Ancestor of the Xia Fist Dao (1)
Before fusing and creating a powerful martial art, Zhu Wuwan felt that it was better for him to go to the toilet first. After streaming for so long and drinking a lot of water, it was time for Zhu Wuwan to go, even though his kidneys were quite good.
However, just as she opened the door and walked into the living room, a figure suddenly stood up from the small sofa in the living room, giving Zhu Wuwan a shock.
Before Zhu Wuwan could react to what had happened, he was hugged by a pair of soft, jade-like arms. Then, an exquisite little face pressed into his arms, instantly wetting his T-shirt."Thank you, brother-in-law. Thank you for forgiving me. Thank you for untying the knot in my heart. Thank you for not blaming me anymore…"
Tang Kexin was somewhat incoherent. She was obviously very excited. Tears flowed out of her eyes. The sadness and pain that she had accumulated for a long time seemed to have erupted at this moment.