"Your kissing skills suck."

One sentence directly broke Miyano Miwa's guard. There was a slight flush on his face. He glared fiercely and then turned around and entered the locker room.

"He's obviously a newbie, but he has to pretend to be an old man."

A smile appeared on Fuyukawa Che's lips, turned around and entered the dressing room to start changing clothes.

I have to say that this judo gym is quite high-end. There are locker rooms per person, and there are saunas and hot springs in the shower rooms.

However, these things are not very attractive to Fuyukawa Che, who was once a southerner. In fact, because he went to the north on a business trip in his last life, he was turned over and over by the bath master, and the painful experience of having his balls rubbed was so painful that he still has it. I dare not step into a bathhouse in the north again.

After simply changing into Muay Thai shorts, putting on bandages and gloves, he came to the practice room.

It's time for work and school now, and the quality of this gym is quite high. There is no one in the practice room now, except for the female judo master who just received her, kneeling next to her.

"The tatami is quite soft."

Tapping his toes on the slightly soft tatami, Fuyukawa Che tested his strength and looked at the female judoka next to him, "Do you have protective gear here?"

"Protective gear? Please wait a moment. I'll get it right away."

Glancing at Fuyukawa Che's six-pack abs, the female judoka shifted her gaze and stood up to get the protective gear.

What a handsome guy.

To be honest, as a coach in a place like the gym, she has seen many men with good figures, but there are still very few young men as handsome, muscular and successful as Cheru Fuyukawa.

Fuyukawa Che naturally didn't care what the passerby thought. He just stretched and put on the protective gear.

Protective gear is the kind of red and blue foam armor you see on TV.

Protective gear is generally used during sparring. After all, adults who often practice fighting, wrestling and Sanda are very lethal with every punch and kick. Without protective gear, they are easily injured.

It's just that Fuyukawa Cheru wore this thing not to protect himself, but to avoid getting hurt by Miyano Miwa.

In this case, he didn't need to wear headgear and chest protectors, just put on leggings. When he just put on the leggings, the sound of his white little feet stepping on the floor was also transmitted to his cochlea.

After adjusting his leggings, Fuyukawa Che looked up, and at this sight, he was stunned.

I saw a sexy and beautiful woman wearing a white judo uniform, with her bare white feet walking onto the tatami.

After putting on her judo uniform, Miyano Miwa looks very attractive.

Her waterfall-like long black hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, revealing her delicate and charming fair face. This bun made her cold and sharp temperament much more restrained, and instead gave her a little more that didn't suit her personality. The weirdness of age.

Under the swan-white neck is a huge snow mountain wrapped in a V-neck judo uniform, with a plump belly, and under the black ribbon are two plump thighs.

Normally, most women with good figures, although they are more comfortable when held intimately, sometimes they still make people feel a little bloated, but Miyano Miwa is different.

She is 1.68 meters tall and has good body proportions. She has long legs and a short body. Her two plump thighs make her look thin from a distance and fleshy from a close look.

The figure of a beautiful woman, coupled with the sense of purity due to the round hair, the two temperaments appeared on Miyano Miwai at the same time. Fuyukawa Che was stunned at the sight, feeling the desire in his eyes, and the corner of Miyano Miwa's mouth Bringing up a proud smile.

I am still very charming!

He also said that my kissing skills are not good, so I will charm you to death!

He was proud in his heart, but Miyano Miwa didn't show it at all on his face. He just coughed and glanced at Fuyukawa Che's abdominal muscles secretly. Then he looked at the leggings and frowned slightly: "Why are you wearing protective gear?"

Fuyukawa Che moved his eyes away from her white feet, "I'm afraid I'll be kicked to death."

".Stop looking down on others!"

She didn't expect Fuyukawa Che to be so annoying when she opened her mouth. Miyano Miwa was trembling with anger and was too lazy to beep with this annoying man any more. She moved forward and backward and stepped forward to grab her shoulder, but she just rushed in front of Fuyukawa Che. One step away, "whoosh"!

The right foot wearing a red leggings was like a battle axe, and it swiped hard at her waist!

"Not very fast, another line-changing kick?!"

Miyano Miwa put her hands on her waist and prepared to connect her legs, but at the same time, her whole body was on guard, ready to be prepared for Fuyukawa Teru's legs to change alignment, but the next second "bang"!

"Caught the live nito?!"

Grasping Fuyukawa Che's right leg with both hands around her waist, a hint of joy flashed in Miyano Miting's eyes, and she used the strength to prepare for a comeback, but...

"He's too powerful."

He grabbed his right foot, but with a muffled sound, in the eyes of the female judoka next to him, Miyano Miwa was directly swept diagonally by Fuyukawa Teru's whip, her whole body was like an abandoned doll. , fell heavily on the tatami, and just as she was about to get up, Fuyukawa Che's squat right straight fist came to her eyes.

"Your reaction is quick, but your strength is too weak."

A smile appeared at the corner of Fuyukawa Che's lips, and his snare-covered right fist gently hooked Miyano Miwa's chin.

It was a very intimate move, but this time it completely annoyed Miyano Miwa, "Shut up!"

Angry and humiliated, she got up and used a stepping whip kick, but it was of no use. The whip kick was very lethal, but the consequences of opening and closing it widely would reveal more flaws.

Just sweep your ankles.

His eyes glanced at Miyano Miwa's supporting leg, but in the flash of lightning, Fuyukawa Che did not move, but tightened his left arm to block the whipping leg.

Seeing this scene, the female judoka next to her frowned. Not only her, but Miyano Miwa also frowned. She is a black belt in judo, how could she not see that Fuyukawa Teru was cheating?

But this did not make her happy, but made her even more unhappy.

Do you think I'm a woman, so you let me go?

Hey, he's no different from those brainless arrogant men!

Miyano Miwa's eyes turned cold, and she began to sweep her legs one by one to compete with each other. In the end, when Fuyukawa Cheru didn't fight back at all, she started to shoot left and right!

"Pah, pah, pah, pah—"

The sound of the insteps and arms hitting each other resounded in the practice room, and as time passed by, Miyano Miwa's face began to flush with excitement as her body was fully moved.

The winner has not been decided yet, why should you underestimate me? !

Just because I'm a woman? !

I was unhappy, enjoying this one-sided "suppression", but I always felt that something was missing. Miyano Miwa's eyes were very complicated as she kept sweeping her legs, but at this moment, "pop-".

Under the stunned gaze of Miyano Miba, the right whip leg she swept out was clamped again, but this time Fuyukawa Teru did not let go of the leg directly, but clamped the fair and plump long leg with both fists and pushed forward vigorously. .

"ah--"

The force was very strong, and Miyano Mitei, who was sweeping so well, was caught off guard and was pushed back several steps.

"It seems that unilateral suppression cannot completely relax you."

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