Jingping is actually the most serious and persistent in doing things.

However, this martial arts practice is really physically exhausting, and it is a great challenge and pressure for her.

After practicing for less than an hour, she sweated a lot and wanted to rest.

"This swordsmanship, the more familiar it is, the more familiar it is, the more it will feel subtle." At this moment, Ning Zijiu is no longer a gentle lover and husband, but a stern master.

His expression was solemn, and he kept correcting Yanyan's moves, not allowing her to rest, and she must practice those two moves thoroughly.

Jingping looked at him like this, and Ning Zijiu, who was going to follow her, was like two people, and her heart sank.

She knew that Zijiu was very strict with martial arts training, he got up before dawn every day, and he had to practice for an hour and then change his clothes to go to the early dynasty, almost rain or shine.

This was difficult at the beginning, and she gritted her teeth and endured it.

However, her physical strength was limited, and after a while, she felt that she could not lift the sword.

"Little Brother Jiu ......"

"Yanyan, this martial arts practice is to endure some hardships." Ning Yi was not sentimental at all, "You have always been the most persistent, let's practice for another half an hour." ”

"......" Jingping's hands were sore, and he only felt that the goddess sword in his hand was very heavy.

But Ning Zijiu's eyes were stern, she had to continue to insist, but the move was a little wrong, Ning Zijiu only patted her wrist lightly, and knocked the sword in her hand down.

"Ning Zijiu!"

Seeing the sword that fell to the ground, Jingping was furious.

"You can't even hold the sword steadily, no matter how similar the move is, it's just a show!" Ning Yi said without changing his face.

"Pick up the sword, you must at least practice until you can't drop the sword in your hand at any time."

Jingping looked at the sword that fell to the ground, and finally gritted his teeth and picked it up.

She endured it for another half an hour until it was dark.

As a result, she had a sore back at night, and in the afternoon, Ning Zijiu had a dark face and was not affectionate at all, but at night she lowered her face and gently rubbed her legs and waist.

Jingping saw that he kneaded so hard, and now he was the gentle and considerate little ninth brother. Although he was a little annoyed that he was harsh with himself in the afternoon, he was soft-hearted and forgave him at this moment.

As soon as she thought so, he leaned into her ear, "Yanyan, let's practice pranayama in a while?" ”

Jingping's eyes immediately widened, and he looked at the man in front of him in shock.

The man's expression was still gentle, but his eyes were firm and clear to tell her that she could not refuse.

"Brother Xiaojiu, let's go step by step." She's really tired, tired.

"You have been practicing all afternoon today, and if you don't pranayama, the effect will be halved. If you breathe at night, you will be much better tomorrow. Ning Yi said and kissed the corner of her lips to comfort her,

"And practice pranayama, don't get tired!"

Jing Ping thought that pranayama should be breathing, if you are not tired and practice for a while, why not.

But it's a man's mouth, I can't believe it at all!

The pranayama postures he teaches are very difficult to do, you have to coil your body up, wrap your head and feet together, and then breathe evenly. After a few breaths, panting and pouting.

When she was done pranayama and could sleep, she fell asleep on the bed.

She didn't know who she was sleeping, but she was woken up by him. She thought it was already dawn, but who knew that looking outside, it was still dark outside.

"Yanyan, let's go to the forest now to practice goddess boxing."

"Ning Zijiu, how can anyone teach martial arts like you, they won't let me rest."

She was so tired yesterday that she couldn't open her eyes before she woke up.

"Practice boxing in the morning, you can get twice the result with half the effort." Ning Yi picked her up, brought her clothes, and dressed her.

Jing Ping held back her anger and bit him on the neck as he dressed herself. In the end, he didn't bite hard, and he was held by him to practice boxing.

They were stunned to practice boxing for an hour, and Ning Yi rinsed and changed his clothes.

When he left, he didn't forget to tell her to practice for an hour in the morning.

In the afternoon, she came back early, and Ning Yi asked her if she had any sword practice in the morning?

Naturally, she didn't, she sat in the study for a while and slept before making up for sleep.

As soon as Ning Yi saw her like this, he knew that she must not have practiced.

He was not annoyed, so he took her to practice for an afternoon in the afternoon, and taught her to practice pranayama in the evening.

After two or three days like this, Jingping couldn't hold it anymore, and he really felt that his body couldn't bear it.

She wanted to take a day off, and she couldn't help but think about how to get Ning Zijiu to agree to let her take a day off!

So this night, she asked Xia Yu to warm a pot of wine for her and cook a few side dishes.

She was wearing a freshly made purple pink gown, draped in a satin shoulder drape, revealing a large area of white and greasy skin on her chest.

Ning Yi returned to the room after bathing, looking at the light and shadow of the room, the familiar fragrance was around his nose, the beauty sat at the table, his eyes were like silk, his heart was full of energy, and his breath was short.

"Master, come here, prepare the wine, and invite the master to eat wine." Jingping's voice was very squeamish.

"You don't seem to be that sore today." Ning Yi stared at her with a pair of eyes blazing.

"It's still a little sour, can the master help the apprentice rub it for a while?" Jingping's voice was very gentle.

"Okay." Ning Yi's voice was unconsciously hoarse.

"Come, let the apprentice pour a glass of wine for Master." Jingping said, the slender jade hand picked up the wine jug and filled him with a glass of wine.

Ning Yi looked at her slender hand, and couldn't help but heat up in front of him.

He first liked Yanyan, starting with her hands, and he still has a soft spot for her hands.

She screamed as a master, and her name was coquettish, and Ning Zijiu was immediately moved.

"Apprentices respect Master." Jingping stared at him with a pair of watery eyes.

Ning Yi picked up the wine glass, touched her lightly, and watched her drink it all, and he also drank the wine.

"Is this wine good?"

"It's delicious." No matter how delicious it is, it is not as delicious as the Yanyan in front of you.

"This peach blossom wine is newly brewed, although the new wine is a little less mellow, but a little more sweet, the apprentice really likes it, and can't help but share it with the master." Jingping said and slowly got up.

She was together, and her graceful posture was all under Ning Zijiu's eyes. As he walked, the gauze clothes on his body swayed, and only obscene clothes were worn under his shoulders, and the eyes of the men who looked at him were hot.

"Master, would it be good for you to have another drink?" Jing Ping slowly walked to his side, slowly leaned over, and poured him a drink.

As soon as she poured the wine, a large area of skin on her chest was exposed, and Ning Yi couldn't take her eyes off it anymore when she saw it, and took her into his arms with a hook of his long hand.

As soon as he covered her waist, it was really nephrite jade, tender and soft. His rough fingers rubbed it through the gauze.

"Master, what are you doing as an apprentice?"

"I'll give you a massage."

"The apprentice wants to have a drink with you now?" Jing Ping put his hand on his shoulder and brought his wine glass.

Ning Yi's hand went all the way up her waist and abdomen, took her wine glass and drank it one by one.

Then he picked her up sideways and carried her into the inner room.

"Master, what are you doing? I haven't finished drinking yet! Jing Ping pretended to say.

"I'll drink it later." Ning Yi couldn't bear it anymore.