"I've seen the second brother...... Ning Ze stopped practicing boxing and smiled at Ning Kun and saluted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ning Kun paused for a moment, this kid, when he saw him before, he either glared at him with red eyes, or ran away, saluted him, and said hello, didn't react right today?

After Ning Ze greeted respectfully, he explained: "Thank you second brother for your concern, I just was bored in the house, I came out sweating a little, and I was going back to study soon, I won't let my father down, second brother, you have to work hard to ......" After speaking, he saluted and turned to leave.

Ning Kun watched Ning Ze leave in a daze, he didn't even say a word, seeing the martial artists around him looking at him, Ning Kun coughed in embarrassment and left in a hurry.

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On the way back, Ning Ze remembered Ning Kun's stupid appearance, the corners of his mouth hooked, Ning Kun looked handsome, stupid, really a little cute, Ning Ze couldn't help but speed up his pace, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but tease Ning Kun, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble, although he was not afraid of Ning Kun, but in order to fight for a moment of rapidity, he made enemies, but he was very stupid.

Zexuan is Ning Ze's residence, which was given to him by Ning Houye, one person and one courtyard, which is rare among sons, and Xiao Ning Ze was still very favored before.

Zexuan has a courtyard house, the east and west are wing rooms, two maids live, and his room sits north and faces south.

Ning Ze stepped into the middle hall, that is, the living room, there was a landscape map hanging in the middle of the middle hall, and an ancient wood carved square table below, on the left and right sides of the table, each was a carved chair, which was basically useless for Ning Ze, and almost no one came to visit him, except for his biological mother Mi.

Ning Ze walked through the hall, returned to the bedroom, sat down at the desk, Liu Ru walked over, he didn't pay attention to Liu Ru's dress in the morning, today Xiao Liu Ru is wearing a snow blue dress, tall, delicate, fair-skinned, very delicate, elegant temperament, not very old, but also has the beauty of a maid.

The little girl said indifferently: "Childe, the bath soup is ready, please take a bath." ”

Bathing, this is the practice after practicing martial arts.

Ning Ze followed the principle of speaking as little as possible, and responded: "I know ......."

The bathroom is on the opposite side of the bedroom, Ning Ze passed through the hall and entered the bathroom, in the center of the bathroom, there was a half meter high, but about three meters in diameter, a huge pine bathtub, which was filled with water, and the fragrance of herbs came to the face, this is a special bath soup for martial artists, an incense burner next to the bathtub, sandalwood curled endlessly, and a square high stool not far away, on which clean clothes were neatly stacked, Ning Ze quickly removed the sweat-soaked martial arts clothes and underwear on his body, and stepped into the bathtub.

A peculiar sense of comfort made Ning Ze moan, and soon, Ning Ze fell asleep, something too bizarre happened today, no wonder Ning Ze was not in good spirits, coupled with morning exercises, he was very sleepy physically and mentally, and when he returned home, he naturally relaxed physically and mentally and fell asleep.

As Ning Ze's body relaxed, the pores on his body were released, and the essence of medicinal herbs in the water, through the pores, entered his body, nourishing the subtle injuries of the body.

As the saying goes, the poor are rich in martial arts, it is not false at all, if a person can't solve the problem of food and clothing, practicing martial arts, not only is it useless, but it damages the body, and the martial artist who has no resources has no future, martial arts have been the skills of the privileged class since ancient times, and Xi Wen is the ladder for the poor people to change their fate.

"Childe, it's time for lunch......" was Xiaohong's voice.

Ning Ze woke up and ordered, "Then let's set the meal, eat in the middle hall." "Xiaohong should be, go down.

Ning Ze walked out of the bathroom, feeling energetic and feeling good at this time.

The meal is arranged, on the round solid wood table, six dishes: chicken, fish, the other three plates can't see what kind of lumpy meat, a soup stewed with elixir, the six dishes are all meat, the Chinese food is very rich, Xiaohong put a bowl of rice, I didn't pay attention to the meal in the morning, looking at the pearl rice in the bowl, all of them are crystal clear, like pearls, exuding bursts of fragrance, and the dishes on the table are attractive in color.

Ning Ze picked up the chopsticks and devoured them, he was really hungry......

After a while, six bowls of rice and a table of dishes all entered Ning Ze's stomach alone, he was a little embarrassed, but the maid Xiaohong's face was natural, and she cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, accustomed to it.

After lunch, Ning Ze returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed in a daze......

"It feels so good to practice martial arts today, he is addicted to it, if it weren't for Ning Kun interrupting, he would have to practice for a while. ”

Although Mangniu Fist is a basic martial art, its meaning is different, and it cannot be replaced by other martial arts, Ning Ze decided to continue to practice Mangniu Fist, not to mention that he has no other martial arts to cultivate.

Not long after Ning Ze broke through the martial arts, Ning Hou Ye asked him to follow the text, and Xiao Ning Ze was angry, and did not go to the family martial arts pavilion to choose exercises.

The fifteenth day of each month is the time for new martial artists to choose exercises, and there are more than 20 days before the next pavilion is opened.

Before that, he could only practice Mangniu Fist.