Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Chapter 1191 Daily Life of the Blind South and the Mute North 10

When Zhang Qilin saw that the two ignored them, he asked Zhang Hailan to leave and the two of them began to compete.

Under the grapevine rack, Hei Xia Zi and Jie Yu Chen watched the two people fighting and sparring with admiration.

I have to say that the Zhang family does have a violent aesthetic.

Zhang Hailan is a leader among the younger generation of the Zhang family and has excellent skills.

But in front of a mute, it's still not enough.

Zhang Qilin did not use his full strength, but rather gave instructions. His movements were as fast as a ghost, and every block and attack was extremely precise, with a sharp beauty.

"Tsk," Black Blind Man said, holding a grass stem in his mouth. "The Zhang family's physical fitness is really flawed. Xiao Hailan's speed is top-notch even in the wild, but in front of the mute, it's like playing in slow motion."

Xie Yuchen elegantly brewed tea, his gaze following the figures interweaving in the arena. "The skills of the Zhang family leader are beyond description. It's a form of art."

The aesthetic art of ultimate force.

It's still a perverted art. Some of the moves give Jie Yuchen a headache just looking at them.

Hei Xiazi raised his eyebrows proudly: "Of course, it doesn't matter whose family it is."

Xie Yuchen chuckled and handed him a cup of tea: "Well, yours, you are the best."

In the arena, Zhang Qilin defied Zhang Hailan's attack with a clever move. With a light tap of his finger on his wrist, Zhang Hailan involuntarily took a few steps back. After stabilizing himself, he bowed sincerely, "Thank you, Patriarch, for your guidance."

Zhang Qilin nodded slightly, very stylishly.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the grapevines, casting mottled shadows on his stern profile.

The exercise just now had caused a layer of fine sweat to appear on his forehead, but his breathing remained steady.

As Hei Xia Zi watched, the pride and love in his heart were almost overflowing.

He picked up the towel at hand, walked over, and wiped Zhang Qilin's sweat very naturally.

"Are you tired? The dishes ordered by Master Huaer are almost here. They are all your favorites."

Zhang Qilin let him do what he wanted, his eyes falling on Hei Xiazi's face wearing sunglasses, and he responded clearly: "Yeah."

Xie Yuchen: . . . .

There are also the foods that he and Zhang Hailan like to eat. They are not human.

Zhang Hailan quietly retreated to Jie Yuchen's side, took the tea handed to him, and whispered, "Hei Ye and the clan leader have a really good relationship."

Xie Yuchen looked at the scene where one person was diligently wiping and the other was being wiped submissively, and smiled: "It's just a matter of one person willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten."

After all, the only one who can control the wild horse Hei Xia Zi is Zhang Qilin, the iceberg.

And the only thing that can melt the iceberg is probably the unpredictable fire of Hei Xia Zi.

Besides, Hai Lan is not bad either, they don’t need to envy others.

Zhang Hailan secretly turned her head and made a gesture.

The aroma of food soon wafted over, and the four of them sat around the wooden table in the yard.

The sun is shining, the breeze is not dry, and I am surrounded by close friends and loved ones.

While Hei Xia Zi was picking up some food for Zhang Qilin, he continued to joke with Zhang Hailan and Jie Yuchen.

Zhang Qilin ate quietly, and occasionally when he heard something interesting, the corners of his mouth would curl up very slightly.

He would even pick up food for the blind man.

Hei Xiazi's bowl has never been empty.

The two young couples are competing with each other.

In the evening, Xie Yuchen and the others stayed to rest.

Their room was always there.

Zhang Hailan pulled out an antique wooden box from her bosom: "The clan leader asked me to give this to you. He said it's an early wedding gift."

Xie Yuchen: . . . .

He had a deeper understanding of the Zhang family's shamelessness.

Xie Yuchen took the box, opened it, and took a deep breath.

Inside was a pair of thousand-year-old blood jade bracelets, of excellent quality and priceless.

"This is too expensive..." Xie Yuchen subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Zhang Hailan held his hand, her eyes sincere: "The clan leader said that Jie Dangjia is worth it."

After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I got this from the Zhang family's warehouse. It would be a waste if I didn't use it."

There is no need to save money for the Zhang family.

The Zhang family has a lot of good things.

Zhang Hailan has been included in the Li family genealogy.

Xie Yuchen is also included in the Zhang family's genealogy.

Anyway, they won't suffer any loss.

Xie Yuchen: “…”

As expected, the Zhang family even has their own unique way of giving gifts.

On the other side, "Dumb~ My waist is really going to break~"

Zhang Qilin's ears were not very good at this time, as if he had a serious illness, an attack of old age deafness.

"Blind, want it, I get it."

Black Bear: ...

If it weren't for the sound insulation, he would have called the police.

In fact, it’s not Zhang Qilin’s fault. He saw the blind man’s rabbit ears and rabbit tail after taking a shower. What’s wrong with being excited?

He looks like a male model, and a rabbit one at that.

It should be clear that Zhang Qilin has never been able to resist Hei Xia Zi.

Coupled with this outfit, the tattoo just exploded.

Who made the blind man a playful person? He just didn't think about the consequences, and then...

It's normal.

Hei Xia Zi felt that he might really die.

He didn't die in the tomb, nor did he die at the hands of the zombies, but he died at the hands of Zhang Qilin.

And in an extremely dishonorable way.

He shouldn't have believed Jie Yuchen's lies.

What a surprise, what a fun, what a guarantee that would make even a dumb person's eyes pop out.

His eyes were wide open, and more than just his eyes, Zhang Qilin's entire body was about to explode into fireworks and fly into the sky.

The Qilin tattoo on his body was so vivid that it seemed to fly into the air and swallow him whole.

That damn, fabric-less bunny suit was now scattered at the foot of the bed.

The black ribbon was still barely hanging from his thigh, the metal buckle feeling cool against his heated skin.

Zhang Qilin had long ago torn off the furry rabbit tail and thrown it somewhere. As for the pair of long, tactile rabbit ears...

Hei Xia Zi felt in despair that one of them was rubbing against his cheek and was put on his head by Zhang Qilin.

Black Bear: . . . . .

"Mute...Brother Zhang...husband..." Hei Xiazi tried to save herself, her voice intermittent and tearful, "I really can't take it anymore...rest for a while...please..."

Zhang Qilin paused for a moment, sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto Hei Xiazi's taut abdominal muscles.

He leaned over, his hot breath spraying on Hei Xiazi's ear, and his voice was terribly low and hoarse: "...Not good."

Black Blind Man: “???”

Doesn't he usually just say "hmm" to whatever you say? Why is he going deaf at this moment? Is he selectively deaf?

"You... you fucking..." Hei Xiazi was so angry that he wanted to curse, but the voice that came out was soft and had no deterrent effect. Instead, it sounded like a spoiled child. "Did you hear me... my waist... my waist..."

Zhang Qilin seemed to be listening really carefully.

Then he looked at the person under him seriously. His eyes were red and his tears looked particularly seductive under the swaying light. His whole body was stained with a thin layer of red. The black leather collar was still buckled around his neck, making his skin look even whiter.