The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 962
"Aren't you a gentleman?" Xia Wan said.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, you'll just think nonsense, wait until the medicated oil is dry before going to sleep, I'll give you that handkerchief, your head is covered in sweat, must have hurt just now?" Zhao Ning washed a warm handkerchief Wipe for Xiawan.

In fact, Xia Wan wanted a cool handkerchief, it was so comfortable, this hot handkerchief rubbed against her forehead, Xia Wan felt that the sweat not only did not go down, but also increased.

"It doesn't hurt, it's okay. Your hands aren't that strong. Back then..." Xia Wan recalled the scene when the instructor rubbed medicinal oil for herself, and it seemed that the feeling was different from Zhao Ning's just now.

It's not the first time Zhao Ning heard Xia Wan say this, and he didn't delve into it, "Tomorrow will be much better, I'll fan you, go to sleep." Zhao Ning took a cattail fan to fan Xia Wan, Xia Wan Feeling the cool breeze blowing on my body, I soon lost consciousness.

Looking at Xia Wan's peaceful sleeping face, the expression on Zhao Ning's face couldn't tell what it was like, it's just that the fan was played for a long time that night...

An agreement was reached between Xia Wan and Xu Chen. The two sides exchanged martial arts moves, of course not to mention it. Xia Wan is so busy that there is no day and night. Even Mr. Yu's schoolwork is delayed. There is no way. Xia Wan only has half a year, and after half a year, Xu Chen will leave.

"Sir, don't blame Wanwan, Wanwan is very anxious." Zhao Ning was explaining to Xia Wan why he hadn't come to listen to Mr. Lecture for several days.

"Zhao Ning, you don't have to be like this. Wan'er works so hard. Isn't there a reason for me as a husband? Why would I blame her? It's useless for me to be a husband, but it hurts you to work hard for me."

"I don't have any other skills, that is, the ability to teach. As long as you want to learn, I will teach you everything. From now on, the two of you will be direct disciples of my Yu family." Mr. Yu said.

Although the Yu family is a family of literati, it doesn't look like a Jianghu sect, but it has been passed down for hundreds of years, and it can be said that there are very few people who can become direct disciples of the Yu family.

However, every direct disciple of the Yu family is either an official of the frontier or a marquis who worships the prime minister, even if he is dressed in white, he is also a well-known Confucian and great writer, which can be seen in the ability of the direct disciples of the family.

"Student, thank you for your kindness." Zhao Ning saluted solemnly. He is a scholar, so he naturally knows the meaning of these four words.

"You two are very talented, so you don't need to say it. Even late, if it was more than ten years ago when women's schools flourished, you would definitely be among the best. I just did it by hand." Mr. Yu waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)