Last year, when I first started running, I also felt so much pain that I wobbled when I walked. It was him who helped me with massages every day.
Although Wei Ziang was also just a child, being a boy after all, his strength was just right. With his massage, the soreness in Xiaomi's legs was greatly alleviated.
"Xiaoyao Swordsmanship, what is this?" The book of Swordsmanship was right by the bedside, and when Wei Ziang looked up, he saw it.
Xiaomi was about to explain, but Wei Ziang seemed to remember something and couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Xiaomi, could it be that you read this, which is why you're swinging the stick around at home?"
Wei Ziang's eyes were filled with amusement, and Xiaomi's face flushed red at being mocked by a child!
But in the next second, she gritted with pain, grabbed the book, and placed it in front of Wei Ziang!
"What, there's nothing in here, how could I possibly..."
