Home, courtyard.
A beautiful woman in plain clothes held a slender branch in her hand and beat a young and handsome man in one-sidedly.
This man and woman are naturally Jingyu and Luo Yan who practice swordsmanship.
Although Luo Yan also holds a branch that is almost the same, he can only be tired of defense. However, you can't defend against such things for a lifetime, especially in sword practice. Once Jingyu seizes the opportunity to suck it, it will hurt a little. After that, the condition will be gone, and the mad whipping will be received.
Luo Yan felt that he was suffering from domestic violence.
The kind that is tragic and cannot fight back.
Stop and stop!
Luo Yan was hit by his butt and thighs several times, and he couldn't help it anymore. He quickly called Jingyu, asking you Jingyu to stop beating.
At this moment, he grinned a little in pain, and kept rubbing his butt with his hands.
I was also a little suspicious.
Did Jingyu teach himself through practicing sword? Who would have just sucked at his butt? This is how is the sword technique practiced?
This is outrageous.
His mother never slapped him like this back then, and at most he was allowed to kneel on the ground and not be allowed to eat.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan grinning in pain and said softly: You should use your feelings to capture it, not just your eyes.
I think so.
But you sucked it again and again, but I wasn't allowed to fight back. Who can handle it?
My brain was almost thrusting, and I was still feeling it. Why would I give me an injection of adrenal hormones to increase the feeling?
Luo Yan complained in anger, but his face was slightly upright. Looking at Jingyu, he suggested seriously: I think practicing swords cannot just defend, and I have to counterattack. The best defense method is attack. If the opponent has to defend, I will be safe.
Luo Yan feels that he is the kind of person who likes to take the initiative to attack, not the defensive type.
It's just like he likes to take the initiative to ride instead of being ridden.
The most important thing is that he can't fight back if he is pulled. Even if there is a beautiful woman on the other side, Luo Yan is not happy either.
If you smoke me, I have to smoke it back.
……Can.
Upon hearing this, Jingyu blinked slightly in her cold eyes, and after thinking for a while, nodding slightly to express her agreement.
Be careful.
Luo Yan shook the branch in his hand, looked at Jingyu, kindly reminded him, and then ruthlessly stabbed Jingyu in the chest with the branch.
I stab you with a big breast and let you suck your man, a stinky woman.
Jingyu was still in motion, and his slender jade hand gently held the branches and picked them up gently.
The next moment.
The branches in Luo Yan's hand collided with Jingyu's branches, followed closely behind, and an invisible force rippled along the branches to his wrist.
In an instant, Luo Yan felt his wrists and arms were shaken, and he almost couldn't hold the branches.
Just a moment.
Jingyu's merciless branch fell on Luo Yan's body with crackling sounds.
Nashikomisu!
Stop and stop!!
Luo Yan quickly took a few steps back, with an Ekang expression on his face, raised his palm high, looked at Jingyu with grief and anger, and shouted in confusion: Didn’t you say you couldn’t use internal strength??
I didn't use my internal force.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan calmly and explained softly: It was just that my own sword intent was stimulated, and the sword intent I had realized would be automatically stimulated when it was attacked.
You are sloppy!
I don't believe it!
Beautiful women are all big liars.
Does the god's sword intent also have passive functions?!
Is it so outrageous!!
I won't play anymore.
Luo Yan felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of physical and mental damage, and his inner shadow was about to break through the sky. He looked at Jingyu with a depressed and helpless expression, wanting to complain but not knowing which direction to start complaining. This world is too unfriendly to the weak chicken.
It seemed that Luo Yan didn't believe it.
Jingyu hesitated for a moment, organized his words, and said softly: The artistic conception I have realized is a bit more defensive, which will be automatically stimulated under attack by others. And the stronger the opponent's attack, the stronger the sword intent and sword momentum will be, even if there is no hostility.
After saying that, he looked at Luo Yan with a cold look, as if he hoped Luo Yan could understand.
Luo Yan suffocated his breath. Although Jingyu's explanation was vague, he probably understood it.
Jingyu means that I feel very low in security, so I can't be bullied.
If you are bullied, you will resist, and your combat effectiveness will increase as the opponent's attack increases. The more you attack me, the stronger I will be.
In other words: I can hit you, you can’t hit me, if you hit me, my strength will increase and then continue to hit you.
Luo Yan suddenly understood what Jingyu's artistic conception means, "I don't want to die and want to live."
Wouldn't you survive by killing all those who threaten you?!
Women are unreasonable.
This is even more true for beautiful women.
Luo Yan took a deep breath and felt that it was too stupid to reason with Jingyu. When did a woman tell a man? Because Jingyu is so beautiful, I admit defeat.
You keep attacking, I'll guard.
Luo Yan felt that he should be obedient and not think too much. Just listen to Jingyu’s arrangements.
At this moment, he looked like a boy without dreams, lying on the soft couch, being spurred by a beautiful big sister.
Please don't cherish my kind.
Sexy sex~
After a while, Jingyu began to beat Luo Yan.
Domestic violence continues.
……
evening.
Luo Yan walked out of the house in a complicated mood and looked at Jingyu's little hand holding the wooden door with lingering fear. He felt that he had a shadow on this little hand. God knew how terrifying this slender jade hand was holding the sword. If Jingyu used this hand to do bad things to him in the future... it seemed acceptable.
Thinking of this, Luo Yan suddenly felt that the shadow in his heart was dispelled and filled with orange sunshine.
He is a boy with a sunny heart.
Leaving.
Luo Yan packed up his mood, looked at Jingyu's cold eyes, and said softly.
Although he was abused for an afternoon, Luo Yan made rapid progress. In Jingyu's words, if you beat him at this frequency for another half a month, Luo Yan could control most of his own skyrocketing strength. Then he would need to fight in practice. It would be useless to rely solely on practice.
Half a month ~
Thinking of this number, Luo Yan felt a little scared.
As expected, there are no shortcuts on the road to success, and there are thorns and bumps on it.
In order to help men get angry, Luo Yan endured it!
Be careful and be careful.
Jingyu nodded slightly and said two words softly.
It is no longer easy for her to say such words.
Know.
Luo Yan waved his hand, and then walked towards Zi Lanxuan with a deep revenge, as if he was not going to play, but to plot something important.
Jingyu watched Luo Yan go away. Even though he couldn't see Luo Yan, he slowly closed the door.
On the other side.
Luo Yan's footsteps, leaving Jingyu's sight, became lighter at an extremely fast speed. Thinking about what he had experienced at noon today, he couldn't help but sigh.
This woman always beats a man without any hesitation.
Unlike men, men bully women, they always know priorities.
In the future.
Luo Yan must let Jingyu see.
How fierce it is for a man to beat a woman when he is not light or heavy.
A beautiful woman in plain clothes held a slender branch in her hand and beat a young and handsome man in one-sidedly.
This man and woman are naturally Jingyu and Luo Yan who practice swordsmanship.
Although Luo Yan also holds a branch that is almost the same, he can only be tired of defense. However, you can't defend against such things for a lifetime, especially in sword practice. Once Jingyu seizes the opportunity to suck it, it will hurt a little. After that, the condition will be gone, and the mad whipping will be received.
Luo Yan felt that he was suffering from domestic violence.
The kind that is tragic and cannot fight back.
Stop and stop!
Luo Yan was hit by his butt and thighs several times, and he couldn't help it anymore. He quickly called Jingyu, asking you Jingyu to stop beating.
At this moment, he grinned a little in pain, and kept rubbing his butt with his hands.
I was also a little suspicious.
Did Jingyu teach himself through practicing sword? Who would have just sucked at his butt? This is how is the sword technique practiced?
This is outrageous.
His mother never slapped him like this back then, and at most he was allowed to kneel on the ground and not be allowed to eat.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan grinning in pain and said softly: You should use your feelings to capture it, not just your eyes.
I think so.
But you sucked it again and again, but I wasn't allowed to fight back. Who can handle it?
My brain was almost thrusting, and I was still feeling it. Why would I give me an injection of adrenal hormones to increase the feeling?
Luo Yan complained in anger, but his face was slightly upright. Looking at Jingyu, he suggested seriously: I think practicing swords cannot just defend, and I have to counterattack. The best defense method is attack. If the opponent has to defend, I will be safe.
Luo Yan feels that he is the kind of person who likes to take the initiative to attack, not the defensive type.
It's just like he likes to take the initiative to ride instead of being ridden.
The most important thing is that he can't fight back if he is pulled. Even if there is a beautiful woman on the other side, Luo Yan is not happy either.
If you smoke me, I have to smoke it back.
……Can.
Upon hearing this, Jingyu blinked slightly in her cold eyes, and after thinking for a while, nodding slightly to express her agreement.
Be careful.
Luo Yan shook the branch in his hand, looked at Jingyu, kindly reminded him, and then ruthlessly stabbed Jingyu in the chest with the branch.
I stab you with a big breast and let you suck your man, a stinky woman.
Jingyu was still in motion, and his slender jade hand gently held the branches and picked them up gently.
The next moment.
The branches in Luo Yan's hand collided with Jingyu's branches, followed closely behind, and an invisible force rippled along the branches to his wrist.
In an instant, Luo Yan felt his wrists and arms were shaken, and he almost couldn't hold the branches.
Just a moment.
Jingyu's merciless branch fell on Luo Yan's body with crackling sounds.
Nashikomisu!
Stop and stop!!
Luo Yan quickly took a few steps back, with an Ekang expression on his face, raised his palm high, looked at Jingyu with grief and anger, and shouted in confusion: Didn’t you say you couldn’t use internal strength??
I didn't use my internal force.
Jingyu looked at Luo Yan calmly and explained softly: It was just that my own sword intent was stimulated, and the sword intent I had realized would be automatically stimulated when it was attacked.
You are sloppy!
I don't believe it!
Beautiful women are all big liars.
Does the god's sword intent also have passive functions?!
Is it so outrageous!!
I won't play anymore.
Luo Yan felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of physical and mental damage, and his inner shadow was about to break through the sky. He looked at Jingyu with a depressed and helpless expression, wanting to complain but not knowing which direction to start complaining. This world is too unfriendly to the weak chicken.
It seemed that Luo Yan didn't believe it.
Jingyu hesitated for a moment, organized his words, and said softly: The artistic conception I have realized is a bit more defensive, which will be automatically stimulated under attack by others. And the stronger the opponent's attack, the stronger the sword intent and sword momentum will be, even if there is no hostility.
After saying that, he looked at Luo Yan with a cold look, as if he hoped Luo Yan could understand.
Luo Yan suffocated his breath. Although Jingyu's explanation was vague, he probably understood it.
Jingyu means that I feel very low in security, so I can't be bullied.
If you are bullied, you will resist, and your combat effectiveness will increase as the opponent's attack increases. The more you attack me, the stronger I will be.
In other words: I can hit you, you can’t hit me, if you hit me, my strength will increase and then continue to hit you.
Luo Yan suddenly understood what Jingyu's artistic conception means, "I don't want to die and want to live."
Wouldn't you survive by killing all those who threaten you?!
Women are unreasonable.
This is even more true for beautiful women.
Luo Yan took a deep breath and felt that it was too stupid to reason with Jingyu. When did a woman tell a man? Because Jingyu is so beautiful, I admit defeat.
You keep attacking, I'll guard.
Luo Yan felt that he should be obedient and not think too much. Just listen to Jingyu’s arrangements.
At this moment, he looked like a boy without dreams, lying on the soft couch, being spurred by a beautiful big sister.
Please don't cherish my kind.
Sexy sex~
After a while, Jingyu began to beat Luo Yan.
Domestic violence continues.
……
evening.
Luo Yan walked out of the house in a complicated mood and looked at Jingyu's little hand holding the wooden door with lingering fear. He felt that he had a shadow on this little hand. God knew how terrifying this slender jade hand was holding the sword. If Jingyu used this hand to do bad things to him in the future... it seemed acceptable.
Thinking of this, Luo Yan suddenly felt that the shadow in his heart was dispelled and filled with orange sunshine.
He is a boy with a sunny heart.
Leaving.
Luo Yan packed up his mood, looked at Jingyu's cold eyes, and said softly.
Although he was abused for an afternoon, Luo Yan made rapid progress. In Jingyu's words, if you beat him at this frequency for another half a month, Luo Yan could control most of his own skyrocketing strength. Then he would need to fight in practice. It would be useless to rely solely on practice.
Half a month ~
Thinking of this number, Luo Yan felt a little scared.
As expected, there are no shortcuts on the road to success, and there are thorns and bumps on it.
In order to help men get angry, Luo Yan endured it!
Be careful and be careful.
Jingyu nodded slightly and said two words softly.
It is no longer easy for her to say such words.
Know.
Luo Yan waved his hand, and then walked towards Zi Lanxuan with a deep revenge, as if he was not going to play, but to plot something important.
Jingyu watched Luo Yan go away. Even though he couldn't see Luo Yan, he slowly closed the door.
On the other side.
Luo Yan's footsteps, leaving Jingyu's sight, became lighter at an extremely fast speed. Thinking about what he had experienced at noon today, he couldn't help but sigh.
This woman always beats a man without any hesitation.
Unlike men, men bully women, they always know priorities.
In the future.
Luo Yan must let Jingyu see.
How fierce it is for a man to beat a woman when he is not light or heavy.
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