In a blink of an eye, another half month was still coming, and Li Yifei could finally act "freely". This free action means that Li Yifei could walk normally, control his body, and would not fall down at will. Unlike two weeks ago, if he did not rely on airs to support him, he would not be able to walk, and his body balance ability would not be good.

Li Yifei recovered faster in the past half month, but he still couldn't mobilize his dantian. He could feel that some true energy had accumulated in the dantian, but it could not be used for him. Li Yifei could only recover slowly and try again when his body recovered.

Li Yifei can even jog for a while, but someone has to watch him, otherwise he would think that he would just stick his head on the concrete floor and break a piece of his forehead, the size of a coin.

Then he lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. The saint was watching Li Yifei from a distance. He didn't expect that he would suddenly fall. When he came to him, it was too late. The saint who ran over was stunned when he saw Li Yifei's appearance, then covered his mouth and laughed constantly, his waist bent.

After all, he is a world-class expert, but he actually fell down while walking, and even fell like this. Who would have thought of it!

"Hey, I feel a little sympathetic!" Li Yifei said dissatisfiedly. He struggled to hold up his hands and kept his head away from the ground. The fall didn't hurt much. The key was that he was angry. Especially when the saint smiled, Li Yifei understood what she was smiling and felt speechless.

No one was surprised that he fell just now. Li Yifei's own body lost control and fell down directly.

The saint put away her smile and was about to speak, but when she saw that half of Li Yifei's face was covered with blood, she exclaimed, bent down and reached out to pick up Li Yifei, and picked him up. She didn't care about anything else at this time. The saint hurriedly checked Li Yifei and found that Li Yifei had just scratched his forehead, but the blood was flowing a little more, so she felt relieved.

He carried him back to the house, found disinfectant and other things, and quickly handled it. During this process, Li Yifei adjusted it and even said self-deprecatingly: "This is to feel the physical condition of his 100s in advance. It turns out that people are not good at old age!"

"I'm also saying that I don't know you can fall. In this way, I'll be next to you when I run next time!" The saint said with some distress.

The two of them would not even say the word "pain" if they were cut off, but they would be anxious when they saw each other falling, breaking, and bleeding, and then they would be anxious. After all, it was because they had the other person in their hearts and cared about it.

Li Yifei reached out and pinched the saint's face, pinched it gently twice, then let go, and said, "It's okay, today is an accident. I'll pay attention to it next time. I want to recover as soon as possible when I run."

"It's just settled, just right? I can exercise. I've eaten and slept, and I've had a belly full of food."

"Little belly? Is it? Let me see, why don't I know you have a small belly?" Li Yifei said, then stretched out An Lushan's claws, wanting to take the opportunity to get along with the cheap one. Of course, he was slapped and knocked off his evil hand. The saint asked again: "How is it, does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Li Yifei immediately grinned.

Even though he knew he was pretending, the saint was still very concerned. She pouted her mouth and blew it on Li Yifei's forehead. Li Yifei closed his eyes comfortably.

The saint blew a few breaths, and saw Li Yifei enjoying her face, so she stopped. She saw Li Yifei suddenly opened her eyes, looked at her, and asked seriously: "Does it feel good?"

"What does it feel?" The Saint was puzzled.

"The feeling of love!"

The saint could not answer for a moment. She realized that the two of them were no longer in love, but even living together. Although it is normal to live together abroad, especially in Europe and the United States, even in China, it is very normal, but... the saint of the saint who is a jihadist organization, living with a Chinese man, still staying with each other day and night, has become the miss of each other before and after waking up.

The saint was a little speechless. She blinked her eyes, looked at Li Yifei, nodded seriously, and said, "It's very good. I feel very happy every day and I don't think about many things anymore. Sometimes, even if I don't do anything, I don't feel bored when I look at the other person in a daze."

“Remember what it feels like these days.”

"Hmm?" The saint raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Yifei in confusion.

"Look at my appearance, even if I recover, I am afraid I will not be able to recover from my original condition. At that time, you should be happy these days, so be gentle!" Li Yifei said.

The saint's face changed. The two of them hardly mentioned these things these days. The saint can forget the battle between the two after Li Yifei's injury healed. As a result, Li Yifei would bring it up now, and it was so pitiful...

The saint's voice became cold and said, "Don't worry, if you don't fully recover, I will not fight you. I want to defeat you. You must be the one who wins completely, and you cannot give in to me!"

"Silly girl!" Li Yifei reached out and pinched the saint's face and said, "I'm joking, don't you hear it? What you should do at this time should be coming over and kissing me! Instead of getting angry!"

The saint was slightly stunned. After spending a few seconds thinking about Li Yifei's words, she was a little unresponsive. She had just fallen in love and had no experience in some aspects. Could it be that what Li Yifei said was right?

After hesitating, Li Yifei supported himself, pouted his mouth and said vaguely: "Hold on words and kiss me!"

Don't talk, kiss me! This is Li Yifei asking for a kiss, but he is worried that the saint will not agree, so Li Yifei took coercive measures directly, held the saint's face, and kissed him without saying a word.

Kissing is a good medicine. There was once a joke that a man and a woman were sitting in the park. The woman said her eyes were hurting, and the man kissed her eyes, and the woman stopped hurting. Then she said that her face hurt, the man kissed her face, and the woman stopped hurting, and the woman said that her mouth hurts, and the man kissed her... After several times, an aunt who was resting next to her was full of curiosity and curiosity. She asked the man, is it so amazing to kiss? The aunt has hemorrhoids, and it hurts her to death. You can help her treat her...

The second half has nothing to do with this article, but the first half is also applicable to Li Yifei. After a long kiss, Li Yifei felt much more comfortable, and his forehead didn't hurt so much. He was also light and lying on the saint's slender thigh. Li Yifei looked sideways and rubbed his thighs...
Chapter completed!