"If you don't tell me, who outside will know?" An Yue rolled her eyes and said, "Young man, correct your thoughts and refuse temptation. Only in this way can you avoid falling into other people's traps in a society with complex human nature."
"So, you are doing it all for my own good?" Niu Xiaotian looked confused.
"Of course, besides me, who else can treat you sincerely?" An Yue took a deep breath, put down the quilt, and climbed onto the bed.
Ha ha!
Niu Xiaotian burst out laughing suddenly and rolled on the kang with laughter. An Yue threw the feather duster in annoyance, "You're laughing your ass off!"
"I understand, you are afraid of ghosts and don't dare to sleep alone." Niu Xiaotian covered his stomach and laughed endlessly.
"It's not your fault. You are strangled to death and sick to death. There are haunted houses everywhere. This poor place in the countryside is really torturous!" An Yue held her forehead and sighed, regretting why she had applied for grassroots training.
"Hey, stay with me, and after a while, you will have a resounding title." Niu Xiaotian laughed happily.
"What title?"
"Ann boldly!"
"Gungun, I don't want it!"
After joking for a while, Niu Xiaotian took pity on An Yue and took him in to sleep on the same bed. This was the second time he lived with someone since his parents left.
Well, last time it was with Widow Yang, I couldn’t bear to look back!
They are both women, but the difference is huge. From An Yue, there is always a faint fragrance of high-end shampoo, which lingers in the nasal cavity for a long time and feels very comfortable.
The two of them didn't go to sleep immediately. They each lay down and played with their phones. They were dissatisfied with the weird laughter coming from Niu Xiaotian's phone when he was browsing videos. An Yue even threw a pair of headphones.
Half an hour later, Anyue suddenly stood up: "Xiaotian, come with me to the latrine!"
"Sister, you are very annoyed. Aren't you used to rural toilets?" Niu Xiaotian didn't want to move.
"I just exercised and I'm not afraid of the dark. I'm scared by you again today. Hurry up!" An Yue kicked her rudely.
Niu Xiaotian was reluctant to get off the kang, so he went out with Anyue. When he came back, Anyue took out a hundred yuan from her bag, slapped it on Niu Xiaotian's hand, and pointed at her belly.
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"Could it be that sister wants to have a child?"
Niu Xiaotian showed a shy expression and scratched his head, wondering if he should help. However, he didn't want to be a father yet. Even if he wanted to be a father, he couldn't accept money!
"You're looking for a beating, right? You promised to help me treat my stomachache today, but after a while, it really hurt like hell." Anyue's eyebrows were twisted into parallel thin ropes.
"It's a small matter, but I'll keep you satisfied."
Niu Xiaotian happily folded the money and stuffed it into his pants pocket, and then ordered: "Lie down and lift up your pajamas."
"No, it can only be treated through clothes." An Yue glared.
"Okay, whatever you want!"
Anyue was lying flat on the kang, and Niu Xiaotian came closer. His eyes slid over the mountains, and he gently covered the plains with his palms. He slightly used the power of Zhenwu in his body and began to gently circle thirty-six times to the left and thirty-six times to the right.
The circle spins.
At first, Anyue stared at Niu Xiaotian's face. As long as the boy dared to act rashly, she would poke his eyes out!
However, Niu Xiaotian's expression was serious, and waves of comfortable warmth came from his abdomen. An Yue simply closed her eyes later. The heat in her palms became higher and higher, and a strong sense of comfort began to spread throughout her body, making her want to cry out.
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Occasionally, Niu Xiaotian's thumb would click and stay on some acupuncture points, just like a great and sincere old Chinese medicine practitioner.
Twenty minutes later, Niu Xiaotian withdrew his hand, got back into bed and lay down, with a faint fragrance still lingering on his hand.
Anyue's bones were so weak that she didn't even bother to open her eyelids and asked: "Xiaotian, have you really met the old god?"
"Of course, otherwise how would I get my skills?"
"But this kind of thing is unbelievable and unbelievable."
“I don’t care if others believe it or not!”
"What do gods look like?"
"An old man with a white beard and a kind face and a kind purpose." Niu Xiaotian didn't tell the truth. When he mentioned the image of his master, he felt that it was hard to compliment him, and it would be a little priceless if he said it.
"This is even more ridiculous!"
"Sister, go to sleep when you are sleepy. I promise I will not invade your territory." Niu Xiaotian said.
"Hehe, I'm really sleepy." An Yue smiled and suddenly stretched out one foot and hooked her toes a few times.
"What?" Niu Xiaotian asked confused.
"Let me touch you a little bit so that you can sleep peacefully."
Niu Xiaotian understood, and stretched out his foot, lightly touching An Yue's foot, and asked puzzledly: "Isn't it more convenient to hold hands?"
"Hmph, you are not allowed to use your mobile phone with your hands!"
"That's right!"
Soon, Anyue fell asleep, breathing evenly, and retracted her foot.
He was less than one meter away from the beautiful woman, and he could always smell the fragrance coming from him. How could Niu Xiaotian sleep? Even watching videos could not solve the feeling of a hundred claws scratching his heart.
No, you must hold on tight. An Yue is five years older than me, and she is still...
All I can do is practice!
Niu Xiaotian lay down on his back, cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind, adjusted his breathing, settled his energy in his Dantian, cultivated his true martial power, and finally survived the long night.
When he woke up, An Yue beside him had disappeared. Niu Xiaotian scratched his messy hair and left the house, only to see instant soy milk packets and a few packaged fried dough sticks on the dining table.
Hehe, it’s rare that Director An is so generous and takes the initiative to provide breakfast.
Niu Xiaotian was not polite. He took the thermos bottle to make a cup of soy milk, ate the fried dough sticks, and then went out with his hands behind his back, intending to carefully plan his new home.
The back yard is indeed very large. Widow Yang got it here by relying on her face all year round. There is half an acre of land where eggplants, beans, cucumbers and leeks grow vigorously.
Niu Xiaotian thought that he couldn't eat so much vegetables, he didn't want to carry a basket to sell vegetables, and he didn't care about the small profits. After thinking about it, he thought that it would be enough to leave a corner of the vegetable field, and simply transform the rest of the place into a martial arts practice.
field!
He rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action when he heard Heizi's cry and knocking on the courtyard door.
Niu Xiaotian opened the door to the courtyard. Standing outside was a tall and thin man with dark skin and sunken eye sockets. He was Kan Fangshan in the village. He was nicknamed "Talk Mountain" by people. As long as he drank a little wine, he would become a super talkative man.
Kan Fangshan is in his early forties, his wife is Ma Gangzhu's sister from the same village, and he has no worries about food and drink.
Kan Fangshan also has a son and a daughter. The son is fifteen years old and goes to junior high school in the town. The daughter Kan Xiuxiu is the same age as Niu Xiaotian. She is pretty good-looking, but she is not smart enough and rarely goes out for fear of being cheated.
"Uncle Kan, what do you want from me?" Niu Xiaotian asked with a smile.
"Let's talk after we enter the courtyard," Kan Fangshan said.
The two sat down in the yard. Kan Fangshan lit up a cigarette and smoked most of it. Then he said the reason why he came here was to ask Niu Xiaotian if he could cure his daughter's illness.