Martial Arts Academy: Deskmate Huang Rong, Vice President Yaoyue

Ning Chuan pursed his lips, glanced at Sheng Yayu lightly, and then glanced at Zhuge Zhengme.

"Well, if you want to blame it, you can only blame your master, he is an old man who worries too much, and I don't feel comfortable with this.

This time, you two are blessed, this Huang Rong cooks, that's a must. "

Sheng Yayu frowned slightly: "You knew her before?"

"I don't know. "

"And you know that?"

"Not knowing doesn't mean not knowing. "

Ning Chuan stood up as he spoke, and grabbed Sheng Yayu's wheelchair pusher.

"I'll take you to a room. "

Pushing Sheng Yayu, he didn't look at Zhuge Shenhou's expression, and went straight to the wing room outside the main hall.

"Do you prefer East or West?".

While pushing ruthlessly, while asking, Sheng Yayu shook his head: "It doesn't matter. "

"It's still east, east wing...... No, it's still the west wing, and the lower corner of the east wing is next to the kitchen, and Huang Rong's girl is convenient for cooking. "

At this time, the two happened to see Huang Rong who was busy in the kitchen.

Lao Xu stood by the door and turned around and stretched out his thumb to Ning Chuan.

is obviously praising Huang Rong's cooking skills.

Lao Xu was a little depressed, because since Huang Rong entered the kitchen, he was sent to the door by Huang Rong.

There is no place to even burn the fire, let alone stir-fry the vegetables.

But looking at Huang Rong's dazzling knife work and neat movements, he knew that if this girl lived here, he wouldn't want to be next to the kitchen in the future.

Zhuge Zheng and I sat alone in the main hall drinking tea.

He never had to be polite with Ning Chuan when he came here, and even if he wasn't polite, Zhuge Zheng and I never took it to heart.

He came here because of the gratitude in his heart, and he came here with the mentality of elders urging his juniors, and he didn't care whether Ning Chuan's attitude towards him was good or bad.

This is Zhuge Zheng's obsession, he always thinks that Ning Chuan is his own responsibility, and it is a responsibility that cannot be shirked for a lifetime.

Ning Chuan had already pushed Sheng Yayu into the West Wing.

Taking advantage of Zhuge Zheng's absence, I whispered in her ear:

"Don't think I don't know what you're here for, you and I get along well, the well water doesn't interfere with the river water, you can do whatever you like, as long as you don't disturb me. Little sister Yayu, my words are simple, right?".

Sheng Yayu couldn't help laughing, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to laugh but was inconvenient to laugh.

Then he nodded: "Simple." "

Ning Chuan continued: "I went to the Martial Arts Academy just to be curious, so don't expect to urge me to do anything, your master is your master, your master is not my master, and I Ning Chuan never wanted any master, understand?"

"Yes. "

"That's good, well, little sister Yayu, what's this room like?

"He, Brother Ning Chuan's residence is luxurious enough, I'm afraid this vase is worth a lot of money, right?"

"Well, these are all things outside the body, I don't care about these, you can like it, see what you are not satisfied with in the house, I will change it for you." "

Sheng Yayu turned his head, looked at Ning Chuan's side face, and said, "Brother Ning Chuan, you said you were with that ...... What's the difference between a tortoise?".

Ning Chuan was slightly stunned: "The difference is big, can the turtle enjoy life like me? can only sleep, I'm not, I will go out to spend all day drinking, the so-called every inch of time and every inch of gold, and wasting every inch is aggrieved, it refers to wasting time to enjoy, you know?".

Sheng Yayu nodded seriously: "Understood." "

She suddenly felt hopeless in her heart.

Master, this is a salted fish that has been dried for a long time, and it has long been dried as a salted fish.

......

Dinner was ready, and the four of them sat around a table.

Zhuge Shenhou and Ning Chuan drank some wine, ate a meal, and after seeing that everything in Sheng Yayu was settled, they got up and said goodbye.

In front of the mansion, Zhuge Shenhou looked at Ning Chuan and said with a smile: "Yayu will be handed over to you, you take care of each other, and I am also at ease." "

Ning Chuan smiled indifferently: "Mr. Zhuge , you are relieved, I'm not in trouble?"

Zhuge Shenhou smiled faintly: "There are many times when trouble is the way to survive. "

"But that's not what I'm hoping for. "

"It's good to get used to it, hehe, it's good to get used to it. "

After speaking, Zhuge Zheng and I left the Ning Mansion in the night.

Ning Chuan looked at the back of Zhuge Shenhou who disappeared into the night and shook his head.

"Tired! He is tired, and he has to pull me up, what kind of mentality does this person have!".

Sheng Yayu's indifferent face on the side did not change in the slightest.

"Master is running for the world, what would the world be like if there were no people like Master?"

After Sheng Yayu finished speaking, he sighed, turned his wheelchair, whisked his wheels, and went back to his room.

Huang Rong also stood aside, looked at Ning Chuan, and asked with a smile, "How is the food I cooked?"

Ning Chuan came to the spirit and stretched out his thumb: "Praise!"

"Then where do you arrange for me to stay?".

"East Wing, how's that?".

"Okay, I'll clean up. "

Huang Rong packed everything in the east wing, and saw Ning Chuan lying on his back on the rocking chair, his right hand gently tapping his legs.

He also hummed a strange and strange song softly.

Sheng Yayu was under the eaves of the West Wing, quietly looking at Ningchuan like a salted fish in the courtyard.

The night is thick, and the lonely moon hangs high.

Occasionally, the wind came, and he vaguely listened to the words humming in Ning Chuan's mouth.

"Sleep until the sun rises at night, sleep until the sun rises in the afternoon, cool and cool to the end. "

"Three or two small wines and a table, occasionally come to a hot spring bath, it is difficult to compare with an emperor, it is also difficult to compare!".

Sheng Yayu's face was engulfed in the night.

Huang Rong sat at the window in the east wing, pouting and looking at Ning Chuan.

Why do you want to beat him?