grey old man

Being escorted all the way to Splendid Garden with such great fanfare by his colleagues, Mi Mo's mood at the moment could not be expressed in words. After parking the car downstairs, he opened the door and said to the people behind him.

"Brothers, go upstairs for a cup of tea?"

Several colleagues looked at me and looked at you, but in the end only one person remained, and the rest greeted him and went back to report.

Looking at their handsome figures driving away, Mi Mo felt deeply excluded.

After sending the things upstairs, he didn't delay, he packed up a few clothes casually, and put the traditional Chinese medicine that Nianxi gave him into his bag. Under the meticulous eyes of his colleagues, Mi Mo drove back to Zizhu cautiously garden.

On the way, he turned his head and asked the co-driver, "Do you think I need you to clear the field with my driving skills?"

This man smiled, but remained silent, as he had his usual demeanor.

That's right, whether it's necessary or not, but it's not up to what they say, it still depends on the boss's will.

It's just that when he drove up the mountain with his front foot, the second young master knew it with his back foot. With such a quickness, did this person pretend to be on him?

If so, he would have nothing to say.

With such doubts in mind, when Mi Mo met Nalan Shuo in Zizhu Garden, he asked the doubts in his heart very speechlessly.

The Second Young Master Nalan just smiled, and said, "When Nianxi asked Nianxi to test drive this car, it was equipped with a positioning system. You know, at Nianxi's age, this can be regarded as a protective measure."

Mi Mo expressed his understanding, and then discussed with this person, "Now, isn't it because I am driving it, so it can't be removed?"

He didn't want the itinerary to be too thoroughly grasped by this person every time he went out.

Nalan Shuo smiled again, but he did not agree, "Because there are not many cars produced, the price is very expensive, and there is no license plate, so for the sake of safety, positioning is indeed indispensable. It's not necessary, if there is a car racing with people on Huanshan Road, if there is a next time, these few people will not be the only ones to clear the field."

Mi Mo looked at this person very helplessly. Can he say that he has even played drifting? Today he just ran a few turtle cars. Mo was just depressed and depressed in his heart.

Probably because the expression on his face was too boring, Nalan Shuo's tone was a little more relaxed. He took Mi Mo's hand and said with a smile, "After a while, your car will come out with a new model. I’ll give you another one that’s not positioned.”

Mi Mo pulled out his hand and said casually, "Forget it! Let's just take this one, the one with a certain position is safer!"

After delivering the car to the island, this young master needs to be guarded all the time. It's a big deal, when he wants to go clubbing in the future, he just doesn't drive this car.

Due to jet lag, Nian Xi booked the plane quite early, and the sun had just risen. Mi Mo received a call from him in his sleep. He didn't let anyone see him off except his mother, saying I can't stand such a tragic scene.

The Mimo people listened to his reasons in the quilt, and nodded speechlessly, not saying anything unlucky, but just bid farewell to the child with kind words.

In any case, a new page belonging to this young man was slowly opened in another country.

Before hanging up the phone, Nian Xi smiled and said, "Brother Mi, you seem to have grown taller."

Is it?

Mi Mo, who didn't believe it, hung up the phone, got up and went downstairs to find a soft ruler to measure himself.

Really, it grew a centimeter taller.

This is one centimeter more than in his previous life. Although I don't know how Nian Xi saw it, Mi Mo is really happy.

Immediately, he went upstairs again, dug out the medicines that Nian Xi had given him, looked at them repeatedly, took out a can and went to the housekeeper.

After Li Chang left, he didn't take a few sips seriously. Since it is so effective, let's continue to drink it. If this is the case, he will take time to go back to the martial arts school as soon as possible.

Before the severe cold comes, let the old principal use up all the decoctions for these courses of treatment.

After delivering the medicine, according to Li Huan's usual practice, after instructing the kitchen how to suffer, while Mi Mo was drinking water in the dining room, Nalan Er Shao, who was dressed in white, walked downstairs in a good mood.

"So early?"

Mi Mo nodded, "I couldn't fall asleep after talking on the phone with Nian Xi."

"In this way, follow me to run around first. After the breath circulates, you will feel more comfortable practicing."

Mi Mo nodded, and walked out behind Nalan Shuo. On the way, when Er Shao was not paying attention, he compared his height by the way.

I can't help but feel depressed.

How did this man grow taller again?

After running, Mi Mo followed Nalan Shuo to the room where he usually practiced. Although he had been in Purple Bamboo Garden for a long time, it was his first time to come to this room.

The place is not small, and the decoration is very simple. There are all kinds of swords and daggers displayed around, and the middle is the place to practice boxing. Judging from the mottled marks on the ground, the second young master is not slack in martial arts on weekdays.

Mi Mo paused in his heart, and suddenly felt that the Second Young Master's skills should not be as shallow as he imagined, and for a moment he really wanted to compete with this person.

Sitting cross-legged on the soft cushion in the open space, Nalan Shuo corrected his sitting posture at close range, and said in a very formal tone, "I won't teach you anything else today, let's start with the simplest luck."

Mi Mo nodded, but he was very unfamiliar with the word luck. He knew about inhalation, exhalation and exhalation. He had heard of the homophonic meaning of the word luck.

Knowing that this person didn't understand very well, Nalan Shuo explained with a light smile, "Luck is also called storing energy. To put it bluntly, it means gathering energy, and when one strike strikes the enemy, the strength of the strike is several times that of normal strength."

It sounds quite powerful, Mi Mo nodded to express his understanding, and then asked, "The second young master jumps like flying, is it also for gathering energy?"

Nalan Shuo smiled, "That's not true. It's deeper than luck. You haven't reached that stage yet. However, if you practice luck well, it will be of great use. At least, next time you fall into the water in a boat race with others." At this time, the breath-holding time can indeed be several times longer than that of ordinary people, and there is no need to drink so much seawater."

Mi Mo Heixian, this man, he still thinks about his three ins and three outs in the water during the regatta.

However, the breath holding time is several times longer than that of ordinary people, which is quite remarkable.

While speaking, Nalan Shuo moved his position behind Mi Mo, put his hands firmly on the center of his back, and said, "Close your eyes, and let you feel what luck is."

Their posture like this, if they change the time and space, change the scene, and change their clothes, it will give Mi Mo the feeling of being taught his true energy by an expert outside the world.

Gently closing his eyes, Mi Mo's body's touch seemed to be concentrated on Nalan Shuo's slightly warm hands.

He felt that his mind was too tense, because he could feel the heat from Nalan Shuo's hand slowly flowing from his back to his body.

First the heart, then the lungs, after the viscera had been circulated once, the heat finally stopped in his lower abdomen.

This feeling is so wonderful.

"Did you feel it?" Nalan Shuo said softly, "This is luck! He can make your body full of energy like a ball of fire."

Where the heat flowed through, it made Mi Mo feel warm, and he was much more energetic.

Involuntarily, Mi Mo exhaled lightly, and praised, "Second Young Master, your kung fu is amazing."

For the first time, he knew that the body heat could still move.

"My qigong master has been practicing this kind of kung fu for many years. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Now you have learned my martial arts. Strictly speaking, you still have to call me master, but I don't care Lian has no interest either, so I will make an exception once."

After Nalan Shuo finished speaking, he slowly withdrew his hands from Mi Mo's back, but the heat in Mi Mo's lower abdomen was miraculously retained.

Mi Mo, who is even less interested in love between men and men, is very curious about the extra heat in his lower abdomen.

He tried to transfer the heat of this small group to other organs in the body like Nalan Shuo did, but after several attempts, he couldn't succeed.

Involuntarily, the unbelieving Mi Mo secretly used a little more strength, but the heat didn't move, but his lower abdomen felt bursts of pain.

Seeing his extremely strange expression at the moment, Nalan Shuo asked with great concern, "What's wrong?"

Mi Mo frowned, stood up suddenly, ignored the Second Young Master Nalan behind him, and walked directly to the bathroom.

People have three urgencies, he is going to make things easier.

The Second Young Master behind him saw the man's final destination, and couldn't help but laugh out of the corners of his lips, and his brows and eyes were extraordinarily gentle for a moment.

This man really has the ability to make him happy!

When Mi Mo came out of the bathroom refreshed, the small heat in his body was not as strong as before, seeing that the second young master was no longer in the practice room.

Mi Mo shrugged, then went back to the house to take a shower and change clothes.

After feeling the luck for a while, he was really hungry.