Chapter 18 I like big breasts
But the more Ye Qingzhou abandoned her, the more Yun Shanshan became unwilling to let go of him.
In her heart, it was clear that the boy in front of her had been so submissive to her in the past, coming and going as she called him, so why should he not be her licking dog now?
If you say you don't want to lick, then you won't. Have you asked me for my opinion?
It’s so irresponsible to have no perseverance and perseverance!
Bah, scumbag!
Of course, what makes Yun Shanshan most unwilling is that Ye Qingzhou has shown the potential to become a professional martial artist. Faced with such a hot potential stock, she does not want to miss it no matter what.
"Ye Qingzhou."
"Say something quickly."
"Shall we go back to the past?"
"Not good."
"Why? Is it because I rejected your confession?"
"No."
"What is that?"
"The main thing is that I like big breasts."
Ye Qingzhou looked serious. After all, as a man, what's wrong with liking older people?
"You!"
Yun Shanshan was so angry that her chest almost swelled and her lungs were about to burst with anger. She was first-rate in both appearance and temperament, and she was good at everything, but her only shortcoming was that she was too ordinary.
In the end, Ye Qingzhou took this as an excuse!
What a despicable, shameless, stingy, vulgar, superficial and heartless scumbag!
Ye Qingzhou didn't bother to pay attention to Yun Shanshan's thoughts at the moment, and his tone was very impatient: "If you want to learn martial arts in the future, just come to me with money, a thousand yuan a minute, and I will teach you and teach you. You will not be bullied. If you don’t have money, just go somewhere cool and don’t waste my time, understand?”
After saying that, he left straight away, leaving Yun Shanshan alone in the same place messy in the wind.
A few minutes later, Ye Qingzhou walked into the classroom of Class 7 and sat in his seat under the spotlight, taking steps that he would not recognize.
"Brother Zhou, where is your math homework? Lend me a copy."
"Didn't do it."
"What the hell? Why are you so crazy? What did you do last night? You didn't even do your homework? Do you still look like a student?"
Huang Liwen looked like he had seen a ghost. After all, the former "Ye Qingzhou" was a well-known boy in the class, and his homework was always completed on time.
"Practice your sword."
Ye Qingzhou spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if that was the way it should be.
"Practice sword? Up sword or down sword?"
"Huh, do you want to try the dog-fighting sword technique?"
Huang Liwen was about to get high, but then he remembered the scene yesterday when Ye Qingzhou snatched away Xu Yuebing's sword with his bare hands, and he suddenly gave up: "Huh, a gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands. I am a civilized person, no. Just like you.”
Just as the two were making jokes, the 'know-it-all' Nong Pengming sat in front of Ye Qingzhou with a smirk on his face: "Okay, Old Ye, you are a real person and don't show your face."
Ye Qingzhou was surprised when he heard this: "How do you know that my wind style has been mastered?"
Nong Pengming, who was a million miles away from even being a beginner, turned pale after hearing these words and felt very unhappy: "Damn, who asked you this? I'm talking about Xu Yuebing! Does Xu Yuebing understand?"
"Huh? Why mention her?"
"Are you still pretending to be with me?"
Nong Pengming raised his slender eyebrows: "You are so secretive, how did you get Xu Yuebing? As far as I know, there are a lot of boys chasing her in our No. 1 Middle School, but she has always rejected them. Thousands of miles away, I didn’t expect that even the ice fairy’s ten thousand years of ice would be melted by your fiery passion.”
"Rumors." Ye Qingzhou rolled his eyes and leaned back on the chair, too lazy to explain.
But how could Nong Pengming believe it?
"She even gave you the Feishuang Sword that never left her hand. What is this if it's not a token of love? Now the fact that you and her have a private life-long contract has been spread in the school. We are all classmates, so you should be satisfied. I'm just curious, tell me how you managed to catch Bai Yueguang from our No. 1 Middle School."
"???"
Ye Qingzhou had a question mark on his forehead: "Wait a minute, how did this spread?"
"Brother Wen said that."
"!!!"
Huang Liwen, who was copying his homework, turned around and smiled proudly at Ye Qingzhou: "Yes, I betrayed you again."
"Can't you do something reliable? Leave this mess behind."
Ye Qingzhou gave him a look of disgust, and then began to close his eyes to rest. The most important thing now was the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, and he had to race against time to prepare.
During the last two classes in the morning, Ye Qingzhou was practicing swordplay alone on the edge of the playground.
He was fully focused and ignored the strange looks from the people around him. He was immersed in the deduction of the finishing touch of swordsmanship and wind power.
Yesterday's Luo Ying Shen Sword gave him great inspiration. Combining the finishing touch of power generation techniques with the wind's inner breath breathing method is obviously very promising. With a little optimization, the power of the sword energy must be even greater. Can reach higher levels.
And just as Ye Qingzhou was focusing on improving his sword moves, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the playground, and his menacing posture quickly attracted everyone's attention.
This man was two meters tall, with dark skin, thick hair, and a fat body like a silverback gorilla. However, when he walked, he gave people an unconventional feeling of lightness, dexterity, and flying speed.
It can be summed up in five words - fat, but flexible.
"It's Hou Fei!"
"What's he doing here?"
"They must be here to trouble Ye Qingzhou. I heard that Hou Fei has been pursuing Xu Yuebing, but he was rejected."
"He looks like a chimpanzee from China. Even if Xu is blind, he won't be able to look down on him."
"Now there's something good to watch."
As the chief of the track and field club of the fighting center, Hou Fei is the "flying kick" among the five kings of "sword, fist, palm and kick" in Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.
Don't think that he is inflexible just because he is a big man. In fact, Hou Fei not only walks as fast as flying, but is faster than a galloping horse. His kicking skills are also top-notch, and he is especially good at chain flying kicks. I don't know how many powerful opponents he has kicked away in the ring. .
As one of Xu Yuebing's many suitors, Hou Fei was known throughout the school for his ugly appearance and rough personality. Seeing him running to the playground where the sophomore class was taking physical education class with a murderous look on his face, there must be nothing good going on.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Liwen quickly ran to inform Ye Qingzhou: "Zhu Tou Ye, the wind is blowing hard."
At this time, Ye Qingzhou was sitting cross-legged under the shade of a tree, surrounded by fallen leaves. He was calm and calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation: "Quiet, I am practicing my sword."
"Damn it, Hou Fei is about to kill me, and he's so stupid!"
Huang Liwen suddenly became anxious when he saw Ye Qingzhou still sitting still.
And just when he was about to step forward and pull Ye Qingzhou, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind him: "You are Ye Qingzhou!"
Hou Fei is indeed a "flying kicker", and his movement skills are astonishingly fast.
I saw him with a ferocious smile on his face, clenching his fists loudly, and striding towards Ye Qingzhou.
Huang Liwen glanced at Hou Fei's tendons, then looked back at Ye Qingzhou's thin figure, and suddenly felt despair: "It's over, it's over, I'm afraid today's beating of pig head leaves is over."
Just when Hou Fei's smile became more and more ferocious and everyone thought Ye Qingzhou was going to suffer, Ye Qingzhou moved.
(End of chapter)