Chapter 312

Chen Wulong stripped yekaterina in twos and threes.

Yekaterina looked at the other party and unconsciously put her palm on her left chest and asked, "brother Aaron, this is called touching the bone?"

Chen Wulong looked at her royal highness like a big white ram. She felt the full stretch of her fingers and swallowed her mouth. She said, "listen to your hard work, first you need to master the structure of the human body, but Princess your highness, I feel that you are somewhat difficult to grasp... We have to come slowly..."

Yekaterina said, "brother Aaron, I don't think you want to practice with me. You just greedy for my body, right?"

Chen Wulong feigned anger and said, "no, we'll start practicing now!"

Then she pushed yekaterina down on her sleeping bag and groped on her snow-white body with her big hand.

"Oh, how itchy... How itchy..." cried yekaterina.

Chen Wulong leaned over and kissed her to stop her cry, and then said, "don't cry. We're practicing martial arts. If you call it like this, people will misunderstand that we're doing bad things..."

Yekaterina smiled and said, "you are doing bad things..."

Pop!

Chen Wulong slapped the girl on her snow tender and plump round hip, and then touched her.

The two people touched and touched. Yekaterina fainted and Chen Wulong fainted. It was hot for a moment. The air in the narrow tent space was ambiguous. Something seemed to flow out of her body, like an overflowing spring

To tell the truth, CHEN Ye's two movements are not big. They have deliberately suppressed them, but the forest at night is too quiet. A little wind and grass can pass far.

Yu pomelo lay in Yu Yue's arms and asked, "Dad, what's that sound?"

Yu Yue said, "the fox fights... Grapefruit, close your eyes and go to bed. Get up and eat delicious food tomorrow..."

Then he closed her hearing with Zhenyuan Qi and patted her small back with his hand.

After a while, Yu pomelo went to sleep.

But one man couldn't sleep.

Jiang Rou listened to the faint sound and was confused.

She is not as simple as xiaograpefruit. Although her body is pure and without personnel, she is not completely ignorant of men and women.

She can't guess what's going on in that tent over there.

She gradually felt dry mouth, hot body and uncontrollable thoughts.

She thought of Yu Yue treating her foot injury;

She remembered Yu Yue rubbing the fascia for herself;

She thought of Yu Yue giving medicine to her rectum;

She thought of running naked with Yu Yue on the grassland and bathing with Yu Yue in the same pot

Before she knew it, she had put her slender jade hand between her legs, the bright red lips opened slightly, and her legs were clamped very tightly

The next day, when Jiang Rou, Chen Wulong and ye Katerina got up, Yu Yue had finished morning exercise with xiaograpefruit and was making breakfast.

Jiang Rou hurried to help.

Yu Yue looked at her and asked, "Mr. Jiang, you don't look very well. Didn't you have a good rest last night?"

Jiang Rou thought of last night's tossing and turning and some strange fantasies about Yu Yue. She couldn't help but be ashamed. She lowered her head and didn't even dare to look at him. She just gave a slight "um".

Yu pomelo ran over and hugged Jiang Rou's leg.

Jiang Rou gently touched her head and said to her, "good morning, grapefruit!"

Yu pomelo said, "good morning, aunt Rourou!"

After a pause, he said, "did aunt Rourou hear the fox fight last night?"

Jiang Rou was stunned: "Fox... Fight..."

Then he reacted, glanced at Yu Yue, and his pretty face became more red. He murmured, "no... I didn't hear..."

Yu pomelo blinked and asked, "didn't you hear me?"

Jiang Rou said, "no... no..."

Yu pomelo said "Oh" and ran to ask Chen Wulong and yekaterina: "did Uncle and aunt hear the fox fight last night?"

CHEN Ye reacted and both were embarrassed: "didn't... didn't hear..."

Yu pomelo gave a disappointed "Oh" and ran away.

Jiang Rou asked her, "where are you going, grapefruit?"

Yu pomelo ran into the forest and heard a voice: "pomelo, go find the fox..."

Yu Yue and his party decided to set up camp here. They have made it clear that the "Troll market" is nearby, and the opening time is recent. There are three days left, so they will wait here for three days.

In the evening, after dinner, Yu Yue arranged Yu you and Chen Wulong to practice brushing strength.

This time, Chen Wulong was beaten worse because Yu Yue's time to prepare the soup pot was half an hour longer than before.

After the soup, everyone was ready to get into the tent to rest. Yu Yue stopped Chen Wulong and said to him, "don't sleep yet. Stand for a while."

Chen Wulong said, "ah?"

Yu Yue said, "ah, what? Don't you want to strengthen your cultivation? I'll open a small stove for you here. If you don't want to, forget it."

Chen Wulong was embarrassed. He was not sure whether Yu Yue heard what he and yekaterina said in the tent last night.

Seeing Yu Yue turning around to leave, Chen Wulong quickly stopped him: "Mr. Yu, wait a minute, please teach me!"

Although Chen is a child of an aristocratic family and has a playful mind, he has experienced some things and can clearly decide which is more important or less. He greatly admires Mr. Yu's ability. Mr. Yu takes the initiative to open a small stove for him. If he misses the opportunity, he is like water in his head.

Then he said to yekaterina, who stretched out a head from the tent, "Lin, go to bed first. I'll train with Mr. Yu for a while."

Yekaterina pouted and said, "all right."

"There are only two things in Tai Chi, one is stake skill, the other is listening strength. Stake skill is more important than listening strength." Yu Yue asked Chen Wulong to stand at the gun stake. There is a big gun practice method in Tai Chi, which uses the elasticity of more than two meters of gun rod to exercise people's breathing, muscles and bones.

Now there is no gun, it is not easy to make a good big gun.

In ancient times, gun making was very particular. It was first to plant the whole small saplings and trim them at any time. There were no forks or tree scars. After growing up for more than ten years, it was made into a pole, smoked the vein of the tree with wormwood to make it more elastic and tough, and finally installed the gun head.

The weapons made in this way can kill hundreds of people like cutting grass when they are matched with horses and rushed in the battle array.

Yu Yue now asked Chen Wulong to stand on the gun pile, which is to ask him to falsely carry a big gun in his hand and a BMW in his crotch.

The intention is to refine the body.

The meaning comes and the merit comes.

Seeing Chen Wulong standing first, Yu Yue shook his head: "you really didn't learn boxing well before. You can't even stand the foundation pile well."

Chen Wulong was ashamed and speechless.

Yu Yue demonstrated once, took a horse step and held his hands in a virtual way, just like holding a big gun. The tail of the big gun was pressed in his waist without revealing. A sense of killing was born, which made Chen Wulong's heart throb. It seemed that the more Yu didn't do it, he could pierce everything, destroy the city with one shot and kill the dragon with one shot!

I saw his horse steps, not standing there motionless, but his waist and legs rising and falling, just like the breeze blowing the water waves, and like a bumpy horse under him.

With chest and back, head and neck upright, it seems to be lifted by an invisible force, and it seems to be holding something in the air.

Ups and downs, squatting like a galloping horse, flying in the air, empty top, shape and spirit open.

He used his waist strength to cooperate with his arm strength to lift up the invisible gun. The barrel trembled slightly, like a poisonous snake with his head raised. He swam his body constantly, waiting for the opportunity to attack and bite people.

When the gun moved, Yu Yue's whole body rose and fell, and his musculoskeletal fascia was trembling slightly, just like a mighty knight on the ancient battlefield.

This is the perfect gun stake, master's stake skill!

Chen Wulong stared at Yu Yue's gun stake and sighed in his heart, as if the stakes he had stood for more than ten years were a mass of dog shit.