[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

"you--"

In the end, I finished the medicine.

"Can you tell me?" I handed him the empty bowl, and stretched out my hand.

He skillfully took out a candy and handed it to me: "Evil gong is not practiced, it is contagious. You play with me every day, and you are infected by me, so you will also have evil gong now."

"Impossible!" I took the candy, peeled off the wrapper, stuffed it into my mouth, and said vaguely, "Is there any martial arts that you don't need to practice? You lied to me!"

He giggled and said, "Otherwise, how could it be an evil skill? It must be different from the famous and decent martial arts."

"I don't believe it." I shook my head, "Yang Guo, are you protecting someone? Let me tell you, practicing evil kung fu is not good. Don't practice it yourself, and don't shield others."

He looked at me with a somewhat speechless expression.

"Do you know—" He leaned down, put his hands next to my ears, stared at me with dark eyes, and a strange light flashed on his face.

I watched him with wide eyes, just waiting for him to tell the truth.

But he frowned, the light on his face suddenly faded, and he stared at me: "Guo Fu, you're only 11 years old?"

"Yes." I nodded.

He sighed, and sat on the edge of the bed instead, holding the edge of the bed with both hands, and lightly tapped his toes on the ground: "You are so stupid, you are already 11 years old, and you don't understand anything. How many years will I have to wait for you to get enlightened?"

"What?" I couldn't understand what he said, "What's the trick?"

He turned his head, glanced at me, and curled his lips: "I can't tell you."

"Then you can't say I'm stupid!" I stretched out my hand and slapped him on the shoulder, "I'm your senior sister, you can't disrespect me. Besides, I'm not stupid, and I'm not stupid either."

He squinted at me: "You try to hit me again?"

I raised my hand and hit him in the face.

It seems that his face is the most attractive.White and smooth, like fine porcelain.

I didn't want to hit hard, so I patted it lightly.

"Wow!" I was shocked by the hand feeling, "Yang Guo, your face is so slippery! Can I hit it a few more times?"

He stared at me fiercely: "Guo Fu!"

I covered his eyes with my hand, "Don't keep staring at me, it's scary. I'll hit him again, just lightly."

After speaking, I excitedly raised my hand and hit him in the face again.

He grabbed him and said, "Are you excited?"

"Ah? I didn't use any strength?" I said, "I hit it lightly. Look at your face, there is no red mark at all."

He grabbed my hand and threw it away: "I'm so stupid to want to have a relationship with you..."

"Playing the qin? There is no qin in Peach Blossom Island." I looked at him in surprise, "Aren't we playing face-slapping?"

He narrowed his eyes: "Then I'll hit you in the face too?"

"Come on." I moved my face closer, "Be gentle, don't make marks, it's ugly."

He looked at me speechlessly.

"Aren't you going to hit me?" Seeing that he didn't hit me, I patted my face lightly, "It's more comfortable to hit than your face."

I smiled smugly.

"I want to kill you!" He gritted his teeth, gave me a vicious look, got up and left.

I pursed my lips: "I'm angry again."

But he's always like this, so I don't care.After eating the candy, I rinsed my mouth again and went to bed.

Before going to bed, I always feel like I forgot something.

what is it then?

Before I could think of it, I fell into a dark and sweet scene.

Yang Guo always has a way to make me take medicine.

Later, I was not so afraid of taking medicine, but looked forward to taking medicine.

"Ah, are you finished?" One day, my mother happily told me that when I didn't need to take any more medicine, I felt a little bit sad.

My mother looked at me puzzled: "Aren't you the most afraid of taking medicine?"

"I'm not afraid now," I said.

"Mother, aren't you happy?" My mother stroked my hair and asked me carefully, "Does your head still hurt?"

"No." I lowered my head, "I don't take medicine anymore, will Yang Guo still coax me every day?"

When I'm not sick, I always go to him to play, and he doesn't like to talk to me.Later when I got sick, he took the initiative to come to me, talked to me every day, and even played with me.

He can play a lot, cricket fighting, spearfishing, making sand pots, flying kites...he can do everything.

All my childhood dreams have come true.

He is my best friend.

"Fu'er? Fuer?" My mother called me, and she said with a smile, "You two are better off, even if you don't get sick, I will play with you later."

I nodded: "If he doesn't play with me, I'll call him pretty."

"When did you develop such a temper?" My mother looked at me, "I haven't seen you show your temper before?"

"Is this called playing your temper?" I was a little surprised, "Yang Guo taught me. He said, I am the eldest lady of Peach Blossom Island, who dares to offend me? If there is someone who is really short-sighted, let him look good."

My mother touched my head, and after a while, she smiled lowly.

"Is Yang Guo practicing? Then I'll go play with him." After I finished speaking, I ran out to find Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has lived on Peach Blossom Island these days, eats and sleeps well every day, he has grown a little taller than before, and I looked up to see that his curves were a little bigger.

"Yang Guo, if you grow to the sky, will I have to lie down to see you?" I suddenly said with emotion.

He laughed out loud: "Miss, can you stop being funny when I'm practicing? I almost lost my temper!"

"You don't practice seriously, why blame me?" I snorted.

He smiled and hooked his fingers at me: "Come here, give me a call."

I walked over: "Then can you take me for a spearfishing later?"

I haven't eaten fish for several days, and I feel a little craving.

"You hold ten tricks under my hands, and I will take you there." He narrowed his eyes and said.

I nodded: "Oh."

Then the two of us practiced against each other.

He is making rapid progress, he is my mother's proud disciple, I can't compare with him, and now I can't survive a few tricks under his hands.

He is agile in stature, flexible in mind, and strong in his hands and feet. I always lose after seven or eight moves.

"Not coming!" I was so tired that I withdrew my moves.

His face was not good-looking: "You just give up?"

"I can't beat you again." I took out a handkerchief from my sleeve and slowly wiped the sweat from my face and neck.

"Your talent is mediocre, you need to practice more." He came to me and advised me, "I'll practice with you, okay?"

I shook my head: "No."

"Your parents' martial arts, at least you learned a tenth of it?" He looked at me with angry eyes.

I have seen this kind of look too much, and I don't feel it at all: "No need, my mother has you as a disciple, and my father has Da Wu and Xiao Wu, so don't count on me. If I have luck, I will be like my father and become A generation of heroes. If you don’t have luck, just marry an honest man when you grow up.”

His face was a little strange: "Marry an honest man?"

"Yes." I nodded and stuffed the handkerchief back into my sleeve, "My grandfather told me that I don't have to work too hard, and that I'll just marry an honest man when I grow up."

His face was so ugly: "An honest man? What kind of an honest man? Like Da Wu and Xiao Wu?"

His eyes were dark and bright, staring at me without blinking.

I felt a little cold on my back, thought it was because of the sweat and the wind just now, so I wrapped the clothes around my body, shook my head and said, "The two of them are not good-looking."

"Hmph." He glanced at me, "Be honest and good-looking, and you have a lot to ask for."

I nodded: "Of course. He has to be smart, good-looking, good at playing, and listen to me."

After seeing off my grandfather, I asked my mother, what is an honest man?

My mother said that anyone who listens to me is called an honest man.

She also took my father as an example and said: "I will discuss with you about major matters, and listen to your order for minor matters. He is an honest man."

After saying that, Yang Guo's face became even more strange, his facial features were all tangled together.

"Miss Guo has a lot of qualifications!" He said with a strange tone, "But I think you can't find it!"

I didn't take it seriously: "No, my mother's beggar gang disciples are all over the place, and there will always be such a man."

"Hey, where are you going?" After finishing speaking, I saw him glaring at me angrily, turned around and left, and immediately raised his feet to chase him, "Are you going to take me for a spearfishing? But I haven't held on yet How about ten tricks?"

He stopped in his tracks: "How can you think so beautifully? I'm almost mad at you, and you want me to spear a fish with you? Do you believe it if I spear you and feed it to the fish?"

"I don't believe it." I shook my head, "Fish don't eat people."

He looked at me speechlessly.

"Let's go, let's go spearfishing!" I grabbed his hand and ran to the beach excitedly, "I still want to step on your feet!"

He sneered: "I don't spear fish! I want to go back to sleep!"

"It's still light, why are you sleeping?" I looked at him puzzled and said.

He looked at me coldly: "I am willing!"

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" I shook his hand and said.

He shook off me and strode forward.

"Oh, why are you so angry?" I couldn't keep up with him, so I trotted after him, "Don't be angry, why don't you play with me."

He ignored me and strode forward.

Sure enough, I guessed it right. When I recovered from my illness, he got impatient and took me to play.

I stood still, bent down to pick up a few small stones on the ground, and threw them towards his back.

I'm quite accurate in throwing stones, and basically never miss.

"You're so courageous!" He stroked the back of his head, with a ferocious expression on his face, and strode towards me, "How dare you throw me away?"

I'm basically immune to his eyes, and I'm not afraid of him. I raised my head and said, "You said, I'm Miss Peach Blossom Island. I'll call anyone who doesn't listen to me good-looking."

He looked at me coldly: "Oh? How does Miss Guo want me to look good?"

I was stunned by his question.

I really can't make him look good.

"I don't know." I looked up blankly, "You look pretty like this, and you can't look any better."

He looked at me blankly for a moment, then covered his face with his hands.