dhibooks Chapter 38: Morning Exercise
Chapter 38: Morning Exercise
Long Yan returned to the bedroom and took a cold shower first to suppress the abnormal heat.
Lying on the bed, he felt for the first time that Li Yang's words might not be so unreasonable.
He's probably been abstinent for too long.
Otherwise...how could there be a reaction to that guy Yingshi's two ear-to-ear words!
Yingshi naturally didn't understand why Long Yan suddenly left and went to the bedroom, scratched his head, finished eating the remaining apples, threw the cores of the apples into the trash, looked at the apples that Long Yan put in the fruit bowl, Rubbing his stomach, he still gave up the idea of eating another apple.
In the early morning of the next day, Yingshi woke up suffocated by urination, got up in a daze to solve his physical problems, and then suddenly smelled an unusually delicious fragrance of vegetables wafting from downstairs.
He sniffed, moved slowly to the side of the bed, squinted and squinted on the bed for a few minutes, then got up abruptly, rushed out to open the door, just in time to see Forbe in the living room, he asked loudly Said: "Uncle Fu, what are you eating this morning? Why is it so delicious?"
Fu Bo smiled and said, "There are glutinous rice chicken, shrimp dumplings, crab roe buns, preserved egg porridge, milk, and whole wheat bread."
Ying Ten's eyes widened: "Is there glutinous rice chicken? Is it the one we ate outside last time?"
Uncle Fu nodded: "Yes, the young master specially ordered it to be made for you."
Ying Ten: "Dragon Flame is up?"
Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Master got up very early today, and is doing morning exercises in the garden."
Yingshi rushed back to the room, washed up briefly, changed into his morning exercise clothes, and rushed to the garden.
Sure enough, he saw Long Yan doing Tai Chi slowly.
Ying Shi swooped up to him and greeted him, "Long Yan, good morning!"
Long Yan glanced at him, saw that he was smiling happily, and said, "So happy early in the morning?"
Ying Shi said with a smile: "There is glutinous rice chicken! Uncle Fu said you asked him to make it for me. Long Yan, you are so kind!"
Long Yan didn't say a word, still doing Tai Chi slowly.
Ying Shi also practiced with him, but as usual, after a few minutes of practice, Ying Shi couldn't bear the slow rhythm and started practicing swords on his own.
After Long Yan finished a set of Tai Chi, he sat on a stone chair beside him, watching Ying Shi practice his sword.
What Yingshi held in his hand was not a real sword, but Mi Youmei had a way. In modern society, real swords and swords are all kept in collection halls.
What Yingshi held in his hand was the wooden sword that Long Yan bought for him to watch, it had no lethality.
Ying Shi practiced his sword in a smooth and smooth movement, his black hair fluttered in the wind as he took off, and his loose white morning training clothes swayed, making him look particularly beautiful.
Long Yan took a sip of water, looked at Yingshi's serious sword practice, and suddenly felt that this guy looked very serious when he was serious.
How should I put it, there is a special feeling of dedication all over his body, looking at his flying hair and clothes, Long Yan's body began to feel the burning sensation from last night again.
Ying Shi practiced the sword seriously, then recited formulas to smooth the internal force, then put away the sword, and sat down beside Long Yan.
"Did you do morning exercises every day like this before?" Long Yan asked.
Ying Shi nodded: "However, I will practice for a longer time..." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Long Yan, seeing that Long Yan didn't seem to be angry, he said, "I... I should have practiced for an hour, But...the bed is so comfortable, I can't always get up..."
Seeing his cautious manner, Long Yan thought it was funny, and deliberately said: "I remember your goal is to become the best shadow guard."
Ying Shi nodded vigorously: "It is also true now!"
Long Yan said slowly: "But... the best shadow guard probably won't stay in bed just because the bed is too comfortable."
Ying Shi immediately froze, pinching his fingers and whispering: "I... I was wrong, starting from tomorrow, I will definitely get up early... early..." The voice behind was getting weaker and weaker, and the low-pitched Long Yan was almost at a loss. I can't hear you.
He looked at Ying Shi's drooping head and his long hair that was blown by the wind because of the sword dance just now. He felt suddenly in a good mood, reached out and stroked his hair, and said, "It's okay, even if you stay in bed every day I won’t be angry if I don’t want to get up and practice swords.”