Chapter 427: "Do you want your brother to wash it for you?"

The woman came up with a fist, with a fist wind, her posture was very agile, and he leaned slightly to avoid it.
The woman came back with a clever uppercut, always attacking, always attacking.
He didn't use all his strength, guarding to test her strength.
Song Yi has the ability, but she didn't know that she would test her strength when she played.
He hides her a bit upset, whether to fight or not to fight, why are the girls so long-winded?
Song Yi directly did not follow the rules of the court, free court, how comfortable he came.
The moment he punched, the man avoided, but the next second, the woman came up on her knees and struck his belly.
The speed was very fast, he caught it, but couldn't avoid it.
He didn't know that this woman would come here, and he was beaten for two steps.
The woman didn't give him any chance to breathe, and rushed up again.
Tang Si narrowed his eyes, really, something.
Just like this, it stimulated his desire to win.
As she rushed over, he directly greeted him, raised his fist towards the woman's chest and ribs, with a fierce fist, and a phantom came on him.
It's incredible fast.
Feeling the danger approaching, the woman backed away abruptly, pressed her back against the elastic belt, and rolled sideways with her clever strength, avoiding the fatal punch with a very fast reaction.
Then, she kicked on the guardrail pile and rushed straight through without any pause, which was unexpectedly fierce.
Tang Si was a little surprised, but he just had a lot of momentum, and he wanted to spin again, but there was a gap in defense. The woman seized this opportunity, and one after another, her fists wearing gloves slammed into his ribs. It's rare...I can meet an opponent who makes him so passionate.
From the beginning to the present, he has never used his full strength. It seems that this person is really not to be underestimated.
...
In the next process.
Back and forth, this woman defended with offense, more fierce than his offense, sent fiercely.
The heart and lungs shook.
Tang Si twisted his neck slightly, vigorously, a cruel character.
His strength and tricks are getting heavier and heavier.
This made Song Yi a little overwhelmed.
"......"by.
Song Yi was short of breath, she was not this person's opponent, and her physical strength was not good.
At this time, the man's fist was thrown at her again.
She gritted her teeth, stared at the trajectory of his fist, squinted her heart, took a gamble, followed his fist, tilted her head slightly, and avoided.
Immediately, she wrapped his arms, her legs hooked his waist instantly, and she hung her whole body on his body, wrapping him tightly.
Because of this action, Tang Si flashed a touch of surprise in his eyes, and his whole body was startled. The action of wanting to throw off the counterattack suddenly stopped, and his murderous intent was instantly reduced.
With this weight and touch, she is...Song Yi.
He was able to cope with even two or three moves that had the upper hand to take her down, but he was caught by her because of the tension at this time.
She landed a punch on his back with great strength.
Every trick is very tough.
And Song Yi frowned, and suddenly realized that this man... was letting her?
She could tell the strength of his fist just now. It was very difficult to win, but now she suddenly received the fierceness...
She frowned.
Too lazy to think.
That being the case.
That million, she will earn it.
When she moved toward the man sharply this time, the man suddenly avoided her movement, very quickly, as if he had seen her moves, and easily grabbed her hand.
Just when Song Yi thought he was going to be thrown out like this.
But there was a gasping voice in the ear, low and with a smile, tightly appealing: "Beauty, you are not the same as the bed."
That tone, with the familiar scorn. The familiar voice was suppressed very low, but the ambiguous and lazy tone made her stop her movements instantly.
The whole body is soft.
It wasn't because of that, it was frightened.
"Tang, Tang Si..." Song Yi's voice trembled. How could it be him?
......
The end of this fight was caught off guard, and the audience was still unfulfilled, but there was no way.
Backstage.
Both took off their helmets.
Song Yi made Li Wen and Fu Jingsheng wait outside.
Both people's faces were covered with fine and dense sweat, and after a battle, both of them were heartily.
Song Yi stared at Tang Si for an instant.
He was leaning against the table, and he was sitting in a chair lazily.
The curve of the jaw was as as ever, he didn't speak, just gasped slightly.
The gasp sound seemed to be in her ears, brushing the eardrums, causing vibrations, making her heart beating.
He looked directly at him, and the deep black pupils seemed to be smeared with deep desire.
But it was blocked by a smile that was not a smile, and it became no trace.
Seeing the woman's dazed eyes, he raised his eyebrows.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and gently stroked her hair with his fingertips.
Song Yi stared at the slight rolling of his Adam's apple, his thin lips squirming, "Go take a bath first, and don't catch a cold for a while."
The man’s voice was the same as before, with a lazy tone, and the provoked voice, every word that overflowed from his throat, pressed the trembling magnetism, and every word hit her. Heart hump.
Penetrating in her ears evoked her dark emotions, and the numb feeling wandered through every nerve of her.
She thought he was going to ask him something first, but she didn't expect this to be the first sentence.
There was a dense warm current from the bottom of my heart, and the tip of my nose was a bit pantothenic.
It seems that no matter how unthinkable things happen, his focus will always be on her, not on the matter.
His world always feels centered on her...
She could not tell the sour and dense stuffiness and fullness.
Seeing her stunned and red nose, Tang Si was a little funny. He stretched out his hand and went to take off her gloves. His movements were meticulous and gentle. The man's breath was close at hand, entangled, and completely took her. Surrounded.
"Stupefied." He took off her gloves, his eyebrows were tender and tight, and he didn't have the fierce energy on the ring just now.
He raised his eyes, his voice was sexy, "I'm so tired from hitting my brother, do you want my brother to help you wash it?"
The man's warm and magnetic voice glided across his eardrums, bringing up a burst of heat. This simple tone seemed to contain a seductive desire.
Recklessly, every word is crisp into the bones.
Song Yi's breathing slowed down.
Scalp numb for a while.
In this world, how can a man's voice be so nice!
"I'll go by myself." When Song Yi spoke, she found that her throat was so dry, she coughed gently to clear her throat.
The eye and cheeks were full of attractive blushes, and she turned to leave.
And the man's pupils looked a little sinking.
Her chest and abdomen became hot, and suddenly she grabbed her wrist—
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