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Chapter 578 Winning or Losing Doesn't Matter

After get off work at night, Cen Qinghe took a taxi to F. K, Shang Shaocheng was waiting for her in the lounge. As soon as she knocked on the door, the door opened immediately. He appeared in front of her wearing a pair of black army trousers and naked torso. Looking at his abdominal muscles, Shang Shaocheng hooked his lips when he saw it, and said aloud, "You like me that much? You have to look inside."

Cen Qinghe pushed the door and walked in, muttering: "Who told you not to wear clothes, don't look at nothing."

He hugged her from the side, and without saying a word, he lowered his head to find her lips. Cen Qinghe was wearing a coat, and his body was still chilly. He didn't care about it, and he was passionate.

If she hadn't stopped her, he would have coaxed her to bed. Cen Qinghe reined in, pressed against his chest, looked up at him and said, "I'm here to exercise, not to 'exercise'."

Shang Shaocheng knew what she meant, looked down at her, and said in a low voice, "It's all the same."

As he spoke, his hand was about to slip under the hem of her sweater.

Cen Qinghe pressed it down, looked at him and said, "Don't do this, if you have the ability to go on stage."

Shang Shaocheng pushed her against the wall of the corridor, looked down at her condescendingly, with a naughty smile on his handsome face, opened his thin lips, and said aloud, "You just like the pleasure of being conquered so much?"

Cen Qinghe resisted not to look away, stiffened his neck and replied: "It's not certain who conquers who."

Shang Shaocheng suddenly bent down, lowered his head and bit her lips gently, Cen Qinghe snorted, and raised his hand to grab the flesh on his body.He moved back with a smile, and she stared at him unhappily.

"A dead duck with a hard mouth." This is Shang Shaocai's evaluation of her.

Cen Qinghe pursed his lips and said as he walked in: "You don't even let go of the dead duck's mouth, which shows how crazy you are."

Shang Shaocheng had already changed his pants, and when he was putting on a T-shirt, he said aloud: "I like the word desperation, if you have the ability, you can use up all your energy on stage, or I will let you go home at night. I can't even find a tune when I cry."

Cen Qinghe took off his coat, took out a new set of ladies' underwear from the cabinet, and said while changing, "Oh, I'm so scared."

She was eccentric and deliberately provocative, and Shang Shaocheng was always looking at her with great interest. It felt like he was looking at a plate of Chinese food. It was decided to eat, and it depended on when and how to eat.

In fact, both of them knew it well, how could she beat him?It's just some small fun in life. If she wants to make trouble, he will accompany her to make trouble. Anyway, the result is mutual benefit. As for the experience of the process, it is a matter of opinion.

Like Shang Shaocheng, Cen Qinghe put on black military pants and a white T-shirt. She tied her long hair in a bun on top of her head, and followed him to the training room.

On the way, she asked aloud, "Is Fan Chen here?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "I went to Haicheng to find Yuhan."

Cen Qinghe said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with being in a long-distance relationship. A little farewell is better than a newlywed at every turn."

Shang Shaocheng said: "What are they? Some people in the same place and the same company are still like Cowherd and Weaver Girl."

Cen Qinghe glanced at him and said, "Can you not be sour? We can see each other every day, why is it the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

Shang Shaocheng didn't look at her, but looked ahead, and replied directly: "I don't see you as much as your colleagues and clients every day. If this continues, I can only buy a house from you if I want to see you."

Cen Qinghe wanted to laugh and felt sad, and took the initiative to hold his hand. She said softly, "I'm busy at the end of the year, and it's not like this usually."

Shang Shaocheng said: "So I didn't stop you, you just think about how to compensate me."

Cen Qinghe asked knowingly: "Later, I will be gentler and let you be more?"

Shang Shaocheng turned his head to look back at her, and said calmly, "I won't show mercy. After cleaning up, you have dinner early, and then go home and sleep."

Now he talks about going home and going to bed all day long, and those who don't know think how good his work and rest are.Cen Qinghe was ashamed and indignant, secretly competing in his heart, even if he lost, he couldn't lose too embarrassingly, and couldn't let him win too easily.

During the conversation, the two came to his usual training room, and he said: "Warm up for 5 minutes first."

Cen Qinghe put on gloves to punch, while Shang Shaocheng started practicing with dumbbells. The time was almost up. She stood on the stage first, hooked her fingers towards Shang Shaocheng below, and teased with a smile, "Come on, I'm so rare!" you."

Shang Shaocheng didn't walk up the back stairs of the stage, he raised his long legs, grabbed the side fence, stepped up from the front of the main stage, turned inside the stage, he looked at Cen Qinghe and said, "How do you compare?"

Cen Qinghe said: "We play ten rounds, one round is 2 minutes, I lose on my back, you only need to land on a place other than your feet once to count as a loss, and you can't use your lower body when fighting me, you can only use your hands .”

Shang Shaocheng didn't even get stuck, and directly agreed: "Come on."

Cen Qinghe raised her beautiful eyes, feeling that she was insulted, "You are very crazy."

Shang Shaocheng had a haughty face, and responded, "Instakill you."

Cen Qinghe couldn't bear the excitement the most, she took out her mobile phone to play songs, Shang Shaocheng teased: "Why, want to die in a rhythmic way?"

Cen Qinghe walked towards him with his neck twisted, and replied aloud: "This song is half-sung, exactly 2 minutes, so you don't need to speak wild words, let's see how I can fix you."

A flat voice came from the mobile phone, and sang sonorously: I hope that I am a madman, but I also hope that I will not live alone; I want me to be glamorous, but I also want me to be frivolous and vulgar; I want me to be sunny, but I still want to be unshakable; No master, still play my heart like a dead tree...

Accompanied by the music with a strong sense of rhythm, Cen Qinghe took the initiative to attack and threw his fists to disturb Shang Shaocheng's sight. Shang Shaocheng relied on his height and tilted his head back, not in a hurry to fight back.

Cen Qinghe has been very busy recently, and she hasn't come here to play for a while. She changed into light clothes, and her heart relaxed a lot.Wanting to win against Shang Shaocheng, firstly because he was too arrogant, and secondly because I was under a lot of pressure and wanted to find a breakthrough. There were many reasons combined, she was really merciless in her attack, and soon approached Shang Shaocheng beside.

She used both hands and feet, but Shang Shaocheng could only use his hands. Soon Cen Qinghe discovered a "loophole" in him. She took advantage of it and wanted to take advantage of his loopholes, but unexpectedly, Shang Shaocheng let her in on purpose. As soon as she grabbed his collar, he immediately pinched her to his chest with a backhand. Cen Qinghe's arms were behind his back, and he couldn't pull them out at all.

She thought that Shang Shaocheng would take advantage of the situation to put her down, but instead of not, he bowed his head to kiss her. Cen Qinghe avoided letting him kiss, feeling that he had been seriously despised and humiliated.

He really didn't need much effort, he wrapped her in his arms and deliberately teased her: "Come on, let me kiss one."

That's all there is to a stinky hooligan molesting a girl with yellow flowers, can Cen Qinghe bear this grievance?She couldn't move on it, so she quickly raised her foot, wanting to stomp on his shoe, Shang Shaocheng ducked his foot, took the time to kiss her face, and then let go.

She turned around and was about to pounce again, Shang Shaocheng said: "Look at the time, two minutes have passed."

Cen Qinghe stood in place, his chest fluctuated up and down, and listened quietly, the song had already sung to the second half, and the first round was indeed over.

Shang Shaocheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said with great interest, "Do you want me to let you?"

Cen Qinghe stared back and said: "No need, take care of yourself!"

She turned around and set a few alarm clocks that stopped every two minutes, relaxed her muscles and bones again, and said: "The round just now was a warm-up, and now I'm going to play with you for real."

The corners of Shang Shaocheng's lips curled up into a loving and mocking arc, he really liked her, even her overthinking.

In the next few rounds, Cen Qinghe tried his best every time, using both punches and legs, but every time he was imprisoned by Shang Shaocheng in various postures. He deliberately teased her, and after subduing her, he did not directly put her down, but kissed her He kissed the face again, wherever he caught, and the direct kiss made Cen Qinghe furious, wishing he could bite him directly.

Another alarm clock rang, Shang Shaocheng let go of his hand, Cen Qinghe was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and stared at him wheezing and panting.

Shang Shaocheng chuckled and said: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and you won't turn your back."

Cen Qinghe immediately said: "Who turned his face?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Look at you, you are so angry that you are blushing and your neck is thick, how about I let you have another hand?"

Cen Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "You said that!"

Shang Shaocheng laughed and said, "I thought you'd say 'the poor don't eat what you get'."

Cen Qinghe said: "Stop talking nonsense, if I were a man, would you be able to beat me?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from."

Cen Qinghe is really confident in fighting. He always feels that he can fight anyone, and he firmly believes that there is only one reason why he can't beat Shang Shaocheng. There is a difference between men and women.

Shang Shaocheng promised to let her have another hand, and Cen Qinghe also called her name: "You are not allowed to use your left hand."

She knew he was left-handed, Shang Shaocheng doted on her, and she did whatever she wanted.

In the last three rounds, Shang Shaocheng won the first two rounds by a narrow margin, and was exhausted by Cen Qinghe. She was sweating, but felt that she had seen the sun, so she put all her energy into the last round.

Shang Shaocheng only used his right hand, he clasped one of her wrists, she immediately wrapped his arms around his neck, and made a stumbling block, trying to trip him, but Shang Shaocheng was taller and heavier than her, and his lower body was very stable , She couldn't trip at all, he turned around, turned behind her, and clamped her around the waist with one hand.

Cen Qinghe is completely vacant now, Shang Shaocheng just needs to let go and throw her on the ground to win, but he is not willing, so he keeps clamping and not letting go. Cen Qinghe was free, and immediately dragged his clothes and climbed all the way, with his arms around her. Grab his neck and wrap his legs around his waist.

The two had been arguing for almost half an hour, both of them were sweaty on the tip of their noses, she was hanging on him like a koala, her eyes were facing each other, the eyes were full of dark tides, and suddenly at a certain moment, as if the trigger was on the verge, he took the initiative to come forward to kiss her , Cen Qinghe closed his eyes to respond, letting his powerful aura surround her.

With hot lips and tongue, Cen Qinghe seemed to have tasted a salty taste. She didn't know whose sweat it was. She tilted her head slightly, pressed her forehead against his, and asked in a low voice, "Who will win?"

Shang Shaocheng breathed heavily, without even thinking about it, he replied in a muffled voice: "I lost, I will listen to you whatever you say tonight."

(End of this chapter)