"It's raining."

It was cloudy outside today, the air was not as hot as last night, and you could feel cool even without opening the windows.

Jiang He didn't turn on the electric fan and was playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the sound outside the window, he turned to look and saw fine raindrops being blown onto the glass by the wind.

"Well, it's early autumn."

Xu Qing counted the days, Xiaoyan was about to start school, and there was no way he could do homework with Jiang He.

"I'm going out for a walk." Jiang He stretched and stood up, going to the bedroom to put on his coat.

It was just a notice, Xu Qing didn't say anything. When she put on her coat and came out, she turned to look at the weather outside: "It's raining?"

"Looking for Pingping."

"oh."

I took my umbrella and went out. It was raining lightly outside and the ground was just wet.

Jiang He held his pocket in one hand and held an umbrella in the other hand. He looked up at the gloomy sky and walked towards the north of the community.

Gong Ping's house is not far away, just a few buildings away. Jiang He had already gone there once when he came back early from fishing last time. He turned a corner on the path, walked a few steps forward, and entered a corridor.

Put away the umbrella and go to the third floor,

There are two households on one staircase. Just knock twice on the door on the right, and the door will be opened from the inside.

"come on in!"

Gong Ping was wearing a small vest and tight shorts. She looked full of energy. She opened the door and welcomed Jiang He in. Then she lay down on the mat on the ground and continued to stretch her legs.

"It'll be ready soon. Please sit down for a moment." She greeted.

Jiang He put his umbrella behind the door, came over and took off his coat, stared at Gong Ping's weird posture for two seconds, then moved his eyes to the side and looked at the room.

Xu Qing's guess last time was correct. This house is relatively small, about one-third smaller than the one where Xu Qing lives, but there are not many things in the living room. There is only a couch, a small coffee table, and a folding table at the door of the kitchen.

There are two stools next to it.

Simple and not crowded at all.

Is this how a single woman lives? Jiang He turned around and looked at the room. It was simpler and less cozy than the one she and Xu Qing lived in.

"Do you want to learn... uh, yoga from me?" Gong Ping posed with her legs spread apart, doing splits on the mat, while pressing her upper body down, following the '1.2' on the TV.

3.4'Slogan frequency action.

"Yoga?"

Jiang He heard this and looked over, just in time to see two and a half big balls, and immediately looked away.

"Huh? You don't know, right?!" Gong Ping looked up in surprise.

"I know, I just haven't practiced it."

"I'll teach you!"

"It still doesn't work..." Jiang He glanced sideways at Gong Ping from the corner of his eye. That action was too unsightly.

Yoga?

She had some impression, but she didn't know what she did. Looking at Gong Ping's actions at this time, could it be that she was specifically used to please men?... Jiang He looked at his nose, nose and heart, and calmly took out his mobile phone with his other hand.

, try to search using the keyboard.

Gong Ping came here today because she wanted her to teach her how to cook. She thought she had nothing to do so she came here. She didn’t expect to see Gong Ping cooking like this——

Eh, that's not right.

Looking at the search results on his mobile phone, Jiang He suddenly realized that it turned out to be a way to cultivate his body and mind.

She put the phone back up and looked sideways, she saw that Gong Ping had changed her position, lying on all fours with one leg raised, like a dog peeing...

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Modern Kung Fu is so weird.

"Yoga is also a type of Kung Fu practice, mainly used to reduce stress and practice body flexibility... Huh, you can actually learn it. When your Xu Qing is practicing Kung Fu, you practice yoga next to him, one firm and one soft, one moving and one quiet, and

It's quite appropriate." Gong Ping maintained the dog peeing posture and still had time to talk, then slowly moved to change legs and continued to maintain.

Jiang He looked at Gong Ping's posture and inexplicably remembered the short movie on Xu Qing's computer, which seemed to have this kind of action...

"No, I will learn the Kung Fu from him and forget about yoga." She shook her head and declined Gong Ping's kindness.

If you do this kind of action in front of Xu Qing, you will lose yourself to death. It is better to fight with him in a set of boxing, stomping your feet and shouting, which is much more powerful than this.

"Girls learn to be gentler. What's the point of learning from him? It's better to practice karate, but karate is probably not as good as Xu Qing. For self-defense, he is enough. You are very safe, so practicing yoga is good.

If you want to learn, I will teach you."

Gong Ping said slowly while changing postures. It is much more interesting for two people to practice yoga on the mat together than alone, and it will not be boring. They can also supervise and encourage each other.

However, Jiang He seemed to be resisting, so she thought for a while and said, "Practice this can also make your boyfriend more..."

"More what?"

"I like it better." Gong Ping chuckled.

"..."

Jiang He raised his eyebrows. She didn't need Gong Ping to tell her that she could tell that no matter whether other people's boyfriends liked it or not, Xu Qing would definitely like it.

Because he is a pervert.

But Jiang He still didn't plan to learn it, because Xu Qing obviously liked her sword dancing more than learning how to pee on a blanket...

"Have you always lived here by yourself?" Jiang He changed the subject. Although Gong Ping was also a girl, her two lumps were mostly exposed to the outside, which made her feel a bit...it seemed impolite to stare at her.

I had no choice but to turn my head and continue to look at the room.

She had already agreed to come over and teach Gong Ping how to cook. Gong Ping invited her over on WeChat. Since it was raining and there was no way to fish, she came over.

"Yes, I feel very comfortable living alone."

"Isn't the house expensive to buy?"

"It's not very expensive. The houses here are older, and... anyway, it's a mess, and it's much cheaper than the average one. The best thing is that the surrounding area is quite complete, not too busy, not too deserted, and has everything you need.

I chose this place."

"awesome."

Regardless of whether it's expensive or not, it's a great thing to be able to buy a house by yourself. Jiang He checked on the Internet and found that houses everywhere are horribly expensive. For her, it's just the difference between being unable to afford it and being even less able to afford it.

"It's just so so. I have to repay the loan every month just to live comfortably."

More than ten minutes later, Gong Ping finished a set of movements, got up from the mat, panted quietly and wiped her sweat, rolled up the yoga mat and put it aside, and then looked at the rain outside the window.

"It's raining hard." She turned around and said, and the big raindrops hit the glass, making a crackling sound.

Staying at home on a rainy day always gives you a very comfortable feeling, and it feels even better if you have friends with you.

Gong Ping wiped off the sweat with a towel, sat down on the sofa, poured two cups of tea and pushed one cup over to Jiang He. She held her own cup in her hand and sipped it, while using the remote control to change the TV channel.

"It's not as well decorated as your place. There's still a lot of furniture that I haven't bought yet. I'm too lazy to do it alone."

“It’s quite simple and looks comfortable.”

"I plan to play the guzheng over there. I can play it when I have nothing to do in the future." Gong Ping pointed to the corner next to her, paused and said, "What do you think of a live broadcast like you guys do?"

"It's very good. It's broadcast for an hour every day. A lot of people should watch it."

Jiang He looked at Gong Ping's navel-baring vest and felt that it would definitely attract a lot of viewers - she was no longer the silly Kaiyuan bumpkin.

"You won't just wear this for live streaming, right?"

"Haha, it's not impossible to wear this." Gong Ping tugged at her collar and didn't care what she was wearing. Unlike Jiang He, she often wore short skirts and exposed navels when going out.

And Jiang He is a bit conservative... Gong Ping thinks so. At least she has never seen Jiang He wearing a skirt. Although the clothes are different every time she sees them, they all match well.

Different personalities have different dressing styles.

After resting on the sofa for a while and drinking a few sips of tea, Gong Ping took Jiang He to the kitchen to look at her newly bought spatula.

Before, there was only an induction cooker, not even a pressure cooker, so I couldn't cook many dishes. Now I'm slowly adding more things, and I plan to let Jiang He teach her how to cook.

"What's missing?" Gong Ping asked.

"It seems...there is a whetstone missing." Jiang He took the knife and played with it in his hand for a few times. When he saw that it was not sharp, he wanted to sharpen it.

Gong Ping scratched her head and saw that Jiang He was acting like a chef. He remembered the whetstone in his mind and said, "What else?"

"Nothing else is missing."

"Then let's cook!"

"Wait, I have notes here."

Jiang He took out a notebook from her bag as if touching a treasure. It was written in her childish handwriting, and on the title page were the four characters "Jiang's Recipe" written with Xu Qing's help.

"Did you write it?" Gong Ping stared blankly at the handwritten version of 'Jiang's Recipe'. She didn't expect Jiang He to be able to take out such a thing from the bag.

"Well, I remembered it when I was learning to cook."
To be continued...