Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Body contact, not only the wrist, from the inside of the thigh has to be waist, instantly covered by another layer of temperature. The blood under her skin began to flow rapidly, as if uncontrollable. The even breath in her ear almost took away the calmness on her face.

I can't believe you are such a marshal!

There is only one sentence left in Leng Yiyao's mind

Late night surprise attack is even if, in her step into the "white Ze", the whole world feel that they have peeped into the amazing things, did not expect, will be "personally" taught by this man!

"Pay attention!" The calm looking Homer glanced at her with interest in her eyes. He never gets close to a woman. On the one hand, no one can get into his eyes. On the other hand, he can't stand all kinds of fragrances in other people's bodies. In his heart, women who love perfume on their bodies are not confident of their own body, but she is different. Looking from afar, her body can emit a kind of awe. Mingming sometimes loves to open a pair of moist eyes, and he pretends to be naive, but she doesn't know that her eyes, as long as they are quiet and sink down, make people want to go to the end.

When he had finished this sentence, he stopped speaking. Instead, he directly clasped her right hand and thrust forward.

The air seems to be suddenly drawn out an arc, the cold sword tip exudes unspeakable beauty, in that strange light, it actually reflects a dazzling light.

Leng Yiyao almost subconsciously relaxes his body, and his limbs stretch freely with his movements.

This is a feeling different from her own actions. I thought that she would be manipulated by him like a puppet. However, she seemed to be able to clearly perceive his fingertips, his contacts, his breathing, and even his heartbeat at this moment.

Suddenly the sword in her hand was so light that she felt a sense of pleasure. The palm folded, the cold touch melted and retreated along with his temperature, but she could not help looking at the other side of kendo.

Obviously, he took her just to practice, but it seemed that there was an opponent standing on the opposite side. He could see everything he did.

"The most difference between epee and foil and sabre lies in its simplicity." He tilted his head and looked into the tiny light in her eyes. He could not help but smile and drop his eyes. He said quietly: "the effective range of Epee attack is the whole body. From the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, as long as it is hit by a force of more than 750g, the referee will judge the attack score. In addition, if the two sides hit each other at the same time within a quarter of a second, there is no complicated preemption rule like foil or Sabre to determine which side is effective, but directly determines that each side gets one point. Therefore, all attacks contain a lot of uncertainty because of the possible multiple counterattack ways of the other side. On the contrary, the tactical arrangement of Epee becomes more and more complicated. Whether it is attack or defense, it is full of tactical confusion. Everyone will cover up his action under heavy bedding and deception, and be ready to "take off the first" to win at any time

With his last word falling, Leng Yiyao's fingertips pricked with him in the air. The sound of breaking the air in this empty negative layer is particularly alarming.

"Do you really like fencing?" She felt the gradually clear sense of touch, narrowed her eyes slightly, and imagined what kind of arc she would draw out without the "support" of the man behind her. For a time, the corners of her lips were slightly lifted, and the light in her eyes became more and more hot.

However, hemer did not directly answer her, "fencing is just like all other games in the world. There are always opponents against you. No matter what the process is, only when you come and I give everything to get the final result. It looks elegant, but in fact it contains many traps. If you can't do it again, you won't have a chance to turn it over. " He pauses for a moment, and his last sentence has a slight voice, which has no profound meaning: "in the final analysis, no matter how noble the movement is, it's just a cruel reality.".

What he meant was entirely in the middle of the story.

Leng Yiyao stopped at the foot of a stop, one did not pay attention, turned to want to speak, who knows, the distance between the two people because of her action suddenly reduced.

When they meet each other, they have a meal at the same time.