There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is rare.

The tip of the brush gently slides and outlines on the rice paper, and the large italicized characters on the nail cover jump out.

Thirty-three words are horizontal and vertical, the arc is smooth, and the staggered ones are staggered, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye at a glance, and they are definitely from the hands of masters.

After the last stroke was written, Ning Yuan inserted the brush into the inkwell.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

The two don't know much about calligraphy, but they feel pretty good and it's more pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Tianshu smiled strangely: "Writing a poem also shows affection, tsk tsk......"

Zhang Ying blushed and lowered her head, her heartbeat went straight to three times per second, like a mad rabbit.

said that it was good to show the exercises, how did you get such a play?

The beauty of the country and the city, isn't that just this girl?

Beauty is rare, which means to grasp the opportunity in front of you, on the whole, it is obviously a poetic confession!

I really can't imagine that Ning Yuan, a stinky hooligan and a big pervert, is quite emotional.

She was a little embarrassed, and secretly rejoiced, and only after a while did she pretend to be casual and raised her head: "It's good that you know, I'll give you a chance." ”

Ning Yuan was confused, and at first he didn't understand what the other party meant.

The corner of his eye fell on the rice paper, and he suddenly realized.

He originally wanted to tease the other party, but he didn't expect her to be serious.

At the moment, he put his right hand into a fist in front of his mouth and coughed twice, Zhang Ying slanted at him and said angrily: "If you don't do your job all day, you know how to think about these little tricks, and you don't know how many girls you have deceived." ”

The corners of Ning Yuan's mouth twitched: "Chasing the wind and catching shadows." Don't guess. ”

Zhang Ying snorted and looked at the rice paper. Xindao, this guy has a lot of accomplishments in calligraphy. I really didn't see it before.

After two minutes, she said disappointedly: "It's nothing, didn't you say that verbal criticism and writing can resist thousands of troops, why is there no movement at all?"

Ning Yuan explained: "I don't cultivate enough now, I can't achieve that effect, and you two are not enemies, just show it, there is no need to make the Jin Ge Iron Horse murderous." ”

Zhang Ying and Zhang Tianshu looked up and down. A few words are ordinary, and there is no difference.

The latter hurriedly said, "Brother Ning, let this thing react!"

Ning Yuan leaned over and blew lightly from left to right, and said with a light smile: "Look at it again." ”

When the sister and brother heard this, they turned their heads and stared, only to feel that their spirits were in a trance, and then their eyes burst out, and they were dumbfounded!

The poem seems to come to life and evolve into a swarthy window.

There is a cliff inside, and on the edge stands a woman in white in ancient costume, with a fluttering skirt. Holding a dark butter paper umbrella in both hands, with a quiet smile on his face. The temperament is ethereal, like a fairy descending to earth.

Looking closely at the facial features, it is exactly the same as Zhang Ying, without the slightest difference.

The cliffs are thousands of cliffs, the clouds and mist below are surging upward, and the final picture is white.

"This, this, this, this ......"

Zhang Ying pointed at Ning Yuan with her right index finger, and then pointed at the rice paper on the bedside table, switching back and forth between the two, and stammered: "What, what's going on?"

"Damn!" Zhang Tianshu roared and jumped up directly, and said excitedly: "This is simply a pickle girl magic skill, Brother Ning quickly teach me!"

Ning Yuanyun said lightly: "At present, I can only do this step, if the cultivation is profound, one stroke, thousands of troops will come out, and the illusion can become real." ”

immediately looked at Zhang Tianshu: "If you want to learn, you can practice calligraphy for a year." ”

The latter's expression collapsed, and he hung his head: "It's been so long? ”

He thought about it again and again, and didn't change his original idea, it was better to have cool exercises with special effects.

Ning Yuan taught the other party a move and asked him to try it.

"Raise your head, raise your chest, and tuck your belly. Pouting, yes, it's this horse stride, when can you last two hours and come back to me. ”

Zhang Tianshu received an accurate answer, and left with a smile.

Ning Yuan shook his head, this guy underestimated Zamabu too much.

Formal posture can exercise the muscles of the whole body, and the requirements for personal quality are very high, those who often sit in the classroom and office, do not exercise much sub-healthy people, two or three minutes to the whole body sore, double trembling.

Normal level, ten minutes to the limit.

The reason why he did this and did not use the soul imprint to directly teach Zhang Tianshu the exercises was to hone his temperament, patience, and perseverance.

Otherwise, you will suddenly have the power to surpass ordinary people, and you still have money at home, so it is easy to get into trouble.

Until this time, Zhang Ying's brain was still in chaos, and she was dizzy and couldn't react.

Ning Yuan sat on the edge of the bed and said playfully: "What, you were fooled?"

The former shook his head vigorously, his expression dazed: "What's the situation, how can I see myself standing on the cliff in ancient costume?

Ning Yuan said vaguely: "Almost." ”

It's too cumbersome to explain, so I don't say much.

The two stared at each other for a while, then Zhang Ying snorted, covered the lunch box and reached out to take the mango.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan hurriedly stopped, pressed her slender hand, and said with a wry smile: "Don't don't, don't don't, if you want to drive me away, don't say it." ”

Miss Tsundere smiled and pestled the mango into his arms: "Give it to you~"

Ning Yuan casually put his hand on the bed, rolled his eyes and exaggerated: "This thing is as powerful as a poison gas bomb to me, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Zhang Ying slapped his thigh with his left hand, looking ashamed and angry: "Flamboyant all day long, can you be serious?"

Ning Yuan's lips were close to her ear, and his words were provocative: "You tasted it last time, you should know that I am so slippery, do you want to do it again?"

After speaking, he ignored the other party's reaction and pushed her delicate upper body back.

Zhang Ying lay on the bed with flustered eyes, hurriedly folded her hands to cover her mouth, and said in a slightly dull voice: "Big pervert go away! I'm a patient! How can you do this?!"

Ning Yuan was noncommittal, leaning forward, the upper bodies of the two were almost parallel to each other, but they did not press down, their foreheads were close to each other, and their wet breath hit each other's faces.

With the other party's long eyelashes blinking, he felt as if a brush had brushed it, itchy.

He looked at the beautiful woman under him and teased, "Really, let me see how the injury is now." ”

As he spoke, he climbed up Zhang Yingyu's neck with his left hand and unbuttoned the first button.

The hospital gown is very loose, and it is easy to solve it accordingly, and it is almost effortless to take two high ground in a row.

The corners of his mouth on both sides of his mouth pulled behind a shallow arc, and he said badly: "Your heart is beating fast, aren't you nervous?"

Zhang Ying felt that the third button was about to be unfastened, and finally panicked, and hurriedly pressed it with both hands and said angrily: "Don't take off my clothes!"

The next moment, she felt that her two lip flaps were blocked, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The pupils reflected the smile of Ning Yuan's successful conspiracy, and he was sad at the moment, and slowly closed his eyes as if he was resigned to his fate.

Sound east and west! Routine! Quan Nyima is a routine!

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I've been thinking about anti-theft for the past two days.,So the update isn't fast.,The progress of the plot is slow.,I figured it out today.,Make a wave first.,After all, it's the pillar of the family.,The whole family is counting on me to support the family.,Of course, I'll compensate with updates.,This is also what I'm worried about.,Three and four updates a day are too much.,I'm afraid of scaring you...... (To be continued.) )