Ordinary days are always a little boring. Although Zhao Xuan lives a more fulfilling life than anyone else, he still needs more happy stimulation.

After walking out of the medical school professor's house, Zhao Xuan stretched his waist.

This professor is a university teacher who specializes in teaching traditional Chinese medicine. Zhao Xuanlai specially learned the art of acupuncture from him. Although modern traditional Chinese medicine has become very lonely, and these so-called traditional Chinese medicine professors may only know half a dozen, but after all

Given his years and experience, there is still some experience, and Zhao Xuan came here to learn from these experiences in his mind.

Of course, it is not easy to learn something from the other person. For every hour of studying with this professor, he needs to pay a thousand yuan in tuition.

With such a high tuition fee, what Zhao Xuan wants is for the other party to demonstrate and teach his experience as much as possible without hiding anything.

The professor was naturally happy to agree. Acupuncture is no longer mainstream. All Chinese medicine practitioners hope to pass on their skills, which can be regarded as leaving a spark for Chinese medicine, not to mention that other people are willing to spend money to learn.

"Well...two days...two more days, there's no need to come again!"

Zhao Xuan laughed and felt very comfortable.

Originally, his memory had greatly improved after he learned the Xiaoxiang Jue. Now that he had practiced the Bone Strengthening and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, he found that his eyes and ears had become clearer than before, and his brain worked better. The thirty or forty years of experience of the professor had impressed him.

It was absorbed as quickly as a giant whale swallowed water. It had only been more than twenty hours, and he already had a deep understanding of the art of acupuncture. Coupled with the annotations and texts in the ancient book "A Thousand Cities of Acupuncture", Zhao Xuan felt that he was close to becoming a master!

After intense study, what Zhao Xuan needs is to relax, and in Zhao Xuan's opinion, the best way to relax is to find a woman and have fun.

Looking for a woman? Who to look for? An Qing?

Zhao Xuan stopped, changed direction, and walked towards An Qing's house.

I haven’t expressed condolences to her in half a month, I should go to express my condolences, haha!

Thinking of An Qing's charming body, Zhao Xuan felt excited and his steps became faster.

Arrive at the door of room 1505 on the fifteenth floor of the apartment.

Zhao Xuan knocked on the door gently.

"Who is it?" A lazy and delicate voice came from inside the house.

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"it's me."

The woman recognized Zhao Xuan's voice, and the sound of slippers tapping on the ground could be heard in the house. Soon, the security door opened:

"How did you come!"

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"I missed you, so I came here. Did you miss me?"

An Qing threw herself into Zhao Xuan's arms and pursed her red lips:

"I miss you! I miss you so much! Without you by my side, I have no strength to do anything!" She ignored Zhao Xuan's hands that were ravaging her chest. On the contrary, she even raised her chest, quite indulgently.

Zhao Xuan laughed:

"I didn't expect that I would be so important! Originally, I was afraid that I would be rejected again when I came here."

An Qing shook her head slightly, gently opened Zhao Xuan's shirt with her small hands, and drew circles on his chest.

She said softly:

"I can't lie to myself, I really miss you! When I think of you leaving and never coming back, I don't know what to do."

Zhao Xuan ran his fingers up the woman's breasts, across her collarbone, to her white and tender neck, gently lifted her chin, and finally placed his fingers between her red lips.

Zhao Xuan smiled:

"Because you miss me so much, I'll work harder today."

An Qing giggled coquettishly. She stretched out her red tongue and licked Zhao Xuan's fingers. Then she broke away from Zhao Xuan's arms, held his hand and said:

"Come, sit down in the living room first, and I'll get you a cup of tea."

Zhao Xuan nodded. After drinking tea, the two of them stopped lingering. The most direct confrontation and the hottest passion took place in the bedroom.

It wasn't until An Qing begged for mercy, her whole body was so limp, and saliva was spilling from the corners of her mouth, that Zhao Xuan stopped his conquest.

An Qing nestled in Zhao Xuan's arms, vomiting angrily:

"What should I do...I can't live without you, what should I do..."

Zhao Xuan smiled and reached out to gently play with An Qing's hair:

"I'm afraid you have to think of this method yourself."

An Qing raised her pretty face slightly and looked at Zhao Xuan's cheek:

"Xuan, do you think...am I a bad woman? I..."

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"In my heart, you are just a woman who needs love."

An Qing's face flushed, and she pursed her lips:

"I...I don't want to do it! I want to get rid of him!" She had never dared to think about this idea before Zhao Xuan came, and she would not think about it. But as soon as Zhao Xuan came, she was intoxicated in his arms.

Even with a congested mind, I could even express such thoughts!

He is so magical!

Through these few contacts, An Qing found that Zhao Xuan was really different from ordinary boys. He was so showy and attractive.

Zhao Xuan smiled happily:

"If possible, that would be great."

An Qing lay in Zhao Xuan's arms, with the two breasts on her chest gently squeezing his side, and she murmured:

"If possible, I really want to be your only woman forever."

Zhao Xuan smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, the sound of a key being inserted was heard from the door outside the living room. The outer door was opened, but the inner door was locked by An Qing, so it could not be opened at all.

A generous voice came from outside the door:

"Xiaoqing, I know you are at home! What are you doing? Open the door quickly!"

An Qing said in panic:

"I... I'm still sleeping and haven't gotten up yet, please wait a moment!" As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and said in Zhao Xuan's ear: "You... you go to the kitchen first, that guy has never entered the kitchen... wait.

I'll take him to the bedroom, and you can sneak away when you have time."

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"I do not go."

An Qing was anxious:

"If you don't leave, we will both be in trouble! Don't you know who he is!? Go to the kitchen quickly!"

Zhao Xuan stared into An Qing's eyes:

"Didn't you just say you wanted to get rid of him? Why are you so scared before the battle?"

An Qing didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Xuan. It wasn't that she didn't want to get rid of that man, but she was afraid! She was timid.

Zhao Xuan sighed:

"Now is the best time to get rid of him!" With that said, Zhao Xuan got up from the bed and walked to the living room.

An Qing grabbed Zhao Xuan's arm in panic:

"what you do!"

Before Zhao Xuan could speak, someone outside the door shouted:

"What are you doing! Open the door quickly!"

Zhao Xuan gently pushed An Qing's hand away, smiled slightly, strode to the door, and opened the iron door.

A gust of cold air hit his face, and a man with a big belly stood in front of him. The face was very familiar. Zhao Xuan had seen it on TV before.

The man just saw the door open and was about to step into the house, but he found a man in front of him. His face was flushed at first, then red with white, and finally turned livid.

He looked at Zhao Xuan coldly:

"Who are you!"

Zhao Xuan smiled calmly:

"I want to ask, who are you!"

The pot-bellied Hua Guozhen was about to speak, but stopped suddenly. He thought of his identity, suppressed his anger, and said tremblingly:

"you!"

Zhao Xuan sneered:

"I am the owner of this house and her boyfriend. I want to ask, what are you going to do with my girlfriend?"

The pot-bellied Hua Guozhen couldn't resist Zhao Xuan's gaze at all. He avoided Zhao Xuan's sharp knife-like momentum and looked at An Qing angrily:
To be continued...