"I can't control the matter between you and Li Jie. I'm cooking lunch, and I'm dead." Liu Jing said.

"Uh!" I responded, my mind was in a mess at this time. Damn, if it wasn't Li Jie last night, who was it? Could it be a dream? It's impossible. It's so fucking real.

Liu Jing hung up the phone, I stood there with the phone for a long time, and suddenly I looked towards the bed. If what happened last night was true, there would definitely be traces on the flyer. I remember I was crazy, but after I looked at the sheet carefully, I sat decadently on the bed, because the sheets were clean and there was no trace of love.

"Damn, how could this happen? It seems that I was having hallucinations? No, it's so fucking real. That sense of reality tells me that something must have happened last night, but there was no trace on the bed sheet, which was really unreasonable." I patted my forehead with my hand, feeling like I had seen a ghost.

After leaning a little, I took off my pants and checked my body. It seemed that there were traces of love underneath, but I was not sure. For an entire hour, I almost made myself crazy.

"Is it really an illusion?" I blinked and thought with a depressed look on my face.

After thinking for a while, I picked up my phone and called Li Jiajun: "Hey, Jiajun, I remember you sent me back last night, right?" I asked.

"Uh! Yes, Uncle Wang." Li Jiajun replied.

"When you sent me back, was there anyone at home?" I asked.

"No!" said Li Jiajun.

"Not really? Why do I vaguely feel like there is a figure?" I said to Li Fajia.

"Uncle Wang, you are drunk and dazzled." Li Jiajun said.

"I'm dazzled?" I asked.

"Um!"

"There is really no one at home?" I didn't believe it because it was too real. The feeling was completely different from a dream. Besides, I haven't been drunk before and had hallucinations. It's really a fantasy, and I don't believe it too much.

"No!" said Li Jiajun.

"Jiajun, don't lie to Uncle Wang." I once again attacked Li Jiajun.

There was a moment of silence on the phone. I thought there would be another kind of agreement. Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, Li Jiajun said: "Uncle Wang, there is really no one else. I put you on the bed, took off your shoes, and wiped my face with a hot towel, and then I left."

"Someone took off my shoes and wiped my face with a hot towel. I vaguely remembered it, but when I opened my eyes, I seemed to find that it was Li Jie who did these things for me, not Li Jiajun!" I thought to myself, puzzled.

"Do I think Li Jiajun is Li Jie?" This kind of thought suddenly appeared in my mind, and I was so scared that I was sweating all over my body. Thinking about the scene of Li Jiajun being pressed under me, I felt a chill.

"Jia Jun, where are you now?" The next second, I asked Li Jia Jun quickly.

"I originally wanted to practice boxing in the third cotton spinning factory, but Master Ning didn't let me do it. Uncle Wang, why don't you tell me about Master Ning?" Li Jiajun said.

"Wait, I'll go there right away." I said, then hung up the phone, washed up quickly, and rushed out of the door.

Because it was too horrible, I drove to Cotton Spinning Factory No. 3 in less than five minutes. After getting off the bus, I jogged all the way to the used workshop. When I saw Li Jiajun jumping around practicing boxing, I felt relieved.

Damn, if Li Jiajun was pressed under her, she would probably find it difficult for her to walk with her crazy last night.

I patted my chest with an overly frightened expression: "If it weren't for Li Jiajun, did I really have hallucinations? It seems that it is true. Damn, the hallucinations last night were so fucking fun. It would be great if I had such hallucinations every night." I said in my heart.

When Li Jiajun saw me, he immediately ran over and said with anticipation: "Uncle Wang, please tell me about it to Master Ning, I want to practice bartending."

"Uh? OK!" I nodded and walked towards Ning Yong with Li Jiajun. Before he could speak, Ning Yong pointed his hand at Li Jiajun and said, "Who asked you to stop, you practice five more times."

"Ning Yong, Jia Jun has a leg that is a fake leg. His interest is bartending. Do you see..." Before I finished speaking, Ning Yong stared at the bull-eyed eyes and said, "Did these people begged me to teach them skills at that time? Do you want to destroy the situation now? What's wrong with one leg? I specially made up a set of single-legged moves for the three of them."

"that……"

"There is no such thing, this one, if you want to learn something else, you must complete my training volume every day, otherwise it will be useless if anyone says it." Ning Yong waved his hand and shouted.

At that time, I was indeed asking my elder brother to come and ask Ning Yong to help me train these children. The only thing I didn’t expect was that Ning Yong was a stubborn donkey and didn’t give me any face.

Finally, I stared at Ning Yong for more than ten seconds, and could only give in, smiled bitterly at Li Jiajun, and said, "Jiajun, in order to let Master Ning teach you skills, I made an agreement with him first and could not interfere in the training. You should work harder and you can also defend yourself after learning kung fu. You may be able to use it in the future, right?" He said that he would not listen to Ning Yong, so he could only persuade Li Jiajun.

"Okay then!" Li Jiajun left with an unhappy look on his face.
Chapter completed!