Chapter 570 Chapter 570: Let's fight, fight (Part 1) [Seeking a monthly ticket]
A hearty discussion is over.
Zhao Wei was already sweating profusely from the heat, and her hair was wet and stuck to her forehead and temples. At this moment, I was too tired to get up, my muscles were sore and refreshed, my body was tired, but my spirit was extremely excited. After her breathing eased a little, she turned to look at Lu Ji.
Not long ago, Lu Ji, who was panting like a dog like her, sat up now, wiping his sweat with a clean sweat towel.
Zhao Wei lay sideways on the Arhat, resting her cheek with one hand.
"Tsk, it's really unfair for a brave warrior."
She is still panting, but the opponent's physical strength has recovered.
Lu Ji agreed: "It is indeed an advantage."
Her current martial arts level is not high, not much different from ordinary people. It's just that he has a solid foundation in martial arts since elementary school, and he was born in the same general family as Zhao Wei, so he can fight back and forth and see each move. However, when the physical strength is exhausted, there is a gap between having martial arts and not having martial arts. She doesn't do anything, but simply adjusts the inhalation, and the martial energy will spontaneously flow and nourish the meridians.
Zhao Wei endured the muscle pain and sat up grinning. As soon as she sat down, she saw that Lu Ji's clothes were loose and slightly opened. From her angle, she could see that the other party's lapel was a strangely shaped bellyband, and Zhao Wei burst out laughing.
"You are so big and still wear a belly hug?"
Don’t they all say that a man is not afraid of showing his breasts?
Who said this?
Well, just ask Xu Quan.
It's just——Lu Ji's belly wrap seems to have delicate patterns tattooed on it, which is strangely like a delicate apron for a daughter in a boudoir.
"It is precisely because I am getting older that I need to wear it more."
Lu Ji tightened his skirt without changing his face.
"Otherwise it would be inconvenient and impolite."
Zhao Wei nodded: "That's right, not everyone is as skinny and shameless as Xu Wenshi, it's okay to face a stare..."
As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Ji.
Lu Ji felt uncomfortable being looked at suspiciously.
"What for?"
Zhao Wei: "I just suddenly remembered that when you were the same age as Xu Wenshi, your body shape was not quite the same..."
Lu Ji: "..."
A man and a woman are naturally different. Even if they all condense the martial arts, they are all strengthened on the basis of their natural skeletons. The latter is always slender and more well-proportioned than the former. I don't see that Captain Bai has a height of nine feet and shoulders of two feet.
Zhao Wei still can't forget Lu Ji's weird belly hug. After recovering a little bit of physical strength, and two more rounds of sparring, the more I thought about it, the more I felt concerned. It's okay if you don't care, but once you do, she finds many unnatural things. The soldiers under Lieutenant Bai's tent seem to be different in size from those under her father's tent. It doesn't feel like taking it out alone, but it feels like putting it together...
Where is it awkward.
After parting from Lu Ji, she returned to the temporary accommodation with a body smelling of sand and sweat, and saw Xu Quan who was about to knock on the door at the door. As soon as the latter turned his head, he was shocked by her appearance, and pinched his nose in disgust: "Do you still remember that you are a girl?"
Zhao Wei pouted with her hips on her hips.
"Who stipulates that a girl must be fragrant?"
"Dress up for you to see?"
The words "Are you worthy" are written in his eyes.
Xu Quan rolled his eyes unceremoniously, threw the package in his hand to her, and still muttered: "Who cares? You don't show yourself when you dress up? It's your business if you want to stink yourself to death, don't harm innocent others It becomes..."
"What's this?"
Zhao Wei squeezed the package.
"Nature is your thing."
Zhao Wei won't be going back in a short time, but Zhao Feng, who loves his daughter dearly, is also reluctant to let his daughter go out to suffer hardships, so he asked his wife to pack his bags early and store them with Xu Jie. Once Xu Jie has news of his daughter, he will send things over.
Xu Quan just changed hands on his behalf.
Zhao Wei opened it for a look, then covered it again with a blushing face.
Boy, the top layer is a newly tailored apron.
"Did you open it and read it?"
His eyes are filled with distrust of his friends.
Xu Quan was speechless: "...what are you thinking?"
Although the Zhao Wei in front of him is a lot older than when he was a child, in Xu Quan's eyes, this is still the ancestor who would hang him on a tree while he was in the water to take a bath. Recalling every psychological shadow in his heart, none of Zhao Wei is innocent!
Zhao Wei hugged the package tightly.
Suddenly remembered something, approached Xu Quan and asked.
"Xu Wenshi, will you embroider on your belly?"
Xu Quan subconsciously wants to hold on to his collar.
Then he thought that he was not afraid of her even in full armor.
"How can a man do that?"
followed by suspicion: "Whose belly are you peeking at?"
Fortunately, this guy is not a warrior.
Otherwise, many women and men from good families will lose their chastity.
"It's not peeping, it's accidentally seeing."
Xu Quan frowned and recalled who Zhao Wei got close to.
According to his recent onlookers, the lord and the others obviously want Zhao Wei to stay, otherwise they wouldn't let Lu Ji, a deputy, compete with Zhao Wei all day long. As for leaving behind Zhao Wei's plan, Xu Quan didn't think too much about it, and didn't want to delve into the inside.
Anyway, I have no good intentions.
He just did as much as his cousin said and said less.
"Xu Wenshi, do you feel Zhizong..."
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Wei was not sure: "Occasionally, it looks like a daughter's house?"
but-
Which daughter's family has the height of Lu Ji?
Xu Quan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and found out: "What does it mean to be like a daughter's family occasionally? Isn't she always a daughter's family? Although there is no distinction between men and women in robes, but this kind of thing...I, a foreigner, don't understand it. Let’s not take this as an example.”
Zhao Wei's expression blanked instantly.
In the blink of an eye, my mind is racing.
"That, that—Captain Bai—"
Xu Quan nodded slowly but firmly.
Zhao Wei: "..."
At this moment, she seemed to hear something broken.
Xu Quan also made up the knife: "Just by looking at the face, you can tell if it's a man or a woman, right? When did you not even know the difference between men and women?"
Zhao Wei: "...but, but she..."
Xu Quan helped her and said, "But she is a warrior?"
"How can a warrior be..."
Xu Quan: "How could it be a woman?"
Seeing the carriage of the government office in the distance, Xu Quan knew that it was praying for good or that Liao Jia was on duty, and said meaningfully: "It was impossible in the past, but now and the future are not necessarily the same. Dawei, in fact, I have always thought that you are very good." Has talent in martial arts."
Fortunately, it is not too late now.
Nodding distantly at Liao Jia who lifted the curtain and poked his head out, it was regarded as a greeting, and turned on his horse to get back to business.
"What is he doing here?"
Liao Jia got off the carriage exhausted.
Just as he stood firm, a false package was stuffed in his arms, and a gust of wind blew right in front of him, leaving only the opponent's back.
"Your shoe is gone!"
Liao Jia's sharp eyes saw the shoes that Zhao Wei ran away, and she was worried about following them. Seeing that Zhao Wei's target was Lu Ji's house, she guessed after a little thought that she was very close—presumably she finally discovered the truth, so she was eager to find him. Lu Ji asked to verify the authenticity.
"So impatient?" Liao Jia laughed.
How not to rush? ? ?
Zhao Wei only felt her heart beating like a drum, her whole body was hot, and the sound of blood boiling lingered in her ears. Even the sound of knocking on the door has become a prelude to the realization of dreams.
When to run off your shoes, when to get blood on your feet...
She doesn't care anymore.
"Lu Zhizong, I have something to ask you."
"What do you want to ask?" Lu Ji said calmly.
"Are you really... a woman? I don't believe it!"
"How do you believe it?"
Lu Ji finished asking.
Lu Ji lowered his head.
Lu Ji saw a paw on his chest.
teased: "Don't believe it? Didn't you figure it out?"
Zhao Wei withdrew her hand stiffly.
Liao Jia who was watching from a distance: "..."
Fortunately, at this moment, a messenger blue bird landed on his shoulder, which saved Liao Jia from such embarrassment—
The official office urgently called.
(._.｀)
The test result said coagulation dysfunction, which made people flustered.
PS: The chapter said that it has not returned to normal, and saw that there were several controversies about the end of the last chapter in the background, so I will reply collectively—
For one thing, Shiitake mushrooms have never felt that the good qualities of determination, perseverance and bravery belong only to men, and they are not exclusive to men. Female characters also have their own joys, sorrows and joys, with human flashes and human weaknesses. Having villains for women is not the same as misogyny. People are flawed, not gender.
Second, it is human nature to love beauty, which does not distinguish between men and women. I don't think the pursuit of beauty is unique to women. For example, the audience of velvet flowers in the article is mostly male scholars.
If you think that women’s pursuit of beauty is for the opposite sex, it is derogatory. I think this is a stereotype and gender prejudice (this concept was mentioned in the story of Yu Zi’s mother Yu Meiren, pleasing oneself rather than pleasing others). Love beauty is to love beauty for oneself, not for courtship. A woman who becomes a valiant warrior must face the natural elements? Can dress up to weaken its heroism and ability?
The difference between men and women lies in physiology and genes, not in these external hobbies.
It is harsh to strongly deny female diversity. Women can be resolute and brave, delicate and beautiful, treacherous and cunning, and kind and pure... This is a product that is not made by a mold, and what you look like depends on the environment and yourself.
Thirdly, it is said that women’s money is easy to make, which is based on the judgment of the consumer audience (of course, the sales results of the velvet flower section are mostly male consumers, because of the custom of hairpin flowers)
(end of this chapter)