"Have you seen enough?"

The proprietress was very cold, and closed her legs as she spoke.

Yun Mu's face was very unbearable, he stood up and sneered: "I didn't mean it, you threw me under your feet yourself." ”

The proprietress snorted coldly: "Don't explain, let's practice here tonight, you can find your feelings slowly." I was sweating and I was dying, so I went to take a shower first. ”

Yun Mu was anxious: "Don't rush back, practice a few more times, I'm about to find the trick." ”

"Death is a matter of face and suffering, there is no shortcut to practice, and you want to find the trick in less than an hour?" The proprietress thought that Yun Mu was bragging, snorted coldly, and then showed a very sultry smile: "Who said I was going back?" Didn't you just say that I would sleep with you tonight? ”

Yun Mu was stunned when he heard this, and the proprietress had already twisted her waist and swung her hips into the bathroom.

Yun Mu didn't care so much, repeatedly recalling the actions of the proprietress just now, and rehearsed by herself.

This time, the system pops up a prompt:

"Lian Wuling surname index: 80%!"

"Enemy Response Spirit Index: 100%!"

Back then, Yun Mu only had 6 spiritual surnames, and the actual martial arts surname index was only 4.8, and the proprietress thought that he was not that material, which was completely understandable. Now the natural shooter is no longer called Wuxia Ameng, 30 points of the spirit surname, the practice of martial arts surname index 30 * 80% = 24 points, no matter how bad it is, it is a martial arts wonder that has not been encountered in ten years, right?

As for the Enemy Strain Spirit Index, it probably refers to real-time adaptability. Although Yun Mu didn't know kung fu before, he always felt that he had a talent for fighting, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Different from stealing Sun Ziyang's body style, the proprietress was practicing with him just now, even if the speed was fast, with Yun Mu's current perception ability, she could see the proprietress attack routine clearly after repeating it many times. At this moment, he painted the gourd in the same way, and the more he practiced, the more he gained experience, and gradually forgot himself.

⊙ v⊙*⊙v⊙ "Little bastard!" ”

Entering the bathroom, the hostess's grim expression changed, and a blush swept across her face.

After the wide clothes were untied, except for Mo Wei herself, no one could see the ** that was identified as the best. Under the shower, the proprietress stroked her body like a ripe peach, and muttered in an inaudible voice: "I thought he had no evil thoughts about me, but tonight seems to be a little bit ......"

As she spoke, the proprietress suddenly laughed.

A woman's psychology is interesting, and if all the men look at her in a daze, she will be very angry. But if all men never looked at her in a daze, she would be even angrier!

Now the proprietress has changed from "more angry" to "very angry", and the situation is much better in comparison.

After washing for more than half an hour, when the proprietress walked out of the bathroom, it happened to be one o'clock in the night.

Walking into the living room, her first reaction was strange, rubbing her eyes in disbelief.

Yun Mu in his sight was practicing hard, his feet were fast and slow, and his movements were quite skillful. Seeing this scene unknowingly, it is estimated that Yun Mu has been practicing hard for ten or eight years.

The proprietress felt incredible, she deliberately sped up her movements just now, firstly, she deliberately teased Yun Mu, and secondly, she wanted to highlight the difficulties of practicing martial arts, so that Yun Mu would retreat. Now she is at a loss, she moves so fast, how can a rookie like Yun Mu see clearly? Even if you see it clearly, why did you get the hang of it after only practicing for so long?

In addition to qualifications, there is another important thing in martial arts: Wu surname.

Qualifications can be tested, while the surname Wu is something that cannot be seen or touched, and cannot be tested. Looking at Yun Mu, who was getting better, the proprietress felt a little happy in her heart, could it be that this guy is a legendary demon with an excellent surname?

Now Yun Mu has a strong perception, and he doesn't need to look at it to know that the boss lady has come out. He stopped moving, he wanted to show off his achievements, but after seeing the boss's appearance at the moment, the eyes of this thing were straight.

The proprietress was dressed very simply, just a black T-shirt, Yunmu's T-shirt. Judging by the looming bump on her chest, or the fabric on her whole body, there was only such a T-shirt. This T-shirt is not the kind of street style big shirt, the style is very ordinary, but because Yun Mu is relatively tall, this T-shirt is relatively loose on the boss lady, and the whole looks like a dress covering the hips, and the hem covers the most secret position dangerously.

Sensing Yun Mu's fiery gaze, the proprietress brushed away the hair scattered on her chest with one hand, looking so confident with Piaorou, and then got to the point: "You just now, how did you ......?"

Nonsense, will my brother tell you that my brother's surname is thirty o'clock now? Yun Mu knew what the proprietress wanted to ask, and he was very happy. When a person who is not identified as the material performs a miracle and sees others stunned, this kind of coolness cannot be described in words.

Yun Mu thought that he was not good enough to practice now, and now he got carried away and estimated that he would find inferiority, so he decided to go to the dream realm to practice more purely, and then the proprietress was surprised.

After paying attention, the goods looked at the watch and said in surprise: "It's all a little?" I've got to sleep, and I'm going to school tomorrow. ”

If the proprietress had a beard, she would have blown her beard and stared at her.

In the past, when she was not in a hurry, Yun Mu was stalking and trying to learn kung fu. Now that she is starting to be anxious, she is still a little curious, Yun Mu is not in a hurry, how calm and calm her virtue is. This kind of gap, the proprietress obviously couldn't accept it for a while, and she was very depressed.

Yun Mu walked into the bedroom after taking a shower, his eyes straightened again.

He originally thought that the proprietress would change clothes and leave, but he didn't expect the proprietress to be leaning on the head of the bed, not covered with a quilt, half-lying and half-sitting on his bed. This posture caused the fabric of the T-shirt to be a little insufficient, and the fabric below the lower abdomen was pulled out by her to make a triangle to cover the forbidden area, and Bai Huahua's thighs appeared under Yun Mu's eyes without any cover, and from the side, it was obvious that a small part of the buttocks that could not be covered could be seen.

Yun Mu took a deep breath and asked, "You won't really sleep in my house tonight, will you?" ”

The proprietress glared at him angrily, and cherished the words like gold: "Yes." ”

Yun Mu smiled bitterly: "You look like a master, okay?" ”

The proprietress didn't care: "It's okay, aren't Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu also ashamed and impatient?" ”

Yun Mu was defeated by this theory, and at the same time realized that the relationship between himself and the boss lady was becoming more and more untidy and messy.

Sensing the slightly provocative seductive eyes of the proprietress, Yunmu's Olympic spirit exploded. From childhood to adulthood, I was teased by the boss lady every time, and the initiative was always in the hands of the boss lady, and I was accidentally tricked around. On the one hand, he is not as old and cunning as Mo Wei, on the other hand, he really can't beat her, he has been aggrieved for several years, and he can't bear it anymore.

For example, the shooter born today is also a generation of nightmare masters, and he thinks that he can't bear it anymore and must save the dignity of the iron-blooded man. Having made up his mind, he jumped on the bed and slowly leaned towards the proprietress of the house.

(To be continued)