Report to the lady! The young masters are madly infatuated with a village girl

weekend.

The Yang Family Martial Arts School at this time.

Yang Mingjun looked at these handsome young men who were a head taller than him.

He said earnestly, "Jun Li, why are you here again? I really have nothing to teach you."

These people have long surpassed their masters.

"Uncle Yang, what are you talking about? Can't we come over to see you and your brother?"

Mo Junli subconsciously began to look for Yang Xining out of the corner of his eye.

"Uncle, where is my brother?" Yan Tian asked. Today he heard from Yan Hui that they were going camping for two days, so they came early in the morning.

"Today those kids are out camping for two days. Your brother doesn't have to teach them today. He's out buying groceries now!"

"That's great. I can taste my brother's cooking again at noon!" Qi Lin started drooling as he thought about it.

Yang Xining is a real expert at cooking, his cooking skills are comparable to those of chefs in five-star hotels.

"Hurry up and call my brother and ask him to buy more vegetables." Lu Xinghan took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

When Mo Junli glanced at the guest room, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He turned around and said to Yang Mingjun, "Uncle, it's rare that I have some free time today..."

After lunch, Yang Xining practiced martial arts with a few people.

Mo Junli slowly poured tea for Yang's father, but his eyes were watching Yang Xining fighting with the three men in turn.

Yang Mingjun is a simple and honest man with a rather rough appearance, and looks nothing like Yang Xining.

I heard that Yang Xining looks like his mother, who was a great beauty. Unfortunately, his mother died when Yang Xining was 12 years old.

Mo Junli and others had a deep memory of Yang's mother's appearance. She was really stunningly beautiful and had a very good personality.

When asked about the cause of death, the four parents and Yang's father did not give any detailed explanation, only saying it was a shipwreck.

Mo Junli stared closely at Yang Xining who was fighting with Yan Tian.

Yang Xining was bathed in the sun, wearing a white Kung Fu robe. Every strand of his hair was dazzling. His collar was slightly open, and the crystal clear liquid flowed along the perfect jawline directly to his neck, then to his collarbone, and then to his chest...

As he watched, the heat in Mo Junli's eyes deepened, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of water.

Not only him, the other three were also attracted to it wholeheartedly.

Bro is always so good looking and sexy...

While Yan Tian was distracted, Yang Xining kicked him hard in the chest.

Yan Tian flew backwards 3 meters, stroking his chest where he was kicked, and grimaced in pain, "Brother, your kick hurts so much!"

"Who told you to be distracted!" Yang Xining retracted his side kick.

It's because you're too sexy.

Yan Tian didn't say this out loud, otherwise he would have been beaten up by his brother.

Seeing this, Qi Lin and Lu Xinghan hurried forward to surround Yang Xining and asked him about his well-being: "Brother, are you tired?"

"Brother, take a break. I'll rub your shoulders for you."

"You two, stop being lazy and do 1000 push-ups for me!"

"Brother, that's not fair. Don't you see Ali sitting there?"

"How can Ali compete with you? He doesn't know how to fight."

Damn, Mo Junli doesn’t even know how to fight. But he’s better than the three of them in Sanda and free fighting.

Only my brother has been kept in the dark.

The two of them curled their lips and went to do push-ups in dissatisfaction.

Mo Junli, who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, poured a cup of tea for Yang Xining.

"Brother, are you thirsty?" He handed the tea to Yang Xining.

Yang Xining took the tea and drank it all.

Yang Mingjun interrupted at the right time and said, "Son, Junli and the others are not going home to sleep tonight! They plan to stay here."

"What, living here again?" Yang Xining's expression changed drastically when he heard it. Aren't these guys' families rich and powerful?

Why do they always want to squeeze into this shabby and small martial arts gym?

"Brother, I'm very good and I don't snore at night." Seeing Yang Xining's gaze on him, Mo Junli immediately put on an obedient expression.

Yang Xining thought about it and realized that Mo Junli really didn't snore. His breathing when he slept was relatively steady.

On the contrary, the other three had particularly bad sleeping postures.

"Dad, are they all going to crowd into my house again?" Yang Xining had a bad feeling.

"Where else can they go if not squeeze into your house? Your house is the only one with tatami and two beds. You can't let them sleep in the warehouse, right?"

"Aren't there guest rooms?"

"The bed sheets in the guest rooms were washed today." Yang Mingjun said that it was these people who had the bed sheets in the two guest rooms washed today.

He tried to stop them at that time, and the other party said that he was too tired and should take a good vacation. He felt a little ashamed.

The father and son have been dependent on each other since Yang's mother passed away. He is a rough man who can only teach martial arts and always fails in everything he does.

Naturally, his son Yang Xining became the one who took charge of the housework, and he did this for 6 years.

Suddenly, he felt very sorry for Yang Xining.

In the evening, several people started making noise again.

"Yan Tian, ​​get out of the way. I want to sleep with my brother." Qi Lin took a pillow and stuffed it on Yang Xining's left side, wanting to switch positions with Yan Tian.

He didn't dare to offend Mo Junli, so he could only exchange with Yan Tian.

"You wish!" Yan Tian threw his pillow into the corner and lay down comfortably next to Yang Xining.

Qi Lin and Lu Xinghan exchanged glances, and the two of them carried Yan Tian away.

Then Lu Xinghan occupied that position.

Yang Xining's face was as dark as it could be. He roared, "That's enough. If you continue like this, you'll sleep in the guest room!"

The three of them curled their lips and finally played rock-paper-scissors silently.

Everyone can only sleep next to me for 3 hours. Lu Xinghan comes first, then Yan Tian, ​​and finally Qi Lin.

Qi Lin was particularly unhappy with this arrangement, but when he thought that he was the last one and could monopolize his brother until he woke up naturally, he couldn't help but feel that it was acceptable.

Lu Xinghan wanted to put his arm around Yang Xining's waist, but happened to meet Mo Junli's hand around Yang Xining from the other side.

He subconsciously avoided it with disgust.

I had no choice but to hold Yang Xining's left hand, put my head close to Yang Xining's neck, smell Yang Xining's unique body fragrance, and fell into a deep sleep.