I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter Thirty-Three, Collapsed Bed

"No, I'm used to living here, it's pretty good." Zhao Shengnan said. He sneered and sneered again and again, but Zhang Cheng has always maintained a kindness. Even Zhao Shengnan, who is quite a hater of the rich, knows that he is going too far.

After all, it's not wrong to be rich, but to be inhumane is to be damned.

Zhang Cheng grabbed Zhao Shengnan and lay down on the bed.

Because there is no place to sit.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Shengnan asked.

Zhang Cheng found a comfortable place to lie down, and then hugged Zhao Shengnan in his arms.

"I feel bad, the environment here is too bad." Zhang Cheng said. At this time, Zhang Cheng saw a fan standing in the corner of the room, and there was no air conditioner. I really don't know how the woman Zhao Shengnan lived during the hottest time in summer.

Zhao Shengnan glanced at Zhang Cheng, then found a comfortable position to lean against Zhang Cheng's arms.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Although the two have already had the most intimate relationship, this kind of quiet chat has never happened.

Especially Zhao Shengnan listened to Zhang Cheng's powerful heartbeat, and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng carefully took off Zhao Shengnan's clothes so that she could sleep more comfortably, then took out the quilt to cover the two of them, and sympathetically smoothed the short hair of the woman who had been training for a day, and also went to sleep.

The next day, when Zhang Cheng woke up, Zhao Shengnan had already returned from his morning exercise.

"The buns are on the table, you can eat them yourself." Then Zhao Shengnan put on her sports bag and said.

The training room is two or three kilometers away from here.

"I'll take you off." Zhang Cheng got up quickly.

Zhao Shengnan waved his hand casually and trotted downstairs.

Zhang Cheng smiled bitterly and got up to eat.

Pork and green onion stuffed buns, fragrant and oily.

With the fragrant millet porridge boiled in a large pot, it is the perfect breakfast partner.

When Zhang Cheng eats it, he doesn't feel any worse than the one from the private kitchen.

After filling his stomach, he emptied the trash can. Zhang Cheng first went home and changed his clothes, chatted with Xiangxiang for a while, and then went out again.

But just as Zhang Cheng was going downstairs, the phone rang.

Connect.

"Young man, I'm Guan Daqiang." On the other end of the phone, an old man in his sixties said with a smile.

"Hello, Uncle Guan, are you here to ask about ginseng? I don't have it here yet." Zhang Cheng said. It's true that his current income only depends on selling ginseng.

But Zhang Chenggo had no intention of flooding out ginseng.

One is eye-catching, and the other is the special effect of this ginseng. If it comes out in large numbers, it will almost certainly not be a good thing.

His plug-in is just a space. It can be planted and cultivated, but it is not invulnerable.

For now, stay safe and don't waver. If there is any way to cover up in the future, then I will talk about other things.

Moreover, at present, he has sold a small amount of ginseng, which is enough to live a good life.

So it doesn't make sense to sell more. Sell ​​a few, enough to live well.

Good choice between pros and cons.

"That's it, Xiao Cheng, I can add more money." Mr. Guan said without giving up.

Zhang Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Guan, it's not a matter of adding money or not, it's that I don't have any participation at the moment."

The old man Guan was a little disappointed and said: "Well, Xiao Cheng, you must think of me when you have Shenke." After a few glasses of medicinal wine, you can clearly feel a few years younger the next day, which is a great feeling. It's no wonder that Grandpa Guan takes him seriously.

Don't hesitate to take the initiative to call Zhang Cheng, this junior.

Refused to sell ginseng, Zhang Cheng came to the training room.

Not surprisingly, Zhao Shengnan was training hard again.

And because of the fact that she chewed ginseng for a day during this time, the dark injury left by the excessive training volume in the past gradually recovered.

Currently trying to try to go back to the training volume in the past, or even increase it.

That is, Zhang Cheng was careful and invited a nutritionist and trainer.

Otherwise, with the desperate appearance of Zhao Shengnan, a foolish woman, I'm afraid I would have to hurt myself.

Aware that Zhang Cheng was coming, Zhao Shengnan just took a look, and then took care of himself to train.

But even so, Zhang Cheng was quite satisfied. Yesterday, he threw a towel and came here. Fortunately, it wasn't a dumbbell or something.

Zhang Cheng didn't bother Zhao Shengnan either. He found a treadmill and started running. After running for half an hour, he started exercising his arms, abdominal muscles, chest muscles, and back muscles.

Even if Zhang Cheng didn't think about the same muscles as those who practice bodybuilding.

But it's good to have more strength.

What's more, after taking Lingcao grade ginseng before, the thickening background has not been fully realized.

After practicing for a while, Zhang Cheng was sweating, and Zhang Cheng stopped to rehydrate.

It happened that Zhao Shengnan was also resting.

Zhang Cheng leaned over.

"The buns in the morning are delicious. Buy me two more tomorrow."

Zhao Shengnan looked at Zhang Cheng and was a little bit amused.

This **** is so rich, he hasn't eaten anything delicious, how could he owe his mouth, he just wants to go somewhere at night.

But go there, I'm afraid he won't succeed.

The first time it was painful and nervous, so Zhao Shengnan didn't feel the joy of qualifying together, but at noon yesterday, Zhao Shengnan had already tasted the sweetness.

It turns out that ranking is such a cool thing.

Especially Zhao Shengnan opened his heart to Zhang Cheng somewhat, UU reading www.uukanshu. com will naturally not refuse anything.

Although Zhao Shengnan didn't speak, Zhang Cheng didn't know that he agreed to stay overnight again. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw this. It wasn't that he was unpromising. It was because Zhao Shengnan's long legs were too attractive, and he had only experienced it once before. , and today obviously can open meat again.

With a sense of anticipation, the time passed very quickly.

Suddenly it was evening.

When the training is over, the others leave naturally.

Zhang Cheng hurriedly returned to her residence with Zhao Shengnan.

As Zhao Shengnan, who is determined to become a boxer, his dinner basically can only be all kinds of fruits, plus some nuts at most.

As for other staple foods, you can only eat them occasionally.

Fortunately, there are abundant materials now, and I dare not say that there are all kinds of fruits, but they are enough to fill the stomach.

Zhang Cheng looked at Zhao Shengnan and smiled while helping peel pistachios, melon seeds, peanuts, and walnuts.

"Virtue." After eating a few bananas in his hand, Zhao Shengnan ate the pistachios and other snacks that Zhang Chenggang had just peeled off: "I'm going to take a bath."

Although the place where I live is quite simple, there is still a solar water heater, which can be used to shower.

When Zhao Shengnan took a shower, Zhang Cheng couldn't wait to put him on the bed.

Just ten minutes later, the bed suddenly collapsed.

After all, although Zhao Shengnan's bed is not small, it is just a wooden bed. It's okay to sleep normally, but once there is strenuous activity, it can't stand it.

"Get up." Zhao Shengnan held back and slapped Zhang Cheng on the shoulder, hoping this guy would stop and see what happened.

But where did Zhang Cheng stop, he glanced roughly: "Continue."