The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 295 Falling Into His Arms

Mo Junting ordered: "Warm up."

Yan Zhixin warmed up according to the usual training method in school.

No matter what time it is, exercising is a good way to divert people's attention. As the warm-up exercise began, her mind calmed down, and she quickly threw away the random thoughts just now.

After the warm-up is over, there is a slight heat in the body.

She stopped, and listened to the man's instructions: "Show me the fighting boxing you learned in school."

Yan Zhixin took a deep breath and obediently obeyed.

In any case, she has practiced for more than three years, her reaction and strength are much better than ordinary people, and a set of fighting punches is also a bit strong.

"Here, the movements are too stiff." Mo Junting watched her movements, frowned slightly, and reached out to pat her, "Relax, otherwise, it will be difficult for you to dodge when the other party attacks."

His strength was not strong, and to her slender waist, it was like being scratched.

Yan Zhixin froze immediately.

"Why are you getting more and more stiff?" Mo Junting's eyes were deep, and he patted lightly again, "I told you to relax. Do you know what relaxation is?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

If you don't shoot me, I can relax immediately!

However, how could she say such words?

Mo Junting frowned: "Why is my whole body so stiff?"

"Wait." Yan Zhixin couldn't stand anymore, and hurriedly shouted to stop, "I'm a little tired, I'll take a rest first, I'll definitely be able to relax in a while."

After speaking, he jumped back two steps, pretending to get a towel to wipe his sweat.

In fact, she was sweating too.

"This level of strength is tiring. How dare you become an anti-drug policeman?" Mo Junting's eyes darkened, his handsome face was a bit stern, and he looked extremely stern. "From today onwards, we must strengthen our physical fitness."

Yan Zhixin nodded, covered her face with a towel and sighed.

After wiping off her sweat and calming down, Yan Zhixin put the towel aside, got up again, and completely practiced the fighting boxing she had learned.

This time, Mo Junting didn't touch her again, he just taught her from a distance.

Yan Zhixin's heart gradually relaxed.

However, the good times don't last long...

"This move is too strong but not flexible enough. It is not suitable for women. You can change it appropriately." When practicing a new move, Mo Junting suddenly approached her, holding her hand from back to front, and gestured, "This way Can perfectly avoid disadvantages.”

Yan Zhixin felt that it was good to teach her hands-on.

But her mind was not right, her scalp exploded in an instant, and she wanted to pull her hand back immediately.

But Mo Junting held it tight, and she couldn't move. Instead, he patted her, and said in a very cold voice, "Study hard!"

Well, she studied hard.

It was just inexplicable, she felt that she was not practicing martial arts, but dancing tango with him.

When she made a move, she was like a mermaid who was thrown out by him, but was brought back into his arms immediately.

It's like experiencing love, he is her leader, he leads her, and lets her go into a world where there is nowhere else to go.

His body exudes a strong aura that belongs to him alone.

She could feel an indescribable emotion rising, electrified and seductive.

He was the one who taught her to fight, but under his actions, it turned into a dangerous game.

Yan Zhixin was a little intoxicated, but felt inexplicably nervous.

Accidentally, her foot stepped on his instep, she couldn't stand stably, and her body threw herself forward.

Mo Junting stretched out his hand to grab her, he was so strong that she fell into his arms.

His handsome face was close at hand, and the eyes under the eyelashes were so deep that they were almost black, but they shone with a kind of flame-like light.

(End of this chapter)