A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Thank you, classmate, let's talk."

Xie Lingxuan leaned lazily on the chair, put his long legs on the table, took out a pack of cigarettes from his schoolbag, took one out of his mouth, and took out a lighter with the other hand.

"What to talk about."

His unhurried tone, with a hint of laziness and casualness, was already a blatant provocation. Shu Ange snatched Xie Lingxuan's lighter, pushed his legs off the table, and said with a stern face, "Tan Let’s talk about the student code and the basic literacy of respecting teachers and Taoism.”

"Quality?"

Xie Lingxuan took out the cigarette from his lips, played with it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed the tobacco out, the faint smell of tobacco permeated the air.

"I don't think the teacher seems to have figured out one thing. I don't need any life guidance, let alone constraints."

"It's not a constraint, it's a responsibility."

The classroom was empty, and the birds were chirping and singing outside the window. Xie Lingxuan's pale golden pupils seemed to hide a deep universe. He looked at Shu Ange without hesitation, ignoring her at all.

His tie was the same as when we first met, hanging loosely around his neck, and the collar of his shirt was crumpled from sleeping.

Just when Xie Lingxuan thought that Shu Ange would be aggrieved with red eyes, or leave in spite of difficulties, she suddenly spoke and said something that surprised him.

"Taekwondo, a match?"

Xie Lingxuan has practiced taekwondo, and it happens that the original owner also practiced, and both of them are black belts.

"I don't compare myself to women."

Xie Lingxuan pulled his tie, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Because losing to a woman is particularly embarrassing?"

Shu Ange also smiled, and the sarcasm in his smile was no less than that of Xie Lingxuan. He put away his long legs, leaned slightly, and stared at Shu Ange intently: "If you lose, don't worry about me in the future."

"Deal, if you win, you have to promise me one thing."

"Oh, I hope you don't regret challenging me when you appear in front of everyone with a bruised nose and a swollen face."

"Let's go, don't talk nonsense, we see the real chapter, and now go to the Taekwondo gym."

Xie Lingxuan stretched his waist, hooked the strap of his schoolbag lazily, and walked towards the gym following Shu Ange.

The confrontation between the two is not at all suspenseful in his opinion. He has seen many women who, because of their beauty, are naturally cared for and loved by everyone, and finally pampered.

Xie Lingxuan lazily followed behind Shu Ange, he had reminded her, don't expect him to be merciful later.

There was no class in the Taekwondo gym this time, so Shu Ange asked the management for the key, opened the door of the activity room, and Xie Lingxuan walked in one after the other.

"Do you want to change into a Taekwondo uniform?"

Shu Ange took out the new taekwondo uniform from the closet and raised his head to ask Xie Lingxuan.

"I have got."

He strode into the locker room, Shu Ange smiled, walked into the women's locker room and put on a brand new ceremonial uniform.

The new taekwondo uniform was tied with a yellow belt. Shu Ange tied the belt, tied his hair again, and walked out of the locker room. Xie Lingxuan, who was wearing a pure white uniform and a black belt, was leaning against the mirror with his arms folded.

The moment he saw Shu Ange, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then it turned into mockery.

"Yellow belt... What rank are you?"

"Seventh dan black belt, no gi, let's get started."

In fact, Shu Ange doesn't like taekwondo very much. The world loves martial arts only if it is fast. Taekwondo roars and roars every day, but it reduces the sensitivity of speed.

But Xie Lingxuan is good at taekwondo. If she wants to convince him, she must start from what he is best at.

"Do you need to wear head guards, body guards, crotch guards, arm guards and leg guards?"

Xie Lingxuan scrutinized Shu Ange from head to toe. Her slender waist, her arms like lotus roots, and her slender and fragile neck like a white swan made him feel that as long as she twisted hard, her life would be in danger. illusion.

"No, do you need it? I don't like to compete according to the rules. Why don't we compete at will?"

Shu Ange moved his wrists, twisted his waist and neck, and hooked his fingers towards Xie Lingxuan.

"You decide."

Although Xie Lingxuan didn't have the idea of ​​pity Xiangxiyu, but seeing Shu Ange as a weak and weak one, he was too embarrassed to take action first.

He took a step back, put on a defensive stance, raised his chin at Shu Ange, and motioned for her to go first.

Shu Ange was rude, first kicked a roundhouse kick, then shouted and rushed towards Xie Lingxuan.

Xie Lingxuan only felt that Shu Ange's movements were extremely slow, and even suspected that she was a taekwondo black sect, and she was a bit of a rival in love mentally.

Just when he was about to meet Xie Lingxuan, Shu Ange suddenly forcibly changed his trajectory, and slipped his feet around the smooth floor to get behind him.

Xie Lingxuan didn't expect Shu Ange to do such a thing, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around and raised his fist to block.

Taking advantage of Xie Lingxuan raising his fist, Shu Ange changed his figure again and came behind him.

No matter how Xie Lingxuan changed positions, Shu Ange could break through his line of defense as soon as possible, so that he could not touch the corner of her clothes.

After the duel lasted for several rounds, Xie Lingxuan became impetuous, and his shots were out of proportion. Shu Ange seized the opportunity and kicked him in the leg.

With Shu Ange under control, Xie Lingxuan's face turned pale instantly after being kicked, whether it was because of pain or shame.

"Assigned."

Shu Ange took a step back, and smiled sweetly at Xie Lingxuan, hooking his fingers: "Come again!"

Xie Lingxuan let out a low roar and attacked Shu Ange with sharp eyes, no longer intending to underestimate the enemy. After taking his opponent seriously, he found that she was more powerful than he thought.

The two of you fought back and forth for a while. Shu Ange found the right moment and kicked Xie Lingxuan's knee first, then went around behind him, grabbed his arm with his backhand, and forced him to the ground.

Xie Lingxuan suffered from knee pain, and was suddenly controlled by Shu Ange, forced to stick to the ground, gritted his teeth and felt humiliated.

After a fierce fight, Shu Ange was also tired and panting. She turned Xie Lingxuan over with force, put her hand on his arm, and sat on his body, her brows raised proudly: "I won!"

Xie Lingxuan looked up at Shu Ange, her taekwondo uniform spread out during the fight, revealing a touch of fair skin, her beautiful face seemed to have been dyed with rouge, and even the crystal sweat had a faint fragrance.

When the two of them were fighting just now, her body was as hard as steel, and when she straddled him, she was weak as a willow.

She clamped his arm with her wrist, so that he couldn't move, and her whole body was very close to him. Xie Lingxuan, who rarely had physical contact with women, suddenly felt a strange throbbing in his body after his anger.

A woman's scent, a soft body, a face more beautiful than an angel...

(Meow, I always feel that women are superior to men and Susu is inferior. Oh, what did Lan Qiao say~~)