After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 797 Big Brother’s Tyrant Rule

Nan Song quietly transformed into a little expert in showing off her husband, praising her husband but not wanting to offend her eldest brother.

Besides, Luo Junheng was still angry. She didn't want to get burned, so she quickly added: "As powerful as her elder brother!" 】

Facing her compliment, it took a while before Luo Junheng replied: [So-so. 】

So-so?

Nan Song's nose was almost twisted with anger. Do you, a crooked nut, know what this word means?Just dare to use it randomly.

She didn't care what her elder brother said, in short, Lao Yugan was the coolest in her mind.

No one can compare.

With Yu Jinwen training with her, Nan Song finally felt her second brother's happiness. When she was doing sit-ups, Yu Jinwen held her legs. When Nan Song did sit-ups, he would reward her with a kiss. That disgusting thing... the whole family was happy. I can't bear to look at them and want to throw these two people out!
Ji Yun was stimulated and immediately shouted, "Brother Cheng, come and lie down, I'm going to do push-ups!"

Which couple can't kiss anymore?

He wants too!
Cheng Xian seemed to be still remembering the previous grudge against Ji Yun for touching Yu Jinwen's body. His expression was unclear and he just said one word, "No."

Um?He was actually rejected by Brother Cheng?

Ji Yun suddenly felt very humiliated. Although Cheng Xian spoke in a very low voice and no one heard it, everyone heard his heroic words. If Cheng Xian did not cooperate, then Ji Xiaosi would be in trouble in the Rose Garden in the future. How else to gain a foothold?

"Brother Cheng~" Ji Yun pressed close to Cheng Xian, whispered into his ear: "Husband, please cooperate."

Cheng Xian glanced at him lightly, "I really like other men's figures. Just go and play with other men. What else do you want me to do?"

"..."

Ji Yun felt a strong sense of jealousy, as if he was soaked in a vinegar vat, the kind of Shanxi mature vinegar.

He is also capable. Cheng Xian, a man who has rarely been jealous in 800 years, can always be provoked by him.

Isn't it him who suffers in the end?

Alas, it’s just your own fault that you can’t live with...

Ji Yun Youyou lamented his fate, knowing that he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around when he went back, but at home it was easy to say anything, and he didn't have to do it for the sake of his face, but not outside, where he had to protect his rights as a member of the Ji family. Dignity, don't embarrass his old Ji!
"I was wrong, husband~" Ji Yun lay softly in Cheng Xian's ear, his voice was soft and waxy, "Who has a better figure than yours? I can't stop loving your figure. Let's go back tonight and sing Once "Eighteen~Touch" comes out, you can touch it however you want, okay?"

He coaxed him softly, but seeing that Cheng Xian was still a little indifferent, Ji Yun almost put his hand into his clothes and was grabbed.

Cheng Xian turned his head and saw Ji Yunhu's fluffy deer eyes, looking at him innocently and piously.

No matter how unhappy she was, being looked at by him like this made her lose her temper.

Cheng Xian sighed secretly in his heart, "Lie down, right? Come on."

He led Ji Yun over and pushed him down on the yoga mat. Ji Yun panicked and shouted, "No, I'm on top..."

Ji Yun tilted his head and saw that everyone was looking towards them, looking at his excitement as if they were gloating at his misfortune.

His face and body suddenly turned red. Ji Yun gritted his teeth and used the opportunity to get Cheng Xian to the mat, and he lay on it.

While doing push-ups, he pecked Cheng Xian's lips again and again.

This is my first time playing a game like this.

The two people's breathing was intertwined, and their faces were very close. He could clearly see the contours and lines of his face. Almost every bit of it was the look he liked. Ji Yun couldn't hold on for too long. As he continued to do it one by one, he breathed It also became more and more urgent, like panting after being extremely tired.Cheng Xian's eyes became darker and darker.

If this wasn't at the training ground, if it wasn't outside, if it wasn't in front of so many people, he would have...!
When Ji Yun reached 100, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down, lying on Cheng Xian's body.

"Ah, I can't do it anymore, I'm exhausted..."

Cheng Xian hugged him, turned him over, and propped himself on top of him, "You take a rest, and I'll do it instead."

Then he did the same thing, this time Ji Yun didn't need to put in any effort, he just had to lie there quietly, waiting to be kissed.

It was still so comfortable, Ji Yun giggled happily.

Bai Luyu, who witnessed everything: "..."

This world is really unfriendly to singles!

Attack from both sides, how about he leave?

***
With the blessing of coach Yu and sparring partner, Nan Song completed the afternoon training plan very smoothly, and also conducted another round of tests. The physical fitness coefficient has risen to more than 8 points. Finally, he can watch, and Quan Yeqian is also on the test. At 8 minutes, the two people immediately sent a message to Luo Junheng.

Luo Junheng finally paid attention to them, but his words were not very nice.

He babbled in English, which probably meant: Your scores are rising so fast because your grades were so poor before.It will be difficult to rise further, so don't be complacent and keep practicing.Since I’m having so much fun practicing, I might as well set the goal higher, maybe 8.5 points.

One sentence was like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing Nan Song and Quan Yeqian to shout simultaneously: "Watt???!!!"

It was 8.3 before, but now it’s 8.5?
This really wants their lives!
Don't they know that the higher they go up, the harder it will be, and that it will be very difficult to return to their previous level within a month and continue to rise?
Nan Song couldn't bear it anymore, so he made a video call and looked at his eldest brother's face, "I protest! How can there be such a sudden change?"

Quan Yeqian didn't dare to show his face. He only dared to stand outside the screen and echoed Nan Song in a low voice, "That's right."

"Don't accept it?" Luo Junheng's face was calm and confident, "Then it will be 8.7 points."

The result of the protest is that the target will rise instead of falling.

Nan Song and Quan Yeqian couldn't help but widen their eyes. They couldn't believe what they heard. Nan Song said angrily: "You are Fa~xi~si!"

"Isn't it enough?" Luo Junheng added more words lightly, "Then..."

"Enough is enough!"

Quan Yeqian couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly took the phone from Nan Song, looked at the elder brother in the video, and said with a smile: "Brother, please spare us, just as you said, 8.5 points, me and Xiao Liu must practice hard and strive to reach the level you want."

"It's not a struggle, it's a certainty."

Luo Junheng said he was right and never gave them room to bargain, "And it's not 8.5 points, it's 8.7 points."

He gently raised his eyes, his blue eyes shining with majesty.

"Didn't that little thing say I'm Francesca? Then I'll do it once and let her see it."

Nan Song: "..."

So is it too late to kneel down and beg for mercy?

(End of this chapter)