Time flies, and another three years have passed.

In the big old man's room, the three old men were gathered together, all with a look of relief on their faces.

At the door, Ma Ping'an shrank his head and poked in half of his head, with a trace of fear on his face: "These three old guys have rarely gotten together for thousands of years, is there any ghost idea that can't be done?" ”

Think about what kind of life you have lived in the past few years!

Wake up at 4 a.m. and finish your outdoor workout.

Indoor training starts at eight o'clock.

Eleven o'clock for muscle strengthening and recovery.

After lunch, mechanical, weapon, electronic training, the main lecture - the second old man.

All the way to dinner.

After dinner, it was the turn of the old man to torture him.

Social etiquette, the encyclopedia of ancient pickled girls, the world's power collection...

All kinds of strange books and all kinds of strange languages, it doesn't matter if you just like to learn Ma Ping'an, but the old man's chattering and dancing explanations make Ma Ping'an feel like living in a nightmare.

It's not until 1 a.m. that it's time to rest...

At four o'clock the next day, this life continued...

Oh my God, I'm a growing child now, and I've only had three hours of sleep...

While he was lamenting, a shout came from inside the door: "Come in! What to hide! ”

Ma Ping'an reluctantly walked in from outside the door, stood in the middle of the three old men, and saw the smiles on the faces of the three old men, no matter how they looked, they looked like ghosts, and they were even more worried, and even their bodies were shorter.

"Stand still!"

The three old men shouted, Ma Ping'an was startled, and hurriedly stood straight.

Taking a deep breath, his chest muscles suddenly swelled, and through the thick clothes, he could feel that his muscles bulging like a solid stone were trembling slightly with his breathing.

With a height of 1.78 meters and a weight of 87 kilograms, it should have been a bit fat, but in Ma Ping'an, all you feel is strength, the kind of power that is about to explode.

"Well, you and the third master have worked hard in the past few years, and this head is also decent."

Although the most annoying old man pinched his chest muscles and looked at the movement of his teeth, it seemed that he was evaluating the animal, but it was also a praise, and Ma Ping'an worked hard to squeeze out a smile in return.

"The physical training has been completed, at his age, the muscle strength has been saturated, and the skill training has reached a bottleneck, this kid has resistance to these, and it is useless to train again, so it's up to him in the future."

"What... Training done...? ”

For more than five years, this is what the third old man said, thinking that he was about to say goodbye to that hellish training, Ma Ping'an had an urge to pounce and hug him.

"This kid in mechanics and electronics really has no talent, it's too far worse than Hu Silai, forget it, but with those things, he has no problem, and he can barely be considered qualified."

Although he was a little unconvinced, the second old man's words were also true, asking Ma Ping'an to disassemble those metals every day and roll them in the oil stains, for him, it was indeed a more torturous thing than physical training.

"Well, although he hasn't finished reading those books, the key ones are almost there, this kid is really a genius to learn these things, well, Ma Ping'an, from now on, you can take a vacation! Load-bearing gear can also be taken off. ”

"Holy!! Hahahaha... It's finally liberating! ”

Ma Ping'an was suddenly relieved, laughed, and quickly took off the clothes on his body that had not been changed for many years and had been stained with black sludge, and fell to the ground fiercely.

'Bang...'

As soon as the iron coat weighing fifty pounds left his body, he suddenly felt that his body was much lighter.

Ma Ping'an jumped a few times, laughed hehe, and had already calculated in his heart: "It's a holiday... Where to go?

The book says that the new Shanghai is very fun, and it is more lively than Beijing before...

I don't know if the old man will let me go, well, it's best to take Xiaoya and them along... No, Xiaoya..."

Suddenly remembering this, Ma Ping'an's smile suddenly condensed on his face, and he tried to move the muscles on his face before he asked cautiously with a smile: "Master... Your lesson... I don't seem to be done yet, do I? ”

"Huh?"

"I mean... I mean it's a social class..."

Ma Ping'an scratched his head embarrassedly, pointed to his body, and said, "Look... I'm considered well developed, right?"

"Uh... You don't say I almost forgot,

Not really, just think of it as a minor during your vacation!

But remember, although you have read a lot of books on this subject, it is still difficult to put it into practice..."

Ma Ping'an interrupted him with a grin: "I know I know, there is a famous saying in "Ximenqing Quotations",

As a man, you must be able to completely conquer women physically and mentally to be considered successful! ”

"Okay, then I'll see how you become a successful man!"

"Rest assured! Hey..."

Although Ma Ping'an had never touched a woman much in his previous life, he had also had a few experiences in small hair salons, and he still had some experience with this.

......

A room full of messy clutter.

There are a few low-quality oil painting prints hanging crookedly on the wall, a few chairs with broken legs stacked in the doorway, and a pile of machines with exposed wires stacked in the corner...

Here, you can find almost all the household waste.

Waste paper, broken TVs, broken refrigerators, and even two toilets with no lids, a spittoon that was smashed flat...

There is almost everything here except the bed...

"Dead old man, if you have to say something, 'A man who can give a woman deadly pleasure in the sewer is a real man...',

But this is the first time in Lao Tzu's life!

Anyway, as it is written in the book, have a few candles and a bottle of red wine to have an atmosphere..."

Ma Ping'an lazily lay on the pile of broken paper in the middle of the room, looking at the garbage pile around him, and scolded in his heart.

He had a paper cigarette in his hand, and he smoked without a puff, but his eyes kept looking in the direction of the door, as if he was waiting for something.

Outside the door, there was a faint sound of footsteps.

Ma Ping'an got up with a bone, patted his buttocks, dusted off his body, picked up a pair of sunglasses beside him and put them on, and then turned his back to the door, held his head high, and studied the oil paintings on the wall.

The door opened, the footsteps paused slightly, Ma Ping'an put on a very cool look, slowly turned his head, and said in a deep voice: "You... It's coming..."

At the door, a pretty girl covered her mouth and giggled, and only stopped for a long time, gasping and pointing at him and saying, "What are you doing here?" ”

The girl was wearing a pair of black sandals on her feet, with a slender leg on her jade shoot-like toes, and her black shorts were tightly stretched on the plump buttocks, forming an extremely graceful curve with the thin waist that she held in her hand.

Looking up along the waist, the upper body is a short black T-shirt, with a snow-white flat abdomen and a small navel exposed.

"What a watery spirit!" Ma Ping'an couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Xiaoya has been his dream lover since she was a child, and under the influence of those bad books, she doesn't know how much she has loved her in her dreams.

But at this time, the dream of many years is about to come true, and I am a little overwhelmed.

Looking at Xiaoya's expression, Ma Ping'an was a little strange: "Oh, why is this expression, isn't this posture right?" This is a classic pose in that ancient blockbuster! ”

He looked at himself suspiciously.

A pair of sunglasses, one hand on the wall, one hand on the waist, the two heels crossed, the body leaned diagonally against the wall, and the ancient cigarette on the mouth that most reflects the temperament is also obliquely in the mouth.

It's just a glass of '82 Bordeaux... What's wrong?

Xiao Yaqiang couldn't hold back a smile, shook her thin waist and walked in, looking at the exaggerated swing of her waist, Ma Ping'an's head suddenly buzzed, and a fishy warmth surged in her nose, and she felt that the whole person was straight.

Walking in front of him, Xiao Ya's pair of white and pink hands gently brushed over him, and then squatted down with a smile and looked up at him...

Twenty seconds later, Ma Ping'an was like a defeated cricket, crying and lying in the waste paper pile with his face up.

Xiaoya leaned on him gently, with a smile on her little face, as beautiful as a goblin.

Then he 'giggled', gently circled his chest muscles with his fingers, and asked softly, "Are you comfortable?" What I learned on those CDs... The first time..."

Ma Ping'an nodded dejectedly, and then suddenly wailed loudly: "Comfortable is comfortable...

But the book says, "I'm so special... Call... It's called premature ejaculation...

It's over, it's over... My life is over! ”

Xiao Ya smiled, wrapped her hand around his neck, and comforted, "No... The book says that men are like this for the first time, well... In ancient times, it was the first time I had a red envelope..."

"Really?"

Although he knew that it was comforting, Ma Ping'an heard it, and his spirit suddenly improved a lot.

Thinking about it, it did seem to be similar in his previous life, and finally regained some confidence, smiled at Xiaoya in his arms, and said softly: "Or... Let's try again? ”

"Don't!" Xiao Ya sighed and got into his arms.

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After a long time, the rain stopped, the two lay side by side, the blush on Xiao Ya's face had not faded, she rested for a while, gave Ma Ping an a snap, and pouted: "Little villain, I was so hard just now, it hurt me to death..."

Ma Ping'an smirked, but shouted in his heart: "Fifteen years!" Fifteen years! Lao Tzu has finally grown up in this life! It's a man! ”

Xiao Ya was surprised and said, "What spell?" ”

Ma Ping'an explained: "I see that there are records in those ancient books, saying that a long time ago, some people knew some skills that could call the wind and rain, and they could also do all kinds of tricks, which was very powerful!" ”

Xiao Ya was even more strange, stood up, and asked, "What does that have to do with me?" ”

Ma Ping'an's hand was still gently kneading, and he said seriously: "Do you want to... Why is it that when I touch your body, people are straight... Isn't this a spell? ”

Xiao Ya sneered, reached out and scratched his face, and said, "You, you've only been able to blow nonsense since you were a child..."

Then he slapped away his big hand and whispered, "Don't make trouble... I can't do it anymore, I'll be later... Hmm..."

The voice suddenly lowered, but Ma Ping'an hooked his neck, pressed it down and choked his mouth.

Fortunately, Ma Ping'an still knew the girl's pain for the first time, it was just a joke, the two warmed up again, Xiaoya pinched his chest muscles, and exclaimed: "But your figure is really good... It's much better than the male protagonists in those films..."

Ma Ping'an laughed, then raised his arms, posed a POSS, and said triumphantly: "That's... The third old man said, if I go to participate in the ancient bodybuilding competition, I can also win the championship...

Well, since I'm in such a great shape, Xiaoya, why do you keep laughing when you walk in the door? ”

After the clouds and rain, he still remembered the failure of his perfect shape at the beginning.

Xiao Ya punched him in the stomach and said angrily: "You are pretending to be stupid!" The next time I'm going to seduce another girl...

Don't come up bare... Otherwise, no matter how beautiful your posture is, it's useless..."