
- POV RICHIE
The Vino that I miss sitting in my lap, this pretty kid is a little henchman.
I couldn't hide my smile remembering last night's incident in the bathroom, didn't Lala look so confused, I really enjoyed her expression.
So how do you declare our relationship to Lydia?
Conquering people out there is easy with a check and call it nominal, if rejected just add pressure.
However, this atmosphere is very different. Do I have to conquer five daughters? Please tell me how, God!
Johan touched my arm, "where are your plans this afternoon? there's an event at the town hall, come along, "he bargained.
Staring at Johan's brown netra. So, I just found out what's the reason you're still single, just like me?
"Johan, I don't have any events. Maybe if so, I follow it seems exciting," I said with a smile. Johan should have been my subordinate. However, after I found out he did not pass on the Bee clan, and chose to live in the usual way. No problem, we're friends.
We looked deeply, as if there was something in his mind he wanted to ask.
"Vino, come here," he grabbed Vino. My chest suddenly rumbled.
"Why your neck?" johan asked while fumbling around my neck.
"Here" this is Parker or fucking Billy. He actually attacked me with a sharp, fucking knife, and intended to kill me while sleeping. Kevin's assistant is stupid.
Is he really a moron, not knowing who I am. I really wanted to finish him off, it was just that Kevin came to stop me, and again Kevin begged to forgive people again.
Damn, even Kevin wouldn't let me teach him a lesson. It was almost the knife hit my big vessel. God fucking.
"Here, a little scratch. Practice bias," I replied with a slight laugh.
"What exercises uncle? Lydia is also martial-arts smart," Lydia said suddenly and Lala glanced at me like throwing a knife and stabbing me. I laughed in my heart, surely the questions were endless Lala would ask later, so.
"Who taught you? do you want, uncle teach you another exercise?" I asked, slightly distracting her as my hand pierced the sausage Lala was about to take, making Lala dumbfounded, and I inwardly laughed enjoying her nervous expression.
"Dad, of course you taught me," said Lydia and then took her phone and swiped the screen, she showed me a picture. Photos of when he was a child and training with his father. "Cool right, uncle?" ask the girl, ask for my opinion.
"Huh yeah. But, you haven't learned from uncle, have you?" bargain me.
"Do you want to study with Richie's uncle, son? That'll be very useful to you, "tip Johan with a deep look at Lydia and a sullen reply from Lydia.
My chest is throbbing. How many more times do I have to see something like this. Seeing them makes me jealous. I really want to have children. However, it seemed like Lala would unlikely agree. Do I have a chance to have my own child?
"Hum, can uncle kung fu? uncle could that famous Ba Ji technique?"
I round my eyes, it looks like this is my chance to take Lydia's heart. "You know who created Ba ji's technique?"
Lydia shook her head, she pushed the plate and two of her hands flashed on the table, just like the disciple listening to the explanation.
I smiled, "Kungfu Ba Ji as a tough kung fu is very different from martial arts. Because it is called having character as a leader. In the past many Chinese officials and political figures employed the swordsman Ba Ji as a bodyguard."
Lydia tilted her head to the right, she looked enthusiastic about me and Lala, while Johan played Vino's hand.
"According to history the earliest was Wu Zhong, a Muslim from Meng village, Dong Nan town of Cang region," I said with my palm raised, trying to get in style.
"According to legend one night Wu Zhong was practicing his sword technique, suddenly a person who looked like a Taoist priest jumped off the roof of his house. When asked, the pastor refused to give his name. But since then they've been brainstorming in martial arts," I said, raising one eyebrow.
"And Wu Zhong studied for ten years," I pointed out ten fingers, "Then knowing his teacher was leaving, Wu Zhong knelt down and cried because he had been studying for a long time but did not know the name of his teacher.The priest replied: 'anyone who knows Lai is my disciple," I said in a heavier voice and slightly lowered like a grandfather.
"About 2 years later another priest came to meet Wu Zhong. The priest who according to legend named Pi claimed to be a disciple of Lai, and handed over the secret book of Ba Ji kung fu to Wu Zhong."
I was silent for a moment. "Then?" lydia's question was seen swallowing her saliva, her eyes getting brighter, while Lala spent the last mouthful of her sausage.
"Then the priest Pi also taught spearmanship."
"Your spear???" lydia asked sounded very curious, it seemed like she had just heard of this science.
"After that Wu Zhong continued his journey to Beijing in search of a formidable opponent and tested his spearmanship. The opportunity came after King Xun Qin, the eleventh son of Emperor Kan Xi, challenged him.
"Incitingly, Wu Zhong did not use a spear and only used bamboo whose tip was given white chalk. As soon as the match was about to start, as the two faced each other, Wu Zhong suddenly had the opponent check his eyebrows.
"How shocked King Xun Qin was that his eyebrows had been white from the chalk powder. Of course King Xun Qin did not accept and considered Wu Zhong to have done magic.
"To convince the opponent, Wu Zhong gave the opportunity once again. But the result is the same.
"Be aware of King Xun Qin that Wu Zhong's bamboo movements were so fast that it could not be caught by the eye.
"In awe, he began to learn spear techniques from Wu Zhong. Since then the name Wu Zhong is famous in Beijing and got the nickname “Wu Zhong Si King Spear”.
"UNCLE! Lydia wants Spear science!" lydia's squeals, with sparkling eyes. It seems like I won, I carved a smile.
"No, no!" firmly Lala, her two eyebrows fused together and stared intently at me.
"Moment is cool," whined Lydia deflected on Lala's right arm.
"Yes that's good, although not completely, he can learn half of it" Johan said, and I nodded slowly as Lala stared intently at me. He's fierce, spooky.
"No, she's a girl" Lala told Johan with a shrunken forehead.
"He must also be able to take care of himself, with it very well," replied Johan again not to lose.
"No, that's too..." Lala lowered her head for a moment, in stroking Lydia's hair, "could you, learn kung fu, but what's normal, aren't you busy with your work? hmm said Jo's father, aren't you going to London in three weeks, right?" Lala seems to persuade her son.
Am I wrong? isn't the more techniques a girl can learn, the better?
"But, Lydia can divide the time mah," he whined in the voice of a child. I was shocked to find that girls always behave like Kindergartens to their parents.
"We'll talk later, let's get ready, mama has to meet the Regent's mother," said Lala, making me frown deeply.
"Do you know Miss Zayn?" johan asked sounding shocked while feeding Vino with omelette.
"Yes, how do you know, Miss Zayn?" lala asked with an unexpected smile.
"Friend of the father's business" said Lydia he stood up and took Vino.
"Mom Zayn?" ask Lala.
"Pak Zayn," Johan said, wiping his hands with a tissue, insisting on Lala. It looks like trying to clarify.
I furrowed deeply, ah my chest was burning just seeing them smile at each other. Huh, my mind is so reminded of the silhouette of their kiss last night. Sucks.
"E'hem," I cleared my throat and then pretended to cough, my fucking throat became itchy.
"Why? thirsty?" Lala gave me a glass of water that had not been drunk.
"Hum," I chugged it out when Lala gave the code, leaving me to catch up with Lydia.
Johan took me to his room, in the middle of the street a woman hit me. I ignored him and he hit me.
"Mas! not polite, at least sorry!" he said with a little shout made the people in the lobby turn towards us. Damn it, I want to slam it, wait for this woman.
"Ah mas, who is with the campus chicken!!" his voice is so disgusting.
"Known?" asked Johan who was standing on my left, he glanced at me with question marks and one of his eyebrows raised.
"Loh Johan!!!" screech the damn woman and instantly cling, wriggling at Johan.
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