However, the ideal is full, the reality is hard.

She felt that she was exerting herself, and as a result, his face did not change, as if he had not been beaten.

On the contrary, her knuckles hurt a little.

"Go on! Is that all you have to do? " Gong Ming night's tone is slightly taunting.

Ann rubs against to rise with the anger of mo.

She doesn't believe it. Does she still have nothing to do with him when he stands there honestly for her to fight?

She used both hands and feet, even kicking and hitting, but still couldn't shake him.

Gong Ming night said again, "go on, didn't you eat?"

"..." she didn't eat.

Thinking of this in my heart, an Yimo's teeth are still itching, "if I don't hit you today and beg for mercy, I'm not surnamed an!"

"Good. From today on, you should be surnamed me." Palace night light said.

How does an Yimo feel? He seems to be laughing at her for not being able to do it!

She continued to wave her fist at him.

If you can't hit him on the chest, she'll hit him on the back.

She doesn't believe it. Can he have a breakthrough?

Until an Yimo was out of breath, she didn't seem to find any breakthrough.

An Yimo holds his waist with one hand and gasps fiercely.

The other hand waved, "Hoo... I can't do it. I give up."

"If you give up, you have to give me your last name." The palace night light elaboration fact, hoped that can awaken her desire to win again.

"Even if I were given your name, I would not come." Ann shook her head violently.

Knowing that she can't deal with him at all, how can she continue?

Go on, she's a fool!

"Don't stop! Keep going. " Gong Ming night said.

"I... I can't... Hoo..." an Yimo was still breathing violently.

"It can't be and it has to be! When can I move half a point, when can I rest Gong Ming night's tone is very serious.

He is really like a strict tutor.

"I..." an Yimo couldn't believe it.

"Come on!" Gong Ming night hooked her finger, "think about how I bully you on weekdays. Aren't you always unconvinced? I'll let you have such a good chance. Don't you play more? "

An Yimo tired head has already become a paste, there is no way to think about how he bullied her.

And even if she continued to hit him, he was ok, she was tired of all kinds of hand pain, foot pain, arm almost can't lift up.

"It's not about practicing martial arts, it's about self-protection? It's just the beginning, and you're going to give up? " The palace night is cold and fierce.

"Who's going to give up!" An Yimo retorts.

"Then go on! If you don't go on, I'll give up now. I don't have to practice martial arts any more. I'll protect you. "

"Who wants you to protect? I won't give up! "

An Yimo said and rushed up again.

Again and again efforts, but there is no way to let Gong Ming night move, even his face has not changed.

An Yimo's forehead has been wetted with sweat, and her hair is on her forehead.

She pushed the bangs to the back of her head, holding her knees and gasping violently.

I'm so tired. I'm more tired than running 800 meters in school!

Eight hundred meters will always know where the destination is, and her going to shake Gongming night is like an egg hitting a stone. Maybe another hour or another day, she still has no idea about Gongming night.

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