"Babble"

The closed door was pushed open by a white palm, and a slight sound inevitably sounded, and the sleepy-eyed Yang Rong stretched his waist, rubbed his sour eyes and glanced at the room layout slightly, his eyes fell on the figure of practicing boxing in the open space in the living room, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile meaningfully.

I had no dreams all night, but I really had a good night's sleep.

At this time, Li Muzheng was engrossed in practicing the eight poles, and between his hands and feet, he was all fierce and brittle, like thunder, and the moment his fist fell and his elbow hit, the sound of popping could be faintly heard in the air.

Eight poles and one vein, boxing is just the foundation. In fact, he has long been out of the realm of boxing, and he has been practicing the Liuhe gun for many years, but he didn't bring the customized gun when he went out yesterday, and Yang Rong's family has nothing to take advantage of, so he can only fight a few times, which can be regarded as a refresher.

Different from the performance routines in the world, the eight poles taught by his master Wuwei Taoist do not have too many coherent routines, and the ones in the vein of Guy Li Shuwen are all fought out of actual combat, leaving only simple and simple moves, which can be said to have reached the return to the basics, from the height of "technique" to "law".

“……”

Yang Rong didn't immediately make a sound to disturb him, who was all about martial arts, but stood quietly to the side and waited, with complicated thoughts, looking at the young man who made her dream back at midnight from the side.

Although the style is conservative, the loose light-colored pajamas still can't hide the proud curves of her body, the slender waist is a bunch, and the buttons at the neckline are meticulously tied, revealing only the snow-white slender neck and delicate collarbones, but the thin pajamas can't hide the towering peaks at all, and a deep ravine is squeezed out by the wrapped fabric.

At this moment, she supported her chin lightly with her fingertips, and was staring intently at the diligent young man in front of her, the two were only two meters away, although Li Mu didn't deliberately look at her, but she only felt that the faint fragrance emanating from her body seemed to be real and illusory, and her heart suddenly trembled inexplicably, and the change of moves was almost messy, and she hurriedly recited the method of meditation to force herself to settle down.

The layman looked at the excitement, and after a while, Yang Rong simply walked into the kitchen, boiled water, boiled a small pot of millet porridge and two eggs, and took out a large head of mustard from the refrigerator, shredded it and mixed it with sesame oil and white sesame seeds; Finally, I heated two steamed buns in the microwave oven and divided them into two plates with a saucer to make a breakfast for two.

She greeted Li Mu: "It's time to eat, practice again after eating." ”

"You eat first, I'll finish my morning exercises." Li Mu was watching his nose and mouth at the moment, concentrating on the drill, and he was even more aggressive between the recruitment ceremonies.

"Cheng, you are a martial arts master......"

Yang Rong was noncommittal, and sat directly next to the coffee table with a porridge bowl and a plate, and sat face to face with him. Xu was uncomfortable to sit, she twisted her soft waist, leaned her whole body on the back of the sofa with soft cushions, and began to enjoy her luxurious breakfast.

It is difficult to distinguish whether it is intentional or unintentional, Yang Rong showed her proud curves and exquisite figure undisguised throughout the whole process of her changing posture, the neckline of her pajamas was not low, but between the pitching of the food, the scenery in front of her white chest could be said to be unobstructed; The hanging eyelashes can't hide the flickering style at the bottom of the eyes, with a lazy demeanor, the natural charm of unpowdered delicacy seems to have become the most sultry temptation in the world.

Even Li Mu, who was practicing with all his heart, just had a glimpse of it, and he couldn't help but feel that his nasal cavity was hot, and he almost couldn't control it. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, feeling that the atmosphere was becoming more and more strange, and then they stopped deliberately touching.

It's amazing my sister, it's really hidden......

By the time Li Mu had fought the Baji boxing fight again, and finally managed to contain his thoughts, Yang Rong had already changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom with a small leather suitcase.

Off-white high-neck cardigan, light-colored high-waisted cropped jeans, outlining the devil's curve that makes men crazy, the tight waist design sets off the already considerable part of the more majestic, the long black and supple hair is scattered on the shoulders, a pair of eyes look forward to the waves, the crystal lip gloss outlines the beaded thin lips, and the whole body is full of feminine charm.

At least Li Mu couldn't resist it, his gaze only stayed for a short time, he subconsciously recited the Taoist scriptures, and turned to purely appreciate her beauty from another angle.

"I'm going to go on a long trip, you help me look after the house."

"How long do you have to go?"

"There is a drama to be filmed, it is estimated that it will take a few months." Yang Rong walked to the entrance, took out a pair of gray pointed-toe high heels from the shoe cabinet and put them on them, and then threw a string of things to him, "Oh, put the key away, remember to come over and clean up on time." ”

"When you come back, if the house is full of ashes, see if I don't clean you up!"

"Got it." Li Mu took the key to the house steadily, and said angrily, "Just hand over the home to me like this, you are really relieved." ”

"You are my brother, what is there to worry about? Don't be lazy~"

After everything was packed, Yang Rong put the slippers and something, pulled the small suitcase and walked out of the door, leaving Li Mu alone, he looked at the key in his hand, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"The heart is really ......"

………

Tang Yi later fell asleep on the table, she didn't go back to bed almost all night, but anything involving Li Mu would make her excited and sleepless, not to mention that she had been perfecting her follow-up plan all night, and she had never been so concerned about even the scripts of major works before.

"Oops!"

Sleepy-eyed woke up from the sofa, and in a daze, she touched her phone and looked at the time, she remembered that she seemed to have a business event to attend today. When she stepped out of the bathroom, she glanced up at the clock on the living room wall, and the hands were almost ten o'clock, and then she remembered that she had not eaten a drop of water, and had even forgotten to eat breakfast.

She strolled into the kitchen, only to open the refrigerator to find it almost empty; Glancing at the near-spotless stove, the kitchen utensils in the cabinet looked as clean and new as if they had just been bought, and it was true, she had hardly been in the kitchen since she moved in, except for the occasional noodle cook.

In a silent sigh, she sat on a pot of water in an electric kettle to boil, took out a small ceramic bowl from the cupboard, tore the only remaining packet of instant noodles on the board, took out the dough cake and put it in, added all kinds of seasoning packets, and waited for the boiling water to boil before brewing.

She's been like this since she came to BJ alone, but it's not because she's not good at cooking. From childhood to adulthood, her mother never hid her cooking skills; It's just that since she left home, she found that she couldn't cook the taste of Nengjia, and the actor's schedule was very unstable, and for a long time, she had become accustomed to the life of take-out lunch boxes and junk food as three meals.

As the boiling water poured out, the smell of instant noodles poured into her nose, but she only felt that the sour water in her stomach was surging, and the convulsions were painful for a long time.

Staying up late for a long time, coupled with irregular diet, this is also an old problem......

While waiting for the instant noodles to be scalded in hot water, she carefully held the porcelain bowl to the living room, and sat alone on the huge two-seater sofa, her two lips pursed to bloodlessness, and her nose let out a painful snort as she rubbed her stomach.

The discomfort in her stomach made Tang Yi faintly nauseated, she frowned tightly, picked up her mobile phone and flipped it in the address book.

The cursor kept scrolling, and suddenly stopped.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the string of numbers on the screen with a little daze, as well as the eye-catching word "Li Mu", the crimson flush instantly stained her entire cheeks, and between the shame, even the convulsive stomach pain seemed to have faded a lot.

She clicked on the text message editing interface, quickly typed a line of words, stared at the screen and looked at it, and seemed to feel inappropriate, so she quickly pressed the delete button to clear the interface.

After thinking for a moment, she pursed her lips, tapped the keyboard word by word, waited until the input was completed, and solemnly pressed the send button.

After doing all this, she picked up the noodle bowl on the coffee table, a vague smile on the corner of her mouth, and sucked the noodles that had lost their strength.

………

“… That Liu Bei is Benna, after the King Jing of Zhongshan drops, the great-grandson of Emperor Jing, the first line, he has a second brother, the Marquis of Hanshou Pavilion, and the ghosts and gods of Qinglong Yanyue are all worried......"

Li Mu shook his head and hummed the out-of-tune Peking Opera, walking on the stairs of the apartment with unhurried steps, a string of silver keys turned happily on his outstretched index finger, drawing a brilliant circle of silver light, attracting the passing students in the corridor to look sideways, looking at this guy who could sing "Ganlu Temple" as this virtue.

"Ding"

When he walked to the door of his room, the color screen brick in his pocket remembered the prompt sound, he casually hung the key of Yang Rong's family on the waist ring, and took out his mobile phone to see that it turned out to be a text message, and the sender wrote the name of "Tang Luo".

"Good morning~ The cold skin is delicious, next time I will treat you to Hongfan fried rice!" ：）』

Looking at the screen full of cheerful words, Li Mu smiled, and the smiling figure seemed to appear in front of him again, he touched the key to the door with one hand, and tapped on the keyboard with the other hand and replied:

"Okay, wait for the good news."