"Fight with me. As soon as Cen Ge finished speaking, before Yan Leng nodded, he attacked with a punch, aiming at Yan Leng's face.

Yan Leng smiled bitterly, this punch was not very fast, Cen Ge gave him time to react, but the strength was not small, if it really fell on his face, he would not have to go to the drinking party tomorrow or even the day after tomorrow, helpless, Yan Leng could only parry.

Speaking of which, Cen Ge and Yan Leng can be regarded as having been practiced.

Cen Ge has practiced Bajiquan with his master since he was a child, and later he also practiced sanda, and he has not been beaten less, and he has not been beaten less, and he can be regarded as a master of each one.

Needless to say, a military family has been practicing martial arts since childhood, not only in the army, but also in Jeet Kune Do, and has never had a lot of hands with people in private.

At the beginning, Yan Leng wanted to just dodge and not attack, so that Cen Ge could vent his anger, but after three or five moves, Yan Leng realized that this was impossible, and if he really started, Cen Ge was not weaker than him at all, so you had to go back and forth with Cen Ge.

Since ancient times, China has "Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, Wu has eight poles to set the world", Baji Boxing is known for its fierceness and simplicity, in Cen singer, only the first few moves are slightly jerky, but half of the routine down, it is completely mellow and wishful, and the offensive is fierce and unparalleled.

Yan Leng's face was also stern, under such an offensive, he must also take it seriously, he must not be sloppy at all, Cen Singer is all real kung fu, presumably he must be a famous teacher, he is still a year older than himself, kung fu can be obtained, but he has also learned kung fu for so many years, naturally it is not given in vain, Cen Ge must know that he has these two brushes in his hands, so he can attack it so confidently and boldly.

Such a thought flashed in Yan Leng's mind, but his hands were not slow at all, breaking fists, back fists, straight punches in succession, seven points of strength, and Cen Ge fought on a par, but after Cen Ge was a little faster, he finally couldn't help but move the kung fu on his legs.

Cen Ge's eyes lit up, it's a good time!

Two-step strong attack, holding both hands, he took this powerful and heavy kick down, twisted his waist with the trend, sent it in his hand, unloaded the force, and then attacked the middle with a palm, forcing Yan Lengliang to make a real move.

Yan Leng had to retreat with one leg and swing his leg with the other, attacking the road directly, sweeping cleanly.

Such a fierce confrontation gradually increased from seven points of strength to eight points and nine points, but it ended here, the two are not enemies of life and death, they have a sense of proportion, even if they have nine points of strength, it is a bit too much.

It wasn't until an hour later that as Cen Ge stomped his feet and bowed his body with a hammer, Yan Leng grabbed his arm horizontally, and after taking the hammer hard, both of them collapsed to the ground.

"Cool!" Cen Ge lay on his back on the ground and gasped for breath, but Yan Leng had never seen it before, it turned out that Cen Ge was not only lying on the table and quietly looking at the book, not just a quiet person in the painting, when he moved, he would be so radiant.

"Hahaha-" Yan Leng suddenly laughed, the heartiness in this laughter was also something Cen Ge hadn't heard for a long time, yes, he had heard it before, but it was a long time ago, or when he first met Yan Leng, the same was to help him finish the fight, the same laughter, the same hearty pride.

What attracted me at the beginning should be such a Yan Leng.

The two of them went back to their respective rooms, and after taking a shower, they sat on the sofa in the living room in a row with a can of beer.

I have to say that after this fight, I was really refreshed.

"Don't be angry. Yan Leng can be called an expert in the study of Cen Ge's feelings, and when he saw that Cen Ge's facial lines were obviously much softer, he knew that Cen Ge was no longer angry with him.

Cen Ge rolled his eyes, then pulled him around.

Jeet Kune Do is different from Bajiquan, his injuries are basically in the front, and Yan Leng has a sense of proportion in his hands, so he is only seriously injured in his arms and fists, and the rest is not enough. Yan Leng was hit by his bear, and he was afraid that his back was not lightly injured, and he couldn't reach it, if he didn't take the initiative to bring it up, it was estimated that Yan Leng would have endured it by himself.

Yan Leng turned around with Cen Ge's pull, took off his shirt, and exposed his sturdy back in front of Cen Ge.

Cen Ge's hand gently pressed the bruised area, but it caused Yan Leng to tremble lightly and grit his teeth.

"What's wrong? it hurts?!" Cen Ge was shocked, if it was just an ordinary pain, Yan Leng wouldn't be this kind of reaction, after all, Yan Leng's ability to endure was seen by him, could it be that it hurt inside?!

"I didn't ...... No, it doesn't hurt...... It really doesn't hurt. Yan Leng stumbled to explain while trying his best to suppress the imminent movement.

When Cen Ge's hand gently touched the wound on his back, he inevitably burst out of his lower abdomen, burning him very anxious, but he didn't dare to show it, he didn't want to be a little abrupt about Cen Ge, not to mention what it was, just touching it ignited, in front of Cen Ge, isn't he too much like a pervert?

Where could Cen Ge believe his nonsense, he touched it up and down, and after careful examination, he found that it was indeed just a skin injury, how could Yan Leng be so painful?

"Do you have any other injuries?" Cen Ge looked at the wound on Yan Leng's back that stretched from his left shoulder to his right waist, and it was immediately so shallow that he couldn't even see the scar, was he sure it wouldn't be this injury, it would be the front injury?

Cen Ge pulled Yan Leng around again, but he was instantly shocked by a bloody word that caught his eye.

Song.

The bright red word floated in his heart, as if with Yan Leng's powerful heartbeat, it fluctuated so badly that Cen Ge almost felt that his heart was trembling.

Cen Ge's expression was too surprised, which made Yan Leng also shocked, and he didn't care about the ** that burned him profusely, and followed Cen Ge's gaze.

…… It's dead.

It's obviously something that can be taken out to show off, it's obviously something that can be taken out to please him, and it's obviously a lot of pain that hurts him, but his first reaction turned out to be that Cen Ge would be angry if he died.

Cen Ge really should be angry, think about why he did the bone pattern at that time, because he didn't believe Cen Ge, he didn't believe that this person would really live with him for the rest of his life anyway.

Therefore, what he should have used to show love and flatter, now he didn't dare to let Cen Ge see it, that was evidence that he didn't trust him, how chilling.

"Tattooed in the heart?" I can't tell what kind of love it is, in fact, he should be angry, but his first reaction turned out to be beautiful. Indeed, there are still some wet bodies, strong enough, with a man's unique beauty, a fiery red cursive character, or his own name, just tattooed on his heart, really shocking enough, and beautiful enough.

“…… Well. "Yan Leng still admitted, Cen Ge, my Cen Ge, don't be angry, okay, I always have a thousand ideas, ten thousand ways, but only for you...... If you're angry, if you're dissatisfied with me, I'm really helpless except to try my best to please me.

"When did you get the tattoo?" Cen Ge touched his freshly shaved hair, which was still a little prickly, and felt that Yan Leng was just as prickly as this hair, and if he didn't pay attention, he ran away.

“…… After being discharged from the hospital. ”

It's pretty early.

"It's a good concealment...... Why didn't I see it before. Cen Ge couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and gently stroked the body engraved with his name, it was so beautiful, and licked the corners of his mouth.

"The material is special, and the blood heat can be revealed. Yan Leng replied to Cen Ge's words, but he really didn't dare to tell Cen Ge, he was engraved on a bone, not a simple tattoo, a person who loved and cared more and more, and he didn't want to make him feel distressed.

"Get me one too. Cen Ge's simple words made Yan Leng even feel cold.

"What's the pattern, what?" It's a little unbelievable, and it's a little bit of anticipation.

"......" Cen Ge glanced at Yan Leng, the good-looking phoenix eyes blinked, Yan Leng was itchy and unbearable, his throat was dry for a while, and a heat burned all over his body along his spine.

"Kiss you. With that, he kissed it.

Yan Leng has been kissed unconscious.