The next morning, exactly on Sunday, a white BMW galloped out of the garage outside China Overseas International Airport.
It was Yang Chen who hurried home after returning to Zhonghai on a plane early in the morning.
Huilin’s latest song was playing in the car, and Yang Chen was in a very good mood, humming a few words from time to time.
Last night, I spent time in the Tangjiabao and Cai Ning's wing.
Of course, the two did not do anything affectionate, but Yang Chen explained some of the cultivation methods he had learned to Cai Ning, and at the same time answered some of Cai Ning's questions.
This kind of thing can't tolerate the slightest sloppy, after all, if you practice chaotically, it will be internally injured in the slightest, and it will be distracted in the serious, so Yang Chen is rare and very serious.
Until it was light, the two scheduled planes to fly to Yanjing and Zhonghai were about to arrive, and the two went to the airport in a Tang-style car, and they separated according to each other.
The reason why Yang Chen was in such a good mood was that in the process of teaching Cai Ning last night, the methods he had learned were organized in one question and one answer. Gradually, Yang Chen finally gave the mainstay to his heart. Established, and then supplemented and perfected some confused places.
It can be said that Yang Chen is now very confident about how to teach women to embark on a path of spiritual practice, and he also knows where to start. This time the trip to Tangmen in the middle of Sichuan has been very rewarding. He not only answered many of his basic questions, but also completed it. The original goal.
After half an hour, Yang Chen returned home and left.
For five days, I missed it in my heart. Yang Chen couldn't help but discover that not to mention that it is difficult for women to live abroad with him. He has already regarded this place as a home. It is very reluctant to avoid the trouble and go overseas.
In the courtyard, the lush boxwoods and magnolia flowers spread out a large canopy densely, with varying heights and echoes.
A natural fragrance filled the yard.
The familiar figure is wearing an apron, standing on the grass, watering several sweet-scented osmanthus and iron trees.
Guo Xuehua had a gentle smile on his face, as if looking at his children, caring for these flowers and trees, without noticing that Yang Chen had returned outside the door.
"Fortunately, you are not the only one in the house, or you won't know if the thief comes," Yang Chen walked up from behind with a smile.
Guo Xuehua was a little frightened, and turned around before smiling and cursing: "You boy, how come you always do this, let me know before going home and scare your mother and me."
"It's not that the leader went to the countryside, why did you inform in advance?" Yang Chen touched his stomach and said: "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, right?"
Guo Xuehua smiled and said, "Ask your mother to go, we are all ready to eat."
Yang Chen rushed back to the house. Mother Wang was mopping the floor. She was not too surprised to see Yang Chen come home suddenly. After all, she had been like this several times before. Hearing that Yang Chen hadn't eaten, she immediately ate the rest of her breakfast from the kitchen. I brought it out. Fortunately, it was summer, so I didn't need to eat it hot.
Yang Chen is also greedy, not accustomed to not eating, chewing the steamed buns, while asking: "Wang Ma, why are Ruoxi and Zhenxiu not here? Is Zhenxiu not on holiday?"
Mother Wang was wiping the furniture in the living room, and smiled back: "Zhenxiu's child went back to the orphanage to help. She hadn't been able to go back for the exam before. She wanted to take care of the old dean before going to university. After all, it is tiring to take care of children in summer, many people have hands."
Yang Chen suddenly said, "What about Ruoxi? Isn't today Sunday? She also works?"
"Miss..." Mother Wang looked a little weird, "Auntie, did you say something strange to the young lady, she seems to have changed sex in the past few days."
"How to say", Yang Chen wondered.
"On the second day of your business trip, Auntie, Miss suddenly woke up early and didn't go to work, but went out for a run in running shoes." Mother Wang said puzzledly, "You know, I watched the young lady grow up, but I haven't seen her yet. The young lady is willing to exercise when she is at home."
Yang Chen Yile, this girl is quite obedient, but if I think about it, the temptation to stay youthful is huge for any woman, and it's not uncommon.
Wang Ma quite approvingly said: "This is also very good, now young people are weak, running can also increase some resistance."
Yang Chen smiled and nodded, feeling a little regretful. Even if he started exercising now, it was actually very late. If you want Lin Ruoxi and other women to make a lot of progress in a short period of time, the chances are too small, so you have to think of other ways.
Just after eating for a while, a woman wearing pink Nike loose sports short sleeves and light green hot pants walked in. With a ponytail, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her cheeks flushed, and she was dressed in a costume. It's like a pleasant strawberry on the green leaves.
It was the first time that Yang Chen saw Lin Ruoxi's dress, which was completely different from the rigorous and glamorous makeup of the past. Not to mention the intoxicating blush after sweating, the proud long legs under the two hot pants are as white as lush jade. Suspicious enough. This is exactly the proportion of the model!
Yang Chen couldn't help but licked his lips with his tongue, stared at the woman's legs, wondering how it felt to touch it, and couldn't look away.
Lin Ruoxi was surprised at first seeing Yang Chen at home abruptly, and then, after noticing what Yang Chen's fiery gaze was watching, he asked in embarrassment, "Is it enough?"
"No..." Yang Chen replied numbly.
Lin Ruoxi was about to faint, it was nothing at all, but when Yang Chen stared at it like that, she felt very twisted.
Yang Chen suddenly got excited and asked, "Wife, where did you go for a run?"
Lin Ruoxi watched him startled, and muttered, "I ran around the park to the west, what's wrong..."
"What?!" Yang Chen stood up abruptly and said depressedly: "How can you go for a run in the park in this way!
Don't those old men stare at you? No, no! From tomorrow on, you have to wear long trousers, you must not show so much meat! "
Lin Ruoxi wanted to understand that this guy turned out to be jealous, a little sweet in her heart, but she also felt that men were childish like this.
"I'm not the only running person, you think everyone is so idle and looking around, and it's not that everyone is as cheeky as you, staring at a woman's legs without blinking," Lin Ruoxi said jokingly.
Yang Chen insisted: "I can stare at you openly, because we get the certificate! But others will not be able to look at it more. You can say that I am unreasonable. Anyway, you are only allowed to wear this kind of hot pants at home and go for a run. Just wear long trousers, otherwise I will find out, and I will fight you back from the outside!"
Lin Ruoxi had nothing to do with him. This rascal could do it. In order not to be ashamed on the street, she had to nod her head and agree to it. Fortunately, the most important thing she lacked was all kinds of clothes, and let the people below give me some long sports pants. Just fine.
Going back upstairs and taking a hot shower, Lin Ruoxi changed into a white casual dress at home. When he came downstairs, Yang Chen had finished eating and was watching the news.
Lin Ruoxi ignored him, but went straight to the kitchen.
After a while, Lin Ruoxi took the snacks she wanted to eat and sat on another sofa to watch TV with Yang Chen.
The two rarely have the opportunity to sit and watch TV together on weekends. Although it seems to be a normal time for ordinary couples, they are not imaginable in the past. It is either a cold war or a busy schedule.
Yang Chen glanced subconsciously, and saw a box of familiar packaging of glutinous rice balls in the woman's hand!
"My dear, isn't this from the Zhao's glutinous rice pill store? Did you buy the balls?" Yang Chen asked.
Lin Ruoxi, as always, habitually pinches a big ball with both hands, the chick gnaws like a rice peck, shook her head, and said, "Aunt Ma brought me."
"Auntie Ma?" Yang Chen frowned, "You asked Qianni's mother to bring glutinous rice balls for you?"
"What's the matter? By the way," Lin Ruoxi said: "I saw Aunt Ma take care of the small vegetable seedlings in the yard every day. I asked her why she didn't have to go to work. She said that the job was lost, so I asked her. Would you like to go to the meatball shop to help? She said she likes that job, and she goes to work these days."
Yang Chen didn't expect that Lin Ruoxi still had the mind to care about Ma Guifang’s work problems. She only felt that the woman in front of her was extraordinarily cute, and said with a gentle smile: "I said my wife is the best, even Qianni’s mother wanted to go. Take care, it seems that I will get along well with Qian Ni in the future, hehe..."
"Let's come", Lin Ruoxi glanced at him coldly, "Don't think I didn't hear it, you just thought that I deliberately directed Aunt Ma to do things for me, thinking that I deliberately made things difficult for their mother and daughter, right?"
Yang Chen hurriedly shook his head and denied, "I'm just curious, how can I treat you like this?"
"Didn't you always know how poisonous my heart is?" Lin Ruoxi didn't believe it in her eyes.
Yang Chen touched his head and muttered: "Sure, the one-year peace agreement hasn't expired. How can I say that there is still more than half a year. You must be creditworthy in doing business."
Lin Ruoxi got angry when he heard the "one-year appointment", and took a bite of the meatball, ignoring the man.
Next, the two were fine. When the news was over, Yang Chen checked the time and got up and said, "I won't come back for lunch. Go out and do something. You let Mother Wang do less."
When Lin Ruoxi heard it, she frowned, "Why do you leave as soon as you come back?"
Hearing a bit of reluctance in the woman's tone, Yang Chen was full of joy. Although the surface was very cold, he still cared about himself, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I either ran far away, or went to the next door... uh..."
Halfway through the conversation, a cold sweat oozes from Yang Chen's back-damn it! How can I say it!