Martial Arts Master Chapter 158: Is there such a kind of forever


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When Lou Cheng smiled blankly, Yan Zuke tilted his head and looked at him doubtfully:

"Orange, why is your expression so strange?"

"Huh?" Lou Cheng suddenly regained consciousness, knowing that he had just accidentally felt better about himself, so he said humorously, "I saw your smile, I thought, I can be among the billions of men on earth , Being selected by such a good girl Yanzhe Ke, I must be very special and unique."

"Puff..." Yan Zheke laughed on the spot, and finally resisted the trembling of his body and said in a grieved manner, "Orange, you have changed!"

"Am I changed?" Lou Cheng asked subconsciously.

Yan Zheke bit her lower lip, pitifully and authentically:

"You weren't like this before..."

"Then how was I before?" Lou Cheng asked funny.

Yan Zheke's cheek pear vortex appeared, his eyes looked up, and said "wrongly":

"The first time you talked to me, you were nervous and squatted! Later, you only dared to speak through QQ, and now you can speak in front of me without changing your face! Huh, say! Is it there? Dog? I practice every day..."

Speaking of this, she really couldn't pretend, she covered her mouth with her left hand, and she smiled like a wave of light in her eyes.

Lou Cheng was also amused. He sat next to her, dug a piece of ointment, picked up his wrist, and continued to smear the bruise on the girl's right arm. When Yan Zheke stopped laughing, he replied: " I just felt it suddenly..."

At this time, he heard the sound of Li Mao's bathing water stop, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Actually, what I told you today are the basic things that newcomers should pay attention to when they first debut, although it is a summary of my experience and lessons. , But if you change to another coach, I guess you will be reminded like that."

Yan Zheke smiled and said, "But when you first played in the ring, nobody mentioned anything?"

"Yes..." Lou Cheng was stunned. "How can Coach Shi leave it alone and let me fend for myself?"

At the time, he thought that all the masters had this attitude towards the disciples in the first round of the ring. It is only until today that he has guided Yan Zheke that it was wrong!

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Old man Shi went back to the teacher's apartment, lay on the sofa with no image, and put his legs on the coffee table.

He frowned and said to himself:

"The stinky boy has adventures, heart and perseverance, it's so smooth, I need to give him some frustration education..."

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In the endless chattering, Lou Cheng finished rubbing the bruises and swellings on Yan Zoke's arms and hands, left the seat, squatted in front of the girl, and pointed to her calf:

"Should be there too?"

Yan Zheke bit her lip and made a low "um".

Lou Cheng took up her trouser legs, and carefully faded them up, fearing that they might touch the girl’s pain, then took a peek at her beautifully-lined, white and tender legs, distinguished the bruises, and held them with one hand. The calf, one hand rubbed the ointment with moderate strength, only to feel that the skin on the girl's legs was moist and delicate, like fat, and she was reluctant to let it go.

Looking at him in a very difficult squatting posture, feeling his tenderness and care, Yan Zoke's eyes dizzy, wondering if he should change his posture to make him more convenient.

Put your foot on the bench? No, this posture is so ugly and rude...

Put your feet on Orange’s knees and raise your calves so he doesn’t have to bend over? But, how dirty the soles are, if you really want to do this, you have to take off your shoes...

Suddenly, Yan Zike was embarrassed, and finally gave up the idea and decided to adopt a posture of sitting with her knees. She was waiting to speak, but when she heard the bathroom door open, Li Mao’s footsteps came over. So he hurriedly tucked up the drooping hair, posing as if sitting upright.

Li Mao has become accustomed to the show affection between the two, and took a look:

"Orange, Yan Zoke, see you at half past six!"

"Okay, see you later!" Lou Cheng turned around and waved his hand, watching Li Mao open the door and walk out.

Kang Dang! The locker room door closed on its own, re-isolating the inside and outside.

"Okay, change one." Lou Cheng put down the trousers of Yan Zoke's left leg inch by inch to avoid sticking to the ointment.

Immediately afterwards, he took up the trousers of the girl's right leg, fine-tuned the body's center of gravity, maintained a squatting posture that made him feel awkward, and carefully and slowly applied ointment to loosen the bruise.

Kneading, he only felt unusually quiet around him, and the sound outside the locker room seemed to be coming from the sky.

Only Me and Yan Zhe are left in the locker room?

Only the two of us?

Wake up to this point and hear the girl's long and thin breathing, Lou Cheng feels the tenderness of the skin under his hands more and more, and suddenly he feels a little worried.

In the locker room that was so quiet as if forgotten by the world, he was suddenly awakened by a slightly heavy breath, after carefully aftertaste, he realized that it was his own!

The girl's breath seemed to be influenced by herself, and it also vaguely accelerated.

He breathed, a little inexplicable atmosphere was brewing, Lou Cheng once again had dry mouth, strangely nervous, only felt that the girl’s leg muscles seemed to be soft, but in fact they contained amazing elasticity. This is a long-term The harvest brought by martial arts training, every time you press, it is a wonderful enjoyment.

He heard Yan Zheke’s breathing getting lower and thinner, as if trying to restrain it, but the more so, the more it looked like a feather, gently, continuously, leaning on his heart.

Lou Cheng's hands slowed down for some time, and they didn't seem to be rubbing bruises anymore.

Yan Zheke suddenly whispered in the empty space around:

"Oranges..."

This shuddering cry made Lou Cheng's heart tremble, and suddenly raised his head, seeing the girl with watery eyes and blushing cheeks, and the middle man was drunk.

"What..." Lou Cheng swallowed hard for some reason, and felt Yan Zheke's body trembling slightly.

While he was speaking, Yan Zoke put his hands on his shoulders, bent his back, blushing, and leaned closer:

"I'm not thanking..."

She closed her eyes suddenly, held her breath, and pecked at the corner of Lou Cheng's mouth.

Lou Cheng was stunned, watching the girl shyly backward, like a frightened white rabbit trying to avoid, suddenly the blood surged, his back straightened, he rushed over and hugged him. Live, and kissed Yan Zheke's delicate lips.

Yan Zheke struggled instinctively, his head flickered, causing Lou Cheng to kiss her cheek only.

But with the kiss, she suddenly became quiet, closed her eyes, and slid her hands weakly, grabbing Lou Cheng's clothes.

Lou Cheng kissed the girl's cheek, then kissed again, kissed again, only to feel that the elasticity was smooth and soft, and it was much better than the skin on the arms and legs.

He dried his lips, kissed one by one, and moved to Yan Zheke's watery pink lips, getting closer and closer.

Finally, he couldn't bear it, he took a kiss, and put the upper and lower lips into his mouth.

Yan Zheke's hand holding his shirt suddenly stiffened, and there seemed to be a thin sigh in his throat, then he softened his body and leaned towards Lou Cheng, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Lou Cheng thinks that the girl's lips are like thin, sweet orange petals, sometimes sucking, sometimes using the tongue to outline the lip line, not letting go of every bit of good taste, and the kiss is mesmerized.

Occasionally, he would separate the girl’s lips, counting her teeth, tasting some sweetness, but he didn’t use skillfulness to force the separation, but after feeling the girl’s teeth clenched, he took the initiative to give up, waiting for One day she "opened the door" by herself.

I don't know how long it has been, Yan Zuke suddenly retracted his lips, panted, and gave him a charming and charming look:

"You want to suffocate me..."

The two of them pressed their cheeks together, Lou Cheng realized what it means to exhale, panting because of excitement, and smiling: "You can't breathe through your nose?"

Isn't this instinct?

"Huh, who looks like you!" Yan Zhe hummed.

I like to kiss while holding my breath.

Seeing her eyes are watery, her cheeks are red, and her pink lips are covered with a layer of gorgeous water, Lou Cheng couldn't help kissing again, and once again held the two seductive lips.

This time, he stopped gorging himself, savoring the girl's bit by bit, put his hands on the girl's back, and gently stroked and swam.

Parting and kissing, parting and kissing, once, twice, and three times, Yan Zike finally pushed him away, panting, and sternly said:

"We should go back!"

If this continues, I really don’t know what will happen!

"Go back?" Lou Cheng said a little disappointedly, "How nice and clean here, and no one else is watching~IndoMTL.com~It's a rare dating venue!

Yan Zheke wiped her lips, turned to look to the side and said:

"Hmph, don't give the pervert a chance to make mistakes!"

Speaking of this, she saw Lou Cheng's loss out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly softened her voice and said:

"I still have a lot of things to do. I can put my homework in the evening, but I have to take advantage of the sun to dry the quilt, wash my clothes, and organize the bedroom."

"Okay." Lou Cheng felt the girl's timidity, so he no longer insisted. He was so satisfied with kissing so many times!

He glanced at Yan Zheke, then laughed suddenly:

"But I can't go back right away, I have to wait."

"Why?" Yan Zike asked dumbly.

"The way you are now..." Lou Cheng reminded her with a smile, and there was an invisible love in his eyes.

Yan Zike took out her phone questioningly and took a picture with the screen as a mirror. Under the dark tones, her lips were scaryly red, and the blush of her cheeks was extremely clear. It looks like a lot of "love"!

"Big pervert!" She beat the building in annoyance, "By the way, you haven't finished kneading yet, continue!"

Lou Cheng smiled, squatted again, rubbing Yan Zoke's bruise on his right leg again, and sometimes raised his head to look at the girl, only to see that she kept biting her lower lip, quietly looking at herself in shame Although he didn't speak, his beautiful eyes with clear black and white contained a lot.

The locker room is quiet again, but unlike the pink quiet just now, this time it is like Pinghu in the night, peaceful and quiet.

Lou Cheng suddenly remembered a song and remembered a sentence of lyrics:

"When I was seventeen years old, I kissed him on the face and thought I could stay with him forever..."

For the first time in his life at the age of nineteen, he felt forever. (To be continued.)


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