Ning Hu deduced the Tai Chi Baguazhang demonstrated by Zhang Hang again in a state of epiphany, and then slowly stopped his body and looked at Zhang Hang who was sitting on the flower bed with a depressed expression.

"Master, did I learn correctly?"

Zhang Hang looked at the Tai Chi gossip pattern that was trampled by Ning Hu on the grass, and rolled his eyes, if he didn't know that Ning Hu was a fool, Zhang Hang felt that Ning Hu was showing off.

"Barely got into the eye, keep up the good work. Zhang Hang pretended to be casual and said.

"Thank you, Master!" Ning Hu bowed and saluted.

"Don't call me master!" Zhang Hang pretended to be angry and raised his voice.

"Why? What do I call you?" Ning Hu scratched his head, his face full of doubts, he didn't understand why Zhang Hang didn't let him call himself a master but taught him martial arts.

"You just call me Mr. Zhang. Zhang Hang said with a straight face, the reason why Ning Hu was not allowed to call the master was because Zhang Hang had his own plans, and the position of Longmen Lao Jiu's "Jiao Tu" had been vacant for many years, and Zhang Hang intended to train Ning Hu to become a person in Longmen.

"Oh, I know, teacher...... Mr. Zhang!" Seeing that Zhang Hang was serious, Ning Hu changed his tone in a depressed mood, but he was obedient.

"Okay, how are your parents?

"It's arranged, Master Meng arranged for my father and mother to go to an old and high-end sanatorium, and the toilet is bigger than where I slept when I was in Yan's house......" Talking about this topic, Ning Hu gushed endlessly, filial piety, he was very satisfied to see that his parents, who had worked hard all his life, could recuperate in such a high-end sanatorium.

"Since you don't have any worries, you can practice hard, and I want you to repay it for helping you. Zhang Hang said frankly.

"I know, I'll do whatever you ask me to do in the future. Ning Hu didn't realize that there was anything wrong with Zhang Hang's words, and said seriously, in his understanding, receiving favors from others is to reciprocate.

"You idiot, haha. Zhang Hang was amused by Ning Hu's silly appearance, and motioned Ning Hu to continue practicing, Zhang Hang went to the restaurant to get two pieces of bread and turned around and went to the garage, driving the Mercedes-Benz G63 straight to the research institute, and it was time to go to work a little later, and it was time for the traffic jam.

Driving a big G and munching bread, Zhang Hang looked like a boy and brother, and along the way, several bewitching women who got off the "night shift" scratched their heads at Zhang Hang.

parked the car in the old place, and didn't know if Meng Ruoyu's research was over, so he sent a text message to Meng Ruoyu to inform him, and Zhang Hang sat in the car and waited for Meng Ruoyu to reply to the text message.

Listening to the morning news, Zhang Hang couldn't remember one thing, and reached out to open the co-pilot's storage box, where the courier that Wang Zhilin had given to Meng Ruoyu a few days ago was still lying quietly.

Zhang Hang curiously picked up the courier box and looked at it, the ghost made a fool of himself with his fingernails to open the courier box, and when he saw the contents of the box, Zhang Hang's old face blushed, this time he knew what the secret was......

"I can't see it, lace, it's still a black collector's ......" Zhang Hang opened the translucent packaging box with great interest, took out the "things" and looked at them.

There was a vibration from the "buzzing" mobile phone, Zhang Hang, who was weak-hearted, hurriedly stuffed the "thing" into the express box, threw it into the storage box, picked up the mobile phone, it was Meng Ruoyu who called, Zhang Hang hurriedly got out of the car and walked to the gate of the research institute, there was no signal in the laboratory and could not make a call, so he could only use the network in the laboratory to send text messages.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Hang ran to the door of the research institute, he saw Meng Ruoyu with a pair of dark circles looking around at the door.

"Who let you come out by yourself?" Zhang Hang scolded Meng Ruoyu seriously, although no one dared to break into the research institute easily, but as far as what happened in the past two days seems to be absolute, there is no absolute in everything, and besides, his body is a little abnormal now, so it is better to be careful.

"I, I ......" Meng Ruoyu, who was originally happy, was depressed by Zhang Hang's words, wrapped her fingers around the corners of her clothes, lowered her head and muttered in her mouth.

"Next time you dare to run around, be careful that I cut you. Zhang Hang warned solemnly.

Twisted Dada followed Zhang Hang into the car, and Meng Ruoyu deliberately turned his head to the side without looking at Zhang Hang.

"Can you work overtime like this, and how long will it take for the research to be completed?" Zhang Hang asked, pointing to Meng Ruoyu's big black eyes.

"I'm fine, in fact, the research project has been successful, but I want to be safe and do a few more experiments, ah. Meng Ruoyu sneezed before she finished speaking.

"It's always spinning like this, my body can't stand it. Zhang Hang said in a tone as I expected, and reached out to turn off the air conditioner in the car.

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it!" Meng Ruoyu thought of Zhang Hang, who was fierce just now, snorted, reached out and opened the co-pilot's locker, ready to take two tissues to wipe his nose.

"Hey!" Zhang Hang suddenly remembered the express that was opened by himself, and stopped it loudly, but it was still half a step late, Meng Ruoyu looked at the open express box in the storage box and the packaging box that had obviously been opened in the box.

"I said this is how this courier is, do you believe it?"

"Smack"

"Since I came to your house, this is already the third slap!" Zhang Hang drove the car with one hand, and stroked his cheek with the bright red palm print with the other, and said depressedly.

"Hooligans! perverted!You deserve it!" Meng Ruoyu hid the courier behind him with a flushed face, and scolded in his mouth.

"I'm just curious about what it is, who knows it's lace......" Zhang Hang explained.

"Don't say it! Hurry up!" Meng Ruoyu covered her face and shouted angrily.

"Well, that's hard to explain. Zhang Hang sighed, started the car, and drove towards Meng's house.

Meng Ruoyu covered her face with her hands all the way, and it was not until the car drove into the Meng family's compound that she put down her hand covering her face, her cheeks were still red like an apple.

"Don't tell anyone about this!" Meng Ruoyu whispered to Zhang Hang.

"I know, I know, God knows, you know, I know. Zhang Hang immediately agreed.

"You must not know, forget about it!" Meng Ruoyu raised his small fist and waved, warning.

"Okay, okay, I've forgotten. Zhang Hang hurriedly agreed.

The car heard the underground garage, Meng Ruoyu opened the car door and stepped out of the car with one foot, and suddenly turned his head to Zhang Hang and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

Zhang Hang didn't want to answer casually: "Black is not suitable for you, if you are ...... pink"

"Zhang Hang, I'll kill you!"