Chapter 7

Although Ning fan is carrying big and small bags, his face is as usual, without a drop of sweat.

Chu Zijun looked at Ning fan like a monster and asked, "aren't you hot?"

"I'm not hot."

It's August, the hottest season in Jiangzhong city. Sometimes the temperature is as high as 40 degrees.

Ordinary people sweat as long as they move a little. Ning fan climbs seven floors, but he doesn't sweat at all. In the eyes of ordinary people, he really looks like a monster.

Ning fan's idea is that I can't sweat a few drops even if I run ten kilometers in the hot sun.

When he is at home in summer, Xiaoqing likes to rely on his arms for a cool. He feels Xiaoqing's warmth and delicacy through his clothes.

Ning fan often boils with blood and fights with heaven and man in his heart.

But that little girl since took away the first kiss of Ning fan, often tease Ning fan, but just don't give some benefits, let his heart itch unbearable.

Ning fan has been practicing "Qian Kun Jue" since he was a child under the strict supervision of his mother, and has already reached the state of not invading the cold and heat.

Speaking of the secret of heaven and earth, my mother once told him that this was the treasure that his dead father had fought with others for hundreds of rounds and got back.

The dead father was seriously injured because of the war and died within a year, leaving them two orphans and widows.

Ning fan has studied Qiankun Jue with great concentration, which is divided into nine levels.

After more than ten years of cultivation, Ning fan only reached the second level and then stagnated. My mother had no choice but to say that this set of skills was extraordinary. She didn't know why it was stagnant.

Now, Ning fan's body is much stronger than ordinary people. There is a cool air flow in the meridians, which is called Yuanqi. The heat of the outside world is not equal to that cool Yuanqi. Therefore, he will not sweat easily.

The room is very clean and tidy, with complete household appliances and a faint fragrance.

Ning fan took a deep breath and sighed: "this is the beauty's boudoir. Xiaoqing's room is not as beautiful as this. When she goes back, let her do it again. No matter how warm it is, it will have emotional appeal... Well, many things need emotional appeal."

"Ning fan, you live in this room during this time. It may be a little small. Don't mind." Chu Zijun takes Ning fan to the door of a room and says.

Ning fan took a general look and said sincerely, "this room is much better than the house in my hometown."

His original room only had a wooden bed, which was hard, and he always felt that it was hard.

Besides, there was a wooden desk and chair. There was nothing else.

This room not only has a big bed and mattress, but also has a wardrobe, a computer desk and a bedside table. It is also pasted with wallpaper. The color is mainly warm.

"Good. You are welcome to live here, just like your own home. "

"I didn't mean to be polite to you." Ning fan muttered to himself.

Chu Zijun showed him around the room again, and finally said seriously: "Ning fan, there is something I need to tell you first. As you can see, because you are a boy and Qingyin and I are girls, there are some inconveniences. In the future, you can't enter my room and Qingyin's room at will. Of course, we won't enter your room at will. We must dress neatly at home. We can't be naked, you know? "

"It's no problem. Don't worry. Don't look or listen if you are not polite." Ning fan promised.

But he thought I didn't take the initiative to see it. If you send it to me, no wonder I'm ruthless now.

What's more, Xiaoqing always said that she would not let me see it, but sometimes she just deliberately lured me to see it.

A woman's word is a fool.

Chu Zijun was relieved to smile.

"We'll go down and buy you some daily necessities and quilts later."

Ning fan shook his head, patted his big backpack and said with pride, "no, the things in the city are expensive. I have all these things with me."

Seeing this, Chu Zijun couldn't help feeling that he was a little pitiful. He said in a soft voice, "well, go to your room and clean up. I'll have a rest first, and then I'll cook."

Ning fan went back to the room and looked at it carefully. He giggled: "if Zhang heixiong knows that I live in such a good room now, he will envy me to death, ha ha!"

After stinking in the room for a while, Ning fan came out and saw Chu Zijun put on an apron and went into the kitchen.

"Liu er said that the women in the city can't cook, especially the beautiful women. It doesn't seem so."

He leaned against the door and looked at Chu Zijun intently.

Since receiving the job, he has been guessing the identity of Chu Zijun.

But my mother didn't disclose too much information. She only knew that she was 21 years old and had just graduated from Chunan University. She started her own business and opened a hotel.

Read for a long time, Ning fan did not see why, but you can be sure that her family is rich or expensive.

Ning fan doesn't think he should have too much money. If he has a lot of money, he must go to hire the bodyguard in the city. How can he go to the mountain boy to make up for the number?

"Ning fan, can you cook?" Chu Zijun saw Ning fan leaning at the door, staring at herself, she was a little funny, I have so good-looking?

"Yes, I cook by myself at home. My mother doesn't do it at all." Ning fan answers truthfully, remembering his tragic experience, Ning fan is very sorry.

Since the age of eight, my mother has no longer washed and cooked. All these jobs have been entrusted to him, and a lot of words of inculcation have been attached.

"Son, mom is all for you. Who can't wash and cook in the new era? If you can't do laundry and cooking, you won't get a wife in the future. Men in the new era should be able to get into the hall, get out of the kitchen, kill the enemy, and sleep in the concubine. "

In order to get a wife in the future, Ning fan, a young man, is very angry. He does laundry and cooks every day. He is really going to be the master of the family.

What aggrieved him most was that his mother not only didn't do it, but also was choosy. Today she said that the fried egg was too old, and tomorrow she said that the cooked rice was too hard.

Young Ning fan was devastated and his childhood was bleak.

This kind of attack has also received results. After so many years, Ning fan has developed a good cooking skill.

He often fantasized that after he married Xiaoqing, he would take her mother's restaurant, and the business would be more prosperous.

"Ha ha, then your mother is really happy." Chuzijun said with a smile.

Ning fan nodded approval, see someone else a big beauty busy, scratch head, embarrassed asked: "need my help?"

"Then you can help me cut the carrots." Chu Zijun found that it was not a matter for him to stand here all the time, and he was flustered.

This kitchen is a little small. If Ning fan wants to cut vegetables, he will inevitably pass by Chu Zijun.

Chu Zijun leaned forward, trying to leave more space for Ning fan to pass.

Ning fan raised his buttocks and closed his stomach, and hobbled behind Chu Zijun.

The two people's bodies inevitably had direct contact, and they had a few intimate frictions. At that time, Chu Zijun was very shy and pink.