Super Monk

"Well, pretend to be a ghost!" Seeing that Zhao Fugui didn't speak, Jiang Caiyuan was a little unhappy. After thinking about it, she said, "Fugui, what are you going to teach today? Teach me that breathing method! Several of my best friends have said that if you often practice your breathing method, you will be energetic during the day and sleep soundly at night. What you have learned is very good! "

"OK, I'll teach you later!" Zhao Fugui didn't expect that the breathing method he taught to his daughters-in-law was so effective. It was just the most superficial breathing method, which was different from his own deep breathing method.

That kind of shallow breathing method can only make people strong and energetic at most. It's impossible to practice Daoli.

"Here comes Mr. Zhao!" In the afternoon, Shuya even arranged an open class, and there were hundreds of students in the training room, who were all senior VIPs of Meiyan international.

Shu Ya knows that Zhao Fugui is busy. Other super grade teachers can have four classes a month. It's good that he can have one class a month. But Zhao Fugui is still very popular among these fitness beauties. If you don't arrange an open class for more people to listen to, this group of big girls and little wives can tear down Shuya's office.

As soon as Zhao Fugui entered the big practice room, he felt a lot of pressure. There were all kinds of beautiful women in the practice room, ranging from 15 to 30 years old. Besides, everyone was hot pants, small tight suspenders, big legs and small waist.

If an old hand of flowers is crazy in this environment, maybe he can hook up with two young women to open a house in the evening. But Zhao Fugui couldn't do it. The situation in the practice room immediately frightened Zhao Fugui. As a junior brother, Zhao Fugui had a feeling that the sheep had entered the wolves. If he stayed for a day, the biggest possibility was that he would be drunk by several bold young women.

"Dear students, today we are still learning breathing method!" Zhao Fugui reluctantly calmed down for a while, and dared not look blind. He stared at Jiang Caiyuan directly opposite him, ready to see his acquaintances and let him not be so nervous.

But Jiang Caiyuan is good. She is also a cool dress. Zhao Fugui is dizzy when she looks at her long legs, especially when she sees something else today. As soon as Zhao Fugui was distracted, his words came out. As soon as this was said, a group of big girls and young women in the practice room immediately burst into laughter.

"Miss Zhao, there are many coaches who call us" beauty "and" student "in Meiyan international, but they don't call us" classmate ". Your name is so kind!" A big breasted young woman said with a smile.

Embarrassed, Zhao Fugui quickly changed his words and said, "cough, ladies and gentlemen, today we will learn the internal breathing method. All right, be quiet, class begins

"Sit cross legged and learn to breathe!" Zhao Fugui began to attend the class seriously. The college also heard about the magic of breathing method and began to listen to the class seriously. Zhao Fugui spoke carefully, and the beauties listened carefully. Soon, all the beauties were immersed in the study of breathing method.

"Richness, I'm not used to this breathing method!" After practicing for a while, Jiang Caiyuan opened her eyes and said that she learned yoga, and Yoga also has its own breathing method. Jiang Caiyuan has been used to that breathing method, and suddenly she is not used to learning internal breathing method.

"Just practice more, take your time, don't think too much, follow the feeling of your body!" Zhao Fugui stares at Jiang Caiyuan's eyes and dares not look at her. As soon as he lowers his head, he can see a deep white. Zhao Fugui's heart, how did not find before, Jiang Caiyuan this figure is really good.

The big place is big, the small place is small, with a pair of long legs and a delicate and beautiful face, this is really the template of Bai Fumei.

"Oh Jiang Caiyuan was staring at by Zhao Fugui, her face suddenly turned red, and she was a little embarrassed.

They had been close to each other for several years, and they had no strange feeling. This feeling made Jiang Caiyuan a little different. What Zhao Fugui doesn't know is that Jiang Caiyuan liked him very much when she was at school, and Zhao Fugui was the object of Jiang Caiyuan's first secret love.

"Miss Zhao, I feel my chest is rising. Is it wrong to practice?" A bold young woman saw that the atmosphere between Zhao Fugui and Jiang Caiyuan seemed to be a little ambiguous, and immediately cried with a little jealousy.

"Oh, let me see! What's wrong? " Zhao Fugui quickly walked over and asked.

"This is it, Mr. Zhao. Please rub it for me." The bold young woman gave Zhao Fugui a wink and said, pointing to her chest.

"You have no problem practicing!" Zhao Fugui blushed. He did not dare to look at the young woman and said quickly.

"Miss Zhao, I always feel cramps in my legs these days. Can you help me to massage?"

"Miss Zhao, I seem to have an insect in my eye. Help me blow it!"

"Miss Zhao, do you have a girlfriend? What do you think of me? I haven't talked about boyfriends yet

A group of yingyingyanyan learn not long to start each shape, for a moment this called rubbing legs, for a moment that called pressing chest. The girl who is not afraid of meat and vegetables and her daughter-in-law blushes at Zhao Fugui, who is still her first brother.

"Have a good class. What are you doing here?"

Jiang Caiyuan saw that Zhao Fugui was drowned by a group of cool dressed beauties. This one reached out to touch Zhao Fugui's arm, that one reached out to touch Zhao Fugui's chest, and boldly leaned directly on Zhao Fugui. She wanted to hang her whole body on him. Jiang Caiyuan was more and more angry."Oh, Caiyuan is angry! Caiyuan, have you started to catch up with Mr. Zhao? When did it happen? It started so fast! " In the crowd, there was a girl who had a good relationship with Jiang Caiyuan, pretending to be surprised.

Jiang Caiyuan is said to be flushed and dare not look at Zhao Fugui. She's not Zhao Fugui's girlfriend. What kind of anger is this? Jiang Caiyuan thinks so in her heart, but she can't help but get more and more angry.