"Bang!" She gently pressed the coffee table with her white jade-like palm and slowly lifted it up.

A palm print appeared on the coffee table of Shuiquliu, which seemed to be in. It was two inches deep and had neat edges, the size of Li Tang's slender jade palm.

"Hey, are you?" Li Bin reached out to touch the coffee table and stared at Li Tang's hand for a while.

Li Tang smiled and said, "I am not a weak woman now, but a master of kung fu!"

"Who did you learn it from?" Li Bin asked with a smile: "What awesome kung fu!"

Every man in China has a dream of martial arts. Although Li Bin is no exception, he is still practicing qigong, and the effect of strengthening the body is good.

Li Tang said: "Of course it's Fang Han."

"No wonder." Li Bin exclaimed: "With such skill, it's better if you don't bully others. I'll take a look with another slap."

Li Tang smiled and pressed the coffee table again, and then made another palm print.

"Blank money waste!" Fan Xiuqing called Li Tang: "Hurry changing clothes and washing your face, lying down and rest for a while, and make dumplings tonight!"

"Okay." Li Tang smiled and entered the bedroom.

Seeing Li Tang entering the house and closing the door, Li Bin pointed at Fan Xiuqing: "You, you, your daughter is grown up, and you are looking at your boyfriend. Don't say that Fang Han."
Chapter completed!