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I looked at the door in surprise, only to see a middle-aged man with a sensual style walking in with a dark goatee and a smile.

Zong Jian's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the person coming, he couldn't say a word for a long time.

My brother blushed all of a sudden, and timidly called "Uncle".

I was instantly horrified, why does this person look so much like the old man with silver hair and white beard who taught me Tai Chi?When did he rejuvenate? !

When I was hopelessly lost in thoughts, Zong Xian had already given the man to the chair he was sitting on just now, and poured him a cup of tea respectfully.

The man took the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly to Zong Jian who was stunned: "Okay, the wings are hard, and you have grown your skills? Zong Xian asked you to call me brother, did you feel wronged?"

Zong Jian suddenly lost his sharpness just now, lowered his head, and didn't speak any more. I carefully moved to Zong Xian's side, wanting to ask him who this man is, but seeing the man's smile on the surface, I was surprised Swallowing the words back into his stomach, he and Zong Jian remained silent.

My brother mustered up his courage, squeezed out a smile, and walked quickly to the man's side: "Uncle, when did you come back? Are you tired? I'll give you a back rub."

The man didn't refuse, and used the lid of the teacup to puff the heat from the teacup, and said slowly, "Gu Xun, why did I tell you when I left? Zong Jian is confused, and you are fooling around with him?"

My brother gave a dry laugh, and didn't stop beating the man's back: "Uncle, you misunderstood, we were just joking around, just joking around, hahaha."

The man suddenly put the teacup on the table, with a serious face on his face: "Gu Xun, you are just joking around, this is not the way to make trouble. If Zong Xian hadn't been able to hide quickly just now, Zong Jian's punch would have hit that Yi On the broken doll!"

"Fragile doll?" my brother asked in surprise.

I also felt very strange, I hurriedly looked around, but I didn't see any fragile dolls in the room.

Zong Xian poked my waist amusedly: "It's about you."

Say me?

Just as I was about to ask Zong Xian what he meant, the man replied, "Your brother."

My brother suddenly realized, and immediately lowered his head to admit his mistake: "Uncle, I was wrong, we will never make such a fuss again, but..."

My brother looked at me strangely, then at the man: "Uncle, when did you know Xiaoying?"

The man chuckled, and said something that horrified me: "Your younger brother is so stupid. It took him a whole month to learn the 24 forms of Taijiquan. It's hard not to remember."

After I was terrified, I hurriedly looked at Zong Xian, asking for an answer.

Who can tell me who my master is, why he changed from a white-haired person to a black-haired person and reverted to a child in just a few days?

Zong Xian couldn't help laughing, took my hand and said goodbye to the man.

The man waved his hand, indicating that we can go, and he will clean up these two guys next.

I was a little worried. I didn't know what the man was going to do to Zong Jian and my brother, so I dragged my feet and didn't want to leave.

As a result, what Zong Xian said made me immediately go back to the room with him in fright.

Because he whispered in my ear: "If you don't leave, let's try double-sided fried eggs tonight."

Just now I was glad that Zong Xian didn't understand my words, but I didn't expect him to understand and put it into practice.

I can no longer calm down.

Because this means that my great cause is about to die in the cradle before I have taken the first step.

I looked at my thin body, compared with Zong Xian's robustness, and wished I could go back to half an hour ago and swallow that sentence in my stomach, without a single word left!

Zong Xian went back to the room, changed his clothes, and took me to a nearby noodle shop. I wondered why I didn’t eat at home. Zong Xian replied gloatingly: “Zong Jian’s father is back, let them have a good reunion, let’s Don't bother."

Only then did I think of that strange man, and quickly asked, "Is that man Zong Jian's father?"

Zong Xian nodded while putting rice into his mouth.

I thought for a while and asked again: "Then is he my master?"

Zong Xian gave me a strange look: "What master?"

"It's the old man who taught me Tai Chi."

Zong Xian froze for a moment, swallowed the food reluctantly, and laughed loudly: "Did you see it through?"

"He said it himself."

Zong Xian waved his hand, telling me not to pay too much attention to these details, and hurry up to eat, but only asked me to call the man uncle when I saw him in the future, and not to ask anything else.

Seeing Shen's mysterious look, I knew that I couldn't get anything out of him, so I took a bite of garlic and buried myself in eating the noodles in my bowl.

Back home, the light was on in Zong Xiandong's guest room, and when he got closer, he could still hear someone talking emotionally.

I stopped at the door, listened curiously, and heard a few sentences intermittently.

"...only eight years old..."

"...collecting herbs...you can still remember...what?"

"A few gossips from others...he is your brother..."

My heart skipped a beat, as if I heard something terrible. The person who spoke seemed to be my master, that is, Zong Xian's uncle and Zong Jian's father.

He seems to be saying who almost fell to his death when he went up the mountain to collect medicine?

But his voice fluctuated from high to low, and I couldn't hear clearly. I didn't know if I heard it wrong. I was about to go closer and listen carefully, when Zong Xian came out and asked me what I was doing at the door.

I pointed to the guest room on the east side, and said to Zong Xian, "Listen, what are they talking about? It seems that something happened to someone? Shall we go and have a look?"

Zong Xian's expression changed, he held his breath and listened for a few seconds, then took my hand and walked into the room.

Before I knew what was going on, he had pulled me into the bedroom and locked the door.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" I asked suspiciously.

Zong Xian patted my forehead: "Don't go, that's uncle teaching Zong Jian, going there will only add to the chaos."

I was dubious, and leaned against the wall to listen, but I couldn't hear anything, but Zong Xian said that I would not be allowed to go, so I didn't dare to go out rashly. After all, that person is his uncle, and he should know his temper best. Once I really caused some trouble, it is estimated that his old man's face will be blackened into the bottom of the pot.

Thinking of the way he looked like the king of Hades when he taught me Taijiquan, I shuddered.

Zong Xian changed into his bathrobe, filled the bathtub with water, and beckoned me to take a bath.

I waved my chaotic thoughts, changed clothes casually, and walked in.

I hope my master won't embarrass him too much.

By the way, there is also my brother, I don't know how he is, should I give him a call?

"What do you think?"

Zong Xian's voice suddenly came from the opposite side. I took a closer look and saw that he was also lying in the tub, with his two big feet right next to my head, kicking on the edge of the tub.

I quickly pinched my nose, waved the smell of feet that filled the air, and complained: "Zong Xian, did you soak in feces for a whole day today? How come your feet smell like this?"

Zong Xian put his feet into the water indifferently, and scratched the soles of my feet: "I'm not a woman, it's no wonder that my feet smell good."

I was afraid of itchiness, so I quickly drew back my feet, shrank to the side, and retorted: "I am not a woman, and my feet don't smell bad, you get out quickly, I'm going to be suffocated to death."

"I won't go." Zong Xian was lying in the tub salivating, and I was pushed aside by his strong body.

This bathtub was originally a single-person bathtub, and Zong Xian bought it for the convenience of taking a shower after I became a vegetable.

When I was still unable to move, every time it was time to take a bath, he would soak me in the bathtub like pickled cabbage, and then he would shower by himself, and then help me take a bath after he finished the shower.

Until I recovered, we still maintained the habit of me soaking in the tub and he showering.

And I always lie comfortably in my own little world, secretly coveting his strong and fit body and drooling secretly. Now that I think about it, the sum of those saliva is probably enough for me to drink a pot.

But today, I don't know what he was doing, and he actually ran into my bathtub.

I was very upset, but he wouldn't go out, and I was so smoked that I had to crawl out to shower by myself.

Seeing that I was going out, Zong Xian quickly grabbed my leg: "Don't go, I won't smoke you, I'll change the direction."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether I agreed or not, he stood up from the water and lay down on my side.

Now I am even more restless.

The bathtub was originally very narrow, and just now we could barely fit our head and feet together, but now he and I were lying side by side on the same side, and I was immediately crushed by most of my body.

I blushed, and my heart beat faster. I was afraid of causing unnecessary embarrassment, so I quickly blocked his chest: "Get up quickly, I'm not recovering from my illness. If you suppress me, what should I do if I get sick?"

Zong Xian seemed to think that what I said was reasonable, nodded confidently, and immediately picked me up from the water and put me on his chest: "Then you can suppress me."

I was stunned, and then asked him with a smirk, "Really?"

Zong Xian nodded simply: "Of course."

Seeing Zong Xian's pure expression, I felt as if I had transformed into a wretched uncle in an instant, and asked with a smile, "Then shall we try double-sided fried eggs?"

Zong Xian froze for a moment, probably realizing that what he just said was ambiguous.

I was about to make fun of him, but he suddenly smiled brightly: "Yes."

I was terrified by his laughter, looked at his fit figure, and then looked at the flesh on my body, and suddenly regretted what I said.

But, after all, I'm also a man, besides, I've been coveting Zong Xian for so long, so it's too embarrassing to retreat like this.

So, I dared to argue with him: "You are not allowed to play tricks, I want to be on top, I want to fry eggs, you are an egg!"

Zong Xian still had the same smile and the same two words: "Yes."

I don't trust him anymore.

Zong Xian looked at me funny, and raised his arms above his head: "There are bandages on the second shelf in the study outside. If you don't believe me, you can tie me up, and I will never resist."

I thought about it, and felt that if I really did that, it would be too much of a fuss, so I had to bite the bullet and reply: "Forget it, let me trust you just once."

Zong Xian smiled faintly, opened his arms, and closed his eyes: "Come on."