The Ning family’s dinner time has always been late. Ning was busy in the past, and Yang Suxin had to take care of Ning Zheng in the hospital, and supper often started at half past seven.

The milky white dining table is filled with five plates of exquisite and delicious home-cooked dishes and a bowl of soup.

Yang Suxin was cleaning the kitchen, and Ning Xiaowen had just scooped up a bowl of soup and was holding it and drinking it.

Suddenly, Ning Xiaowen raised her head and looked at Ning Zhi like she was catching a thief.

"Ning Zhi, why are you always watching me?"

"Ahem."

Ning Zhi coughed twice and lowered his head to eat the vegetables.

After dinner, Ning Zhi and Ning Xiaowen both returned to the bedroom. The bedrooms of the two were connected, and there was a door in the middle to facilitate study with the young master and the young lady.

Although Ning Xiaowen is three years younger than Ning Zhi, Ning Xiaowen has already learned high school courses by 70% or 80%. In terms of Esperanto, Ning Xiaowen can communicate normally in Esperanto, and teaching Ning Zhi is more than enough.

"Ning Zhi, do you want to do your homework with me?" When the door was closed, Xiaowen suddenly stretched out her little head and asked.

Ning Xiaowen asks this every day. Although Ning Xiaowen is a little playful, she will do her best to complete the job as a companion.

Xiaowen knew that no matter how well the Ning family treated her, she was always Ning Zhi's companion. She was not the Ning family's young lady. Yang Suxin treated her like her daughter, and she had to do her own job.

"good."

Ning Zhi opened the small door without thinking.

Eh?

Xiaowen was stunned for a moment. I really need to make up for the lesson. Today, the sun hit the west side?

"Tell you Esperanto?"

Xiaowen asked tentatively, Ning Zhi hated Esperanto the most.

"Okay." Ning Zhi didn't care.

Xiaowen's big eyes rolled, and she always felt that Ning Zhi was abnormal today.

Ning Zhi took the Esperanto textbook on the desktop, which read "Daxia Education Press Primary School Third Grade Edition".

There is no way, education must start from the basics. Ning Zhi’s current Esperanto is even worse than the original owner before he traveled through time.

Xiaowen taught Ning Zhi's letters and phonetic symbols, but Ning Zhi learned it all without any further.

From time to time, Ning Zhi would look at the time and observe Xiaowen again.

It’s almost ten o’clock, why has Xiaowen not “executing the program” yet?

Could it be said that this program needs to be completed by itself?

Thinking of this, Ning Zhi spoke, "Xiaowen, my shoulders are so sore, please help me press."

"ah?"

Xiaowen felt a little strange. Ning Zhike never used anyone to press his shoulders. How could a child of seventeen or eighteen have any back pain?

Although Ning Zhi’s request was strange, Xiaowen still walked behind Ning Zhi and put her little hand on Ning Zhi’s shoulder.

This is actually her job.

"But...I...I can't."

Xiaowen and Xiaowen blinked her big eyes. She had never done such a thing before.

"Just pinch it casually."

"oh."

Xiaowen started to exert force with her little hands. Xiaowen's strength was only 0.3. Pressing her behind Ning Zhi felt like a kitten's claws were tickling, itchy.

This is completely different from the pain that a technician massages, and it has an indescribable feeling of comfort.

And at this moment, a prompt suddenly flashed on the editor interface in Ning Zhi’s mind: “Program execution begins, prompt: The executor Ning Xiaowen’s execution program is insufficient and the program cannot be completed.”

Ning Zhi: "..."

Are you kidding me? She is a child who has no strength and has experience in massage. What should you do if you ask me to do?

"Props can be used." Editor prompt.

A flash of inspiration in Ning Zhi's mind, and he immediately received a prompt that the prop had appeared in his backpack.

Props...

What props I gave will not cheat me.

I won't give anything weird.

Ning Zhi took his backpack, and made a clear mind, and zipped the backpack open.

Lying inside is a bottle of massage essential oil.

call--

Ning Zhi let out a long sigh, but fortunately, this is still quite normal.

"Please take off your top and use essential oils."

Ning Zhi: "..."

He glanced at Ning Xiaowen, coughed twice, and began to take off his shirt.

Ning Xiaowen's big eyes suddenly widened: "You...you...what are you doing?"

"You need to use essential oils for massage. Don't you know?" Ning Zhi pretended to be calm and said to Ning Xiaowen, as if what he did was a normal thing.

Ning Xiaowen's face was full of dull expressions. Is this really normal?

But it should be normal to look at Ning Zhizhi's expression without squinting...

"Plug it on me." Ning Zhi handed over the essential oil.

Ning Xiaowen took this bottle of massage essential oil and looked at it carefully for a while: "Why do you hold this kind of thing in your backpack?"

Well……

Three black lines appeared on Ning Zhi's forehead: "Isn't this a company busy recently? I always sit in front of the computer, and my shoulders are sore, so I prepared this."

"Oh..." Ning Xiaowen nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong, "Who pressed it for you before?"

Ning Zhi: "..."

Why is this your focus?

"Is it the woman who always wears black framed eyes and wears a very tight white shirt?"

"Who?"

"It's your secretary." Ning Xiaowen thought about it and felt something was wrong with that secretary. It was okay, why did the shirt buttons be so tight? The glasses still only had frames but no lenses. They looked like they were not a good person.

Xiaowen heard that there are many bad women who are specializing in cheating rich people now, let alone Ning Zhi is still a young man, which is too dangerous. As Ning Zhi's companion, she has to help Aunt Yang take a good eye for Ning Zhi and not let those bad women cheat.

"How can it be?" Ning Zhi shook his head confidently, "It was all Sun Xiaoji who helped me press it."

When Ning Zhi said this, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously. Thinking of the fat man's body, if he took off his shirt and slapped on the bed with essential oil, the picture would be so beautiful, it wouldn't work, and his eyes would be so spicy.

"That's how..." Ning Xiaowen's reaction was a little slow. As a simple little girl, she didn't have the brain-sucking ability like Ning Zhi, but she just felt something strange.

It seems that because of the potential "competition", Ning Xiaowen has taken special care, applied essential oils, kneaded them carefully, and even felt a little self-taught.

Massage is not difficult at all. I have never eaten pork and I have always seen pigs running.

Ning Zhi only felt like there was a pair of cat claw pads behind him, stepping on them bit by bit, feeling indescribable.

This made him almost fall asleep.

Just in a daze, Ning Zhi found that there was an inexplicable progress bar similar to software updates in his mind.

80%, 90%, 100%!

bite--!

The program has been completed.

Given that the programmer has officially launched the Tiandao Editor for the first time and has obtained the Tiandao Book editing permission (rare), it is now available.

What are the editorial permissions of Tiandao Book?

Ning Zhi discovered that the words "Editor of the Heavenly Dao Book" were specifically marked with dark gold.

Given that programmers officially launched the Tiandao Editor for the first time...

This is a special reward for beginners in the editor, will it be gone in the future?

How to use this editing permission, and can you edit your own properties panel?

Ning Zhi thought this way, and the editor really presented Ning Zhi's properties panel.

Ning Zhi--

Age: 17 years old.

Vitality: 1.1.
To be continued...