Chapter 90 The Emperor lives up to his wishes, it still opens on its own.

In Wang Luo's eyes, as long as it is something that costs money, he feels precious, especially something like a computer, which costs a lot of money.

The notebook on his thigh basically didn't feel the weight, but the increasingly hot temperature made Wang Luo nervous.

"Why is it a little hot? It's not going to burn out. "Because of taking off his trousers, although the nightgown can cover the crook of the legs, the heat of the notebook is still hot, and Wang Luo's thighs are a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay, the notebooks are like this, just get used to it." Park Ji-yeon looked at the computer screen with a serious face.

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth twitched, and he reached out and pinched Park Zhiyan's little face, "Why don't you let your legs get used to it, I'm going to be burned."

"Oh, why are you so squeamish, what are you afraid of when a man has rough skin and thick flesh." Park Ji-yeon patted Wang Luo's thigh with some displeasure.

"What do you mean by rough skin and thick meat? I'm a beautiful man with fine skin and tender meat. Wang Luo retorted a little unconvinced.

"Phew, you can be a beautiful man's father, look at your beard." Park Ji-yeon took the computer off Wang Luo's lap, turned around and rubbed it with her little hand on Wang Luo's somewhat prickly face.

"That's Uncle Mei too." Wang Luo rolled his eyes, looked at the time, carried Park Ji-yeon on his shoulders, and walked towards the room that had been converted into a gym, "Let's go, uncle will take you to the gym." ”

"Giggle." Park Ji-yeon patted Wang Luo's generous back and smiled, "Is it a bodybuilding uncle now?" Abbreviated as Uncle Mei? ”

"Don't be in a hurry to laugh, wait for Uncle Mei to make you cry." Wang Luo patted Park Ji-yeon's little buttocks, put her on the ground and turned on the light.

"By the way, I've always wondered, what is this wood for?" Park Ji-yeon asked curiously as she touched the only wooden piece of equipment in the modern fitness machine.

"This is called a wooden stake, and it is used for practicing boxing." Wang Luo took Park Ji-yeon's shoulders and put her in front of the weight lift, lay down, and then adjusted the weight, "Fifty, start." ”

"Ahh Fifty? So much? Park Ji-yeon looked at Wang Luo with a pitiful face.

"There is a reward for practicing well." Wang Luo patted Park Ji-yeon's little face.

"What reward?" Park Ji-yeon asked curiously with big eyes.

"It's not fun to say the reward, don't worry, it's definitely a reward that will surprise you." Wang Luo showed a mysterious smile.

Park Ji-yeon blinked, nodded vigorously, took a deep breath and began to lift the barbell.

Lifting a barbell is a hard job, although Park Ji-yeon is only lifting a fifty-pound barbell, but fifty also makes her cry tired, and the whole room is filled with the tragic moans of the girl.

I don't know, I thought it was a crime scene that was inappropriate for children.

Wang Luo looked at the collar of the pajamas that slowly slipped off as Park Ji-yeon's arm was extended, and after a while, a large area of skin that looked a little pink due to congestion was revealed, the belt was also a little loose, and the lower abdomen without fat loomed.

Drops of sweat rolled on Park Ji-yeon's smooth skin, and with the sound from her small mouth, Wang Luo's mouth was a little dry.

This dress is really not suitable for exercise, let her change it later, Wang Luo thought as he swallowed his saliva, and his eyes wandered around the pink and white tender meat.

I looked at the muscle lines on it very seriously, where I needed to strengthen the exercise.

"Woo woo, I'm so tired, fifty, ha~" Park Ji-yeon was so tired that she was about to cry, her arms were already sore and unconscious, and she felt that all the strength in her body had been exhausted, and she was panting heavily, and her chest, which seemed to be a little flat because she was lying down, rose and fell violently.

Wang Luo stared at the belt around Park Ji-yeon's waist, wanting to see when he could open it by himself.

"Where's my reward?" After resting for a while, Park Ji-yeon looked at Wang Luo with somewhat wandering eyes.

Wang Luo was a little regretful, this belt was indeed a little tight, and such violent ups and downs were not opened, Wang Luo picked up two pink dumbbells on the ground and put them in Park Jiyan's hands.

Park Ji-yeon blinked and looked at the dumbbells in her hand, "What is this?" ”

"Your reward, surprise." Wang Luo showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled purely.

The corners of Park Ji-yeon's mouth twitched, and she got up and threw the small pink dumbbell in her hand towards Wang Luo, "Wang Luo! You beat you shameless. ”

Wang Luo smiled and grabbed Park Ji-yeon's hand, and was about to explain, but suddenly puffed out his cheeks and blew on Park Ji-yeon's body.

Wang Luo's lung capacity should be quite large, and Park Ji-yeon, who was already weak, was blown and trembled, and felt a chill in her chest.

Wang Luo looked at the pink and white uneven scenery inside the pajama belt that he finally untied by himself, and showed a relieved smile.

Sure enough, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and it still opened on its own.

Wang Luo's gaze was too hot and obscene, so that Park Ji-yeon instinctively sensed the danger, and slightly looked down at the large patch of pink skin exposed by her scattered nightgown, the corners of Park Ji-yeon's mouth twitched, not to cover her chest and scream for the first time, and raised her leg and kicked hard at Wang Luo's crotch!

Bastard, every day he is waiting for the old lady to leave! Scheming! If you have the ability, you can do it yourself!

Wang Luo naturally wouldn't be kicked by Park Ji-yeon, so he dodged Park Ji-yeon's white and tender little feet with a slight side, and took Park Ji-yeon's little hand with both hands and turned around Park Ji-yeon in her arms after turning around her head.

Park Ji-yeon's shoulder blades were a little awkward against Wang Luo's chest, Wang Luo frowned slightly, let go of the little hand holding Park Ji-yeon, put it on her side and grabbed the straps of the nightgown, and helped her tie it with rusty movements.

Because of the 'rustiness', it is naturally indispensable to touch it.

Because she had just exercised, the abdominal muscles in her lower abdomen were slightly convex and a little sensitive, and the calluses on Wang Luo's big hands were too scraping, Park Ji-yeon couldn't help but shrink her body and arched towards Wang Luo's arms, enduring the tingling sensation coming from her lower abdomen.

"It's not good to wear clothes, you see, let's go away, pay attention next time." Wang Luo said with a serious face after taking advantage of it.

"Bastard." Park Ji-yeon's little face was crimson, and her big moist eyes stared at Wang Luo and scolded with some coquettishness.

"Don't talk nonsense, it opened it on its own, and I hate you for polluting my eyes." Wang Luo raised his chin and said arrogantly.

"Ahh Bastard. Park Ji-yeon screamed, raised her foot and stepped on Wang Luo hard, and then grabbed the pink dumbbell in her hand and sulked on the sports equipment.

Wang Luo grinned, leaned on the weight lifter and looked at Park Ji-yeon with a pouting lip and a face full of shame, thinking that this look was much cuter.

"A hundred dumbbells each, I've taught you before." Wang Luo said with a smile.

"Get out, I'll practice it myself." Park Ji-yeon lowered her voice and didn't look at Wang Luo.

"Little pervert." Wang Luo smiled and pinched Park Ji-yeon's face.

"Yikes! Are you looking for death? Park Ji-yeon screamed and waved the pink dumbbells in her hand.

"Practice well, then take a shower and go to bed." Wang Luo patted Park Ji-yeon's little head and walked to the wooden stake by himself.

Park Ji-yeon pouted, her face full of displeasure, but her hand movements still waved the dumbbells according to the swinging method that Wang Luo had given her before, adjusted her breathing, and looked at Wang Luo with some curiosity.

Wang Luo looked at the nearly two-meter-high wooden stake, and the protruding short logs on it were arranged in order on the main trunk like a hand.

This kind of machine is a kind of equipment commonly used by people who practice martial arts in China, fists, feet and legs can be practiced, and the routines are different, this wooden stake is the type that he asked President Cui to customize many years ago, but I didn't expect that after so many years, President Cui still remembers, which makes Wang Luo's heart warm.

Although it is not the same as it was back then, but the size and structure are almost exactly the same, Wang Luo closed his eyes, took off his nightgown and tied it around his waist, not that he didn't want to take it off, but because there was only one pair of underwear in it, and he couldn't let Park Ji-yeon take advantage of it in vain, she wouldn't give money.

Closing his eyes, stepping on the horse's footsteps, the muscles on his two thick arms bulged high, and the green tendons and blood vessels on his body were like dragons slowly unearthed, with the dense scars on his body, it looked particularly hideous.

Park Ji-yeon blinked, her gaze was still a little wandering, women look at men's muscles like men look at women's breasts, it's useless, full and upright and good shape is the best.

The deltoid muscles in Wang Luo's shoulders, the square muscles connecting his neck and back, and the bursting latissimus dorsi and the looming mermaid line on the waist all made Park Ji-yeon start to get a little drunk.

What should I do if I like it~ so beautiful~ if I like it?

Park Ji-yeon's little face, which was already a little flushed, slowly became flushed, and finally even her white neck and chest became pink, and because of shyness, ten delicate toes painted with red nail polish curled up and stared at Wang Luo tightly.

Wang Luo naturally didn't know that Park Ji-yeon behind him was becoming a nymphomaniac, he was now concentrating all his energy on the wooden stake in front of him, this kind of machine, as long as he was a little careless, even a person like Wang Luo with rough steel and thick flesh would feel a deep pain.

"Bang~!" A dull ** touching stake sound sounded in the room.

"Bang! ~”

"Bang! ~”