long.

At dusk, the afterglow shone through the window on Chen Pingan's face, highlighting his angular and resolute face.

Song Chufeng squatted on the bedside, stretched out her fingers with one hand and gently touched Chen Pingan's chin. She held her cheek with the other hand and stared at Chen Pingan quietly.

I seem to have lost some weight, not the kind of thinness due to overwork or unhealthy eating, but lean.

Because Song Chufeng could see that Chen Pingan's muscles were much more powerful than before.

Apart from that, it seems to have gone through some vicissitudes of life, not the vicissitudes of life that come with age.

It is the kind of vicissitudes that have experienced too many things, encountered too many difficulties, and experienced too many dangers.

I must have experienced a lot of bad things during my trip to the United States. After returning home, I didn't even have time to rest, so I rushed to the crisis-ridden island country without stopping.

You, you, are really a life to worry about.

There is no way, who makes you so powerful, so powerful that you can solve things that everyone thinks they can't solve, and you can do things that everyone thinks they can't do.

You say, if you don’t work hard, who will?

Song Chufeng felt a little distressed.

"Chen Pingan, it would be great if people had three lives."

"For the first time, like we are now."

"The second time, I will become more talented and stronger than you, and I will take care of all the troubles."

"As for the third time, it's not bad to be ordinary. Even if I was born in the countryside, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, I don't feel hard."

"Of course, the most important thing is that I can meet you every time..."

Before you know it, the night is getting darker.

Song Chufeng looked at Chen Pingan, who was sleeping soundly, and leaned over gently, hugging Chen Pingan gently, and then like a kitten, tiptoed, squeezing into Chen Pingan's side little by little.

Chen Ping'an slept soundly.

After all, Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng were under the surveillance of the Yin Yang Fist Sect in the past two days. In order to prevent trouble before it happened, he almost never slept peacefully.

After all, there are many innate masters in the Yin Yang Fist Sect, and the same is true for those who can quietly appear next to Chen Pingan while Chen Pingan is asleep.

Now, with the Zen monk sitting outside, Chen Ping'an no longer had any scruples, so he took off all his guard and had a big dream.

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