"No problem." Rong Yanran agreed happily, thinking that she was once a Taekwondo master. Although she had changed her body, she was still very familiar with the basic movements. But she was a little surprised, "Master, the Ninth Prince taught me kung fu before, so it seemed that it was not so troublesome."

As soon as Rong Yanran finished speaking, Ye Ji's eyes, which were still tender and smiling just now, emitted a murderous aura: "Afraid of trouble?! Let's go and find the Ninth Prince to teach you!"

Rong Yanran secretly scolded herself for talking too much, why did she tell her how others taught her in front of the current master? Now that they are their masters, they naturally cannot treat them as subordinates. So she smiled flatteringly: "What is the master saying? I have worshipped you, a peerless master, and naturally I have to learn from you well. Don't worry, I will firmly implement what the master said in the future and will never refute." She raised her hand and said confidently.

Ye Ji expressed satisfaction with her quick awakening and nodded, "Okay, today you practice leg pressing and moving."

Rong Yanran felt a little embarrassed again when she heard this, and tried to discuss: "Master, this is too difficult for me. I have practiced it many times before," It's really true that her Taekwondo can beat up several gangsters, so her leg skills naturally have a foundation. Moreover, the Ninth Prince tried to teach her the skills of a three-legged cat. Of course, in the end, she gave up herself, "Do we want to start with a more difficult one?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Master Ye Ji unhappy again, and even his tone became a little cold: "Have you practiced before? Who taught you? Did the Ninth Prince?"

Rong Yanran consciously said the wrong thing again and hurriedly said obediently: "Master, don't be angry, I'm just obedient." As she said that, she reluctantly walked to the table next to her and placed her left heel on the object. She raised her toes, stretched her legs, held her hands on her left knee, then stood up and urged her waist forward and downward, touching her toes. She did very seriously, but her face was full of unhappy messages.

Ye Ji didn't say anything. She thought that one leg would be enough, so she changed to another one. Ye Ji looked at her standard movements, her legs were straight, her face was serious, and she had a few strands of black hairs hanging down, her stubborn eyes, and her red lips were pouting.

Suddenly I remembered that when she was in the Luo family, she and Zhu'er were quietly followed by a few hooligans. She defeated those people by surprise. She had no internal strength and simply used her skills to show that she might have had a little insignificant foundation. She was too sensitive just now and made her unhappy. He did this, first, hoping that she would lay a good foundation and learn easier in the future, and second, he didn't want her to work too hard and be easily injured, so he would protect her.

Leg-pressing is not difficult for Rong Yanran. It is rare that this simple and boring movement is repeated again and again. Ye Ji next to him just looked at her intently, without saying a word, without stopping, nor how her movements are. The atmosphere is too depressing and embarrassing! His eyes shot directly at him. Although he knew that he was simple, she really couldn't stand the man's gaze.

Ye Ji's lips curled up a curve without notice. He hugged his hands in front of him, looking at the girl in front of him with satisfaction with serene satisfaction. This was a good feeling of being a master, fully regaining the bullying and discrimination he had suffered in front of Rong Yanran before.
Chapter completed!