99 degrees of love: President chases his wife crazy

Touching his eyes, her heart warmed, her eyes were quiet, "thank you, president an. It's already good."

Anxin smiled and nodded. He knew the effect, and the expression on his face was very soft, like a stone falling to the ground in his heart.

Fang Xiaoyu took out a suit of clothes from the bag and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao. "Go and change your clothes." Then he took her into the dressing room next door, feeling a little sad. Since President an saw the smile, his eyes no longer fell on himself.

Only Anxin was left in the room. Standing in his original position, he thought of the girl's long black seaweed like hair, the lovely look of wearing hair hoops, and the dark and beautiful eyes. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were thick and colorful.

He hasn't had this strange feeling for a long time. He can't help but rise when he sees a person's lips.

But he has not forgotten his identity. He is now ou Mengru's boyfriend.

He and Mengru have been dating for two years. Just returning home, when everything is stable, he may really want to talk about marriage and enter the palace of marriage.

Thinking of this, his expression was soft, but there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

When Su Xiaoxiao and Fang Xiaoyu came out of the dressing room, Anxin revived with a gentle and pleasant voice, "you have a style and fit very well."

"Good coach!" Fang Xiaoyu hugged her fist with both hands, and the whole person was in high spirits! Anxin's eyes can make her feel very happy!

Compared with Fang Xiaoyu, Su Xiaoxiao seemed much quieter. It can also be said that her heart was disordered from the moment she saw Anxin.

She doesn't talk much and is as clever as a lovely little rabbit.

Anxin's eyes fell on the white belts around their waists. He said, "beginners, belts are white. Do you know why? "

Fang Xiaoyu actually knows, but Su Xiaoxiao doesn't know. She hasn't practiced this.

"It represents purity and cleanliness. It also represents that your purpose of learning Taekwondo is pure, not for some improper purposes. At the same time, it also represents that you are in the new field of Taekwondo, just like a piece of white paper, which needs to be added." With this beginning, Anxin began today's course, just like an excellent coach.

Fang Xiaoyu and Su Xiaoxiao stood together and listened carefully. The eyes of the two girls always fell on the man with gentle eyebrows and eyes.

Anxin's voice is very good. "Today, let's learn the most basic front kick, which is also the most basic beginning of actual combat posture."

He said, turning his back to them, "you all look good. I'll try to slow down and practice every action in place."

The voice fell, and he began to demonstrate himself, "push the right foot first, and then rotate the hip joint slowly to the left."

After doing this action, he also looked back at the two girls. They also learned his action and did it very seriously.

Anxin looked forward and explained, "then he clenched his hands and put them on the side of the body. At the same time, like this, bend and lift the right leg with the hip joint as the axis. When the thigh is lifted to the level, the joint will send forward and push forward, and the lower leg will kick out quickly and upward with the knee joint as the axis! This is the front kick. "

After finishing the action for a few seconds, Anxin turned and looked at the two girls completing the action just now. "It should be noted that they must reach their toes and kick the whole leg straight."

Fang Xiaoyu did a good job. She thought she had learned some basic skills, but she didn't seriously learn them in the restaurant. They were all taught by others. The movements were similar, but she didn't understand the essentials.

But Su Xiaoxiao didn't let it go. The whole movement looked a little like dancing, soft but not steel.

Anxin smiled and walked towards her. "Smile and show me what you just did again."

Su smiled, pursed her lips, nodded, and then repeated the action just now. As soon as she set out, Anxin frowned. He couldn't help patting her knee, "this position should be clamped, and her legs must be relaxed." Then he took her arm, "hands must be put like this..."

He is patiently teaching me by hand.

At the door, he is famous for putting his hands around his chest, standing on tiptoe at will, leaning against the door frame, staring at the scene happening inside with his eyebrows locked, his thin lips pursed, his face indifferent, and his mind elusive.