God Level Farm

Xia Ruofei posed that pose skillfully, and when the familiar tingling sensation reappeared, Xia Ruofei was stunned for a moment.

Can I do this pose again? Xia Ruofei was overjoyed, and even forgot the severe pain of the meridian tearing.

It seems that as long as there is a certain interval, you can try again! Xia Ruofei said in his heart.

It has been almost half a day since he tried to make this weird posture before. Xia Ruofei judged that there should be a process of repairing and rebuilding his body. After the damage to his meridians in the last attempt was completely repaired, it was natural. A second attempt can be made.

And this process of repair and reconstruction will definitely make his body and meridians stronger!

Xia Ruofei began to concentrate on gritting his teeth and persevering.

The pain is still very strong. Opposite the princess bed in Ling Qingxue's boudoir, there is a lovely pink wall clock. Xia Ruofei can intuitively feel the passage of time.

In his line of sight, it felt like the second hand was in slow motion on TV, and it took a long time for it to beat tremblingly.

Xia Ruofei knew that it was the pain that amplified his nerves and made him feel that time passed very slowly.

One minute.

two minutes.

three minutes……

Xia Ruofei's facial muscles began to tremble slightly, and he kept gritting his teeth and trying to persevere.

Fortunately, his perseverance is far superior to that of ordinary people. If he was replaced by an ordinary person who had not undergone cruel anti-POW training, I am afraid that the first time the pain hit, he would reflexively lift his posture and withdraw from the training.

Xia Ruofei's eyes were red, and he looked at the wall clock on the wall for five minutes. The severe pain made him feel dizzy, but he still grinned, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Last time he persisted for five minutes, and this time, he obviously improved.

Xia Ruofei trembled all over, and finally couldn't hold it for about five and a half minutes, and the whole person involuntarily withdrew from that weird posture.

It took half a minute longer than last time...

Xia Ruofei twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that there was no strength in his body, he lay on the bed panting,

After a long while, he regained his strength and sat up slowly.

The feeling of warmth all over the body after the severe pain was really comfortable, making Xia Ruofei a little drowsy. He got up and moved his hands and feet, and suddenly heard a crackling sound, as if the bones in his body were colliding with each other.

Xia Ruofei squeezed his fist, and there was also a crackling sound. He waved his fist at will, and suddenly there was a whirring sound. Although there was no reference, he faintly felt that his strength had increased a lot.

This weird pose is really against the sky! Just keep it for a few minutes, the effect of strengthening the body is so obvious! Xia Ruofei said in his heart.

And after drinking more than a catty of white wine just now, the feeling of dizziness disappeared, and Xia Ruofei is very sober now.

"It should be that the alcohol is also excreted with impurities..." Xia Ruofei said to himself.

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized something, raised his hand and saw that there was another layer of black grease-like impurities on the surface of the skin, and there was still a stench.

It's just that the impurities this time are obviously much less than the last time, and it doesn't cover the entire skin, but there are thin patches in some parts.

Xia Ruofei hurried over to open the window, then turned on the air conditioner and adjusted it to the ventilation gear, wanting to get rid of the unpleasant smell as soon as possible.

Thinking that he made Ling Qingxue's fragrant boudoir smell bad, Xia Ruofei couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment.

Then Xia Ruofei's face suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly turned his head to look at Ling Qingxue's princess bed - just now he was sitting on it to practice that posture, and after practicing, he was lying on the bed sheet, then his body discharged impurities...

Xia Ruofei saw two or three dark stains on Ling Qingxue's pale pink sheets!

If it wasn't for Ling Qingxue's quilt neatly folded on the head of the bed, it is estimated that the quilt would also be stained.

This is how to do ah? After coming in for one night, Ling Qingxue's sheets were soiled... Xia Ruofei also felt that his head was big, and he even regretted that he was in such a hurry to practice this action here.

Xia Ruofei couldn't stand the sour odor emanating from his body, so he decided to leave the bed sheets alone, and rushed into the bathroom to wash it well.

Fortunately, he always has a change of clothes in the space. He washes all the autumn clothes and johns in the bathroom, and then hangs them in the space to dry.

As for the coat, although there is a little smell, it is not easy for him to change it. Because he didn't bring anything other than a bag of wine today, and he got up tomorrow and changed into a set of clothes, he couldn't explain it.

So Xia Ruofei hung his coat on the small balcony outside Ling Qingxue's room, presumably there should be no smell after a night of ventilation.

Finally, Xia Ruofei came to the bed again, facing the sheet at a loss.

After thinking about it, he decided to wash off the stain - he couldn't leave such an obvious stain here, could he? And tonight he himself is going to sleep on it.

So Xia Ruofei took off the bed sheet with a bitter face and took it to the bathroom, scrubbed the stained area repeatedly, confirmed that it was all cleaned, and hung it on the clothes drying rod on the balcony.

Xia Ruofei didn't know what Ling Xiaotian's expression would look like when he saw the sheets hanging outside tomorrow morning, but it was useless to think so much now, so he just decided to go to bed first. So he opened Ling Qingxue's closet to find spare sheets.

When looking for sheets, Xia Ruofei accidentally opened a cabinet door, which was full of all kinds of lace underwear. He quickly closed the cabinet door, but he couldn't help but think about it, and unconsciously imagined Ling Qingxue wearing these lace underwear look.

Can you get a good night's sleep? Xia Ruofei smiled bitterly.

After some tossing, Xia Ruofei finally found the bed sheet, he spread the bed sheet, then unfolded Ling Qingxue's fragrant quilt, and got into the bed.

His mind was full of Ling Qingxue's graceful figure, and he tossed it very late before finally falling asleep.

The next morning, Ling Xiaotian knocked on the door outside and asked Xia Ruofei to have breakfast, and he woke up.

He got up in a hurry, responded first, then ran to the balcony to take off his jacket and put it on. He reached out and touched the sheet, which was still wet. It seemed impossible to change it back in the morning.

Xia Ruofei could only helplessly walk over and open the door.

Ling Xiaotian still did not leave, just stood at the door and waited. Seeing Xia Ruofei coming out, he smiled and said, "Ruofei, let's have breakfast!"

Xia Ruofei nodded, hesitated, and said, "That...Uncle Ling, I accidentally stained Qingxue's sheets last night. I have washed them and hung them outside."

It is impossible for Xia Ruofei to hide such an obvious thing, so it is better to take the initiative to say it, lest Ling Xiaotian guess.

One night is simply not enough time for the sheets to dry... Xia Ruofei thought of this and suddenly realized that he had made a fool-like mistake!

time! time!

Why didn't you hang the sheets in the Lingtu space last night? Several days have passed in the Lingtu space overnight, and the sheets must be dry!

It's too late to say anything now...

Xia Ruofei looked at Ling Xiaotian, and sure enough Ling Xiaotian showed a strange look.

Sleeping in the boudoir at night and soiling the sheets is full of connotation no matter how you hear it.

Xia Ruofei quickly explained: "Uncle Ling, I was so drunk yesterday that I accidentally vomited it out, but I have cleaned it up and the sheets have been washed!"

Ling Xiaotian smiled slightly and said, "So that's how it is! It doesn't matter, Ruo Fei, in fact, you can just throw it there, and Mother Chen will take care of it!"

"It's okay, it's easy..." Xia Ruofei said with a slight sigh of relief.

"Let's eat!" Ling Xiaotian said with a smile.

The two went downstairs together.

Xia Ruofei thought that Ling Xiaotian should have accepted his explanation, but Ling Xiaotian said in his heart at this moment: "Sample! I've drank with you twice, and I still don't know how much you drink? You will vomit if you drink it? Look! The firepower of the young people here is strong! Should I let Qingxue come back earlier?"

If Xia Ruofei knew what Ling Xiaotian was thinking at the moment, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood. This is the rhythm of jumping into the Yellow River that cannot be washed away! (To be continued.)