After dozens of moves back and forth, Xiang Xiaoyuan saw Ni Kun's mistake, and went straight to his back heart with his palm, but he didn't want Ni Kun to cheat, so he went straight to her door.

Xiao Yuan leaned back, Ni Kun retracted his leg in time and didn't kick her, but Xiao Yuan was still short of skill and sat on the ground.

Grandma Zhou was not at ease, she kept watching at the door, saw Xiaoyuan fall to the ground, and hurriedly ran over.

"Be careful!" she muttered.

Ni Kun helped Xiaoyuan up: "Are you okay?"

Xiao Yuan rubbed his buttocks and smiled, "It's okay!

Grandma Zhou was amused by them and said to Xiaoyuan:

"Girl, don't fight him. The young master is a five-dan black belt in karate, and he's bullying people!"

In fact, Ni Kun is not just a five-dan black belt in karate, because he has been thin since he was a child, he was forcibly trained in sanda and fighting by his domineering father in the name of exercising.

Xiao Yuan opened his mouth wide, and he couldn't see that the weak Ni Kun was so powerful.

"You're good enough!" Ni Kun smiled: "The kick makes my arm numb! There are not many people who can go through so many moves with me!"

"Huh. Xiao Yuan scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly.

"Hmm. Ni Kun nodded: "It's enough to deal with Cheng Hao!"

After saying that, they all got up.

Aunt Zhou smiled and shook her head, she hadn't seen Ni Kun smile so happily for a long time, so she left with confidence.

Xiang Xiaoyuan sat on the floor, remembering the wanted criminal he caught this week, so he told Ni Kun about it.

"Oh?" Ni Kun became interested: "Then how did you subdue him?"

Xiao Yuan thought about it and showed it to him.

Ni Kun shook his head, went over to pull Xiao Yuan's right hand, and demonstrated himself as the wanted criminal:

"If I turn around like this, and my feet stumble like this, and then my right hand backs my wrist ......"

His movements were fast, and before Xiao Yuan could react, he compared the two fingers of the tip of a knife to Xiao Yuan's throat directly.

Xiao Yuan was scared into a cold sweat, and he didn't expect it at that time.

"That'...... What should I do?"

Her voice trembled, but luckily the wanted man didn't resist like this, or she would have fallen.

Ni Kun withdrew his hand and rubbed her short hair: "It's okay! I'll tell you what to do if you encounter this situation in the future!"

After speaking, let Xiaoyuan repeat the prisoner's movements to teach her.

"Oh my God!

Xiang Xiaoyuan fell to the ground, but was very happy.

Brother Ni Kun is so powerful, where is he here to learn, he is here to ask for advice!

"What else, you can teach me again!" Xiao Yuan's eyes lit up with excitement.

received a good student, Ni Kun was also willing to guide, so the two of them spread out.

On this sunny afternoon, the whole gym was filled with laughter and the sound of hitting, and the quiet mansion had not been so lively for a long time.

Xiang Xiaoyuan gulped down water, he was really tired, but he was very happy.

"Slow down!" Ni Kun couldn't help but instruct when he saw that she was drinking urgently.

Xiaoyuan drank a full amount of water and looked at Cheng Hao's sweater in a daze.

Ni Kun looked down and said with a smile: "It's already broken, I can't make up for it, so I'm going to make do with it." ”

He told Xiaoyuan that the sweater was a handmade sweater he bought from an old lady when he was in Bavaria, and that the knitting method of the sweater was not complicated, nor was it very beautiful, but it was very soft and warm.

He likes to wear this sweater whenever he is at home in winter, and after coming and going for a long time, his elbows and chest are worn out, and he can't make up for it when he finds someone, but Ni Kun is still reluctant, so he makes do with it.

In fact, no one knew that he had always had a sweater complex in his heart.

Because no one in the family knows how to knit sweaters, when he was a child, he only envied when he saw that his classmates all had handmade sweaters knitted by his mother.

Although there are many styles of woolen sweaters and cashmere sweaters, they are different from the "warm" brand sweaters knitted by hand.

As he grew older, it became less likely that he would have someone else knit a sweater for him.

I can't say to my subordinates: let your mother, let your wife help me knit a sweater.

What a system this becomes.

Xiao Yuan blinked: "Actually, I know someone, I should be able to make up for it!"

Ni Kun was interested: "Then I'm going to trouble you!"

After speaking, he changed the sweater and gave it to Xiaoyuan.

Xiaoyuan saw that it was not too early, so he said goodbye and left.

Because Cheng Hao is not there, this weekend was quite relaxed and happy. Especially spending a happy Saturday with Brother Ni Kun, if only it were like this every week.

Xiang Xiaoyuan returned to the dormitory and ran directly to find Zhong Yuan to lay on her bed.

"Help!"

Xiao Yuan took out the sweater that Ni Kun gave him and pestered Zhong Yuan.

Zhong Yuan shook it open and saw that it was a somewhat torn men's sweater and couldn't help frowning.

"Who's?"

Xiao Yuan blinked: "A friend's!"

"Boyfriend?" Zhong Yuan was surprised: "Okay! You stinky girl actually have a boyfriend!"

Xiao Yuan snatched the sweater and said, "If you ask you to help, you will say something unserious! I'm angry!"

Zhong Yuan smiled and hugged her: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't tease you." Whose the hell is it for?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan laughed at this time: "A big brother, he takes good care of me." I'll count him as xiexie. ”

Zhong Yuan nodded: "No problem!" Then he looked at the sweater again, frowning slightly:

"I said, is your eldest brother poor, or is he hard and simple, and he still wears such a torn sweater?"

Xiaoyuan rolled her eyes and didn't answer.

***

Tian Panpan came back happily, and everyone's eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, it's so good, she has another winter vacation.

In the past few days, I am most envious of my willingness to work overtime to cramps, and I am drooling with envy.

"I wish I had known I would be a teacher......

Panpan was so angry that they were white: "Dead one by one! Didn't you see it when I was busy?"

In fact, Tian Panpan's work is a radish and a pit, at that time, she didn't dare to go to the hospital when she was sick and could only resist, and it was pitiful to think about.

"But I'm not going to leave yet!" Tian Panpan announced seriously: "I'm going to leave on the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, everyone has been very busy recently, so let's just cook during this time!"

The people who were noisy just now suddenly fell silent.

Xiaoyuan, they all lowered their heads and ate in a muffled voice.

Tian Panpan was so angry that he said: "Virtue!

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Tian Panpan's cooking was simply a true inheritance from her aunt - don't mention that it was unpalatable.

On Tuesday morning, Tian Panpan had been washing clothes, and the noisy corridor in the past was quiet at the moment.

People went to work, and she was the one who was on winter vacation and was bored.

Tian Panpan was humming a song in the laundry room, rubbing his clothes hard with a washboard, I don't know if there was too much laundry detergent, and a large basin of foam couldn't go away.

So she took off her gloves and went back to the dormitory, looking for anything else that could be washed, and one was washed anyway.

She saw a sweater next to Zhong Yuan's bed, so she pulled it away to take a look.

"What kind of torn sweater?"

Panpan muttered, although the line on the cuffs and chest tried her best to match the true color, there was still some color difference, it looked like a patch, and the color of this sweater was blurred, it seemed to be some years.

"Wash it too!" Pan Pan couldn't help but say and took it away.