Lucy has another yoga class next. If it counts the time, it will take more than an hour. Zhao Tiezhu simply followed Lucy into the classroom to do yoga. This yoga was said to be done by Indians. Zhao Tiezhu knew that there was a master in India, called A San. It is said that he practiced yoga to a level of unpredictable gods and ghosts. He heard that he could breathe with his head on the ground for a few days. Zhao Tiezhu was also very impressed by such a god. He wondered if he wanted to ask Lucy, could she do that? But Zhao Tiezhu stared at Lucy's plump and round buttocks, thinking that this thing would be wasted if he was used for breathing. Isn't there a poem written like this? The business girl didn't know the hatred of the country and sang the back garden flowers across the river. It was so wet.

The room where yoga was practiced was in the original dance classroom, with rectangular cushions on the ground, and Zhao Tiezhu sat directly to the front. What was amazing was that Zhao Tiezhu found that the person sitting next to him was Ling Xue, the boss of Yongcheng Fitness Club. However, at this time, Ling Xue was wearing tight sports clothes, with her feet crossed and crossed legs on the cushion, her eyes closed, and her hands naturally rested on her legs. Her thumbs and fingers were gently tapped together. Her breathing was faintly filled with a wonderful rhythm.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at this woman who was as unreasonable as Dugu Huangtian's handsomeness. The woman's figure was very perfect. Although her breasts were not as large as Lucy, they were very harmonious with her whole body. There was no trace of makeup on her face. Lucy whispered to Zhao Tiezhu, "Sometimes she will come here to practice yoga, and her yoga level is very high."

Zhao Tiezhu nodded in surprise, but unexpectedly, this strong woman could practice good yoga. After Lucy finished talking to Zhao Tiezhu, she turned around and returned to the first-level high school stage in front.

"Everyone relax your body and straighten your waist!" Lucy's face was soft, no longer as stupid as before, and she also had her legs crossed.

Zhao Tiezhu had never practiced this, so he sat cross-legged and meditated for a few minutes. Lucy said, "Put your hands together."

Zhao Tiezhu closed his hands on his chest with obedient hands. Suddenly, Lucy's mouth suddenly spit out a slightly cloudy word: The pronunciation of the entire word "Mo" is emitted from the head cavity, and the breath in his mouth is constantly. After the sound of the word "Mo" for seven or eight seconds, it suddenly changed to the pronunciation of the word "En", and the breath continues for seven or eight seconds. This is quite a test of the lung capacity of Zhao Tiezhu's body, not to mention seven or eight seconds, it is no problem for half a minute. However, when Zhao Tiezhu learned Lucy's pronunciation method, he suddenly felt a wave of echoes in his mind, and then the two simple pronunciations of the word "Mo and En" expanded infinitely in his mind.

Zhao Tiezhu's mind suddenly became clear!

However, the Qingming Festival appeared very quickly and disappeared very quickly. Almost when Zhao Tiezhu wanted to capture the Qingming Festival, the Qingming Festival that appeared out of thin air was gone.

Zhao Tiezhu felt that his body had reached its peak at this moment, and it was even more sublimated than before.

What's going on? Zhao Tiezhu was surprised. Before the strangeness was over, Lucy made a simple gesture of lifting his hands. Zhao Tiezhu looked at it intently. After Lucy lifted his hands, the already burly weapon seemed even more straight. Zhao Tiezhu felt a little moved and looked right slightly. Sure enough, Ling Xue also lifted her hands. This action further highlighted Ling Xue's perfect figure. Her slim waist seemed to have strange magic power, which made Zhao Tiezhu almost blindly look.

Ling Xue didn't even look at Zhao Tiezhu, and followed Lucy to do the movements on her own. Lucy did several movements. Every movement of yoga required to get a position and stretch. It was not difficult for Zhao Tiezhu. "Everyone put his feet together, turned 90 degrees to the right, pressed his upper body naturally, with his hands facing the ground, and the center towards the soles of his feet." Lucy said.

Zhao Tiezhu originally did it very seriously, but he raised his head inadvertently. Well, everyone should believe that he raised his head inadvertently. Originally, he and Ling Xue were sitting side by side. After turning 90 degrees, Ling Xue became in front of him. When Zhao Tiezhu looked up, he saw Ling Xue's back. Since his upper body was bent down and his lower legs were straight, Ling Xue's tight sweatpants showed the round hips perfectly. Zhao Tiezhu looked at the round curve and suddenly thought of something, peach! It was indeed the same soft curve as peach.

Zhao Tiezhu, who practiced this yoga, was overjoyed. An hour passed without realizing it. Ling Xue never looked at Zhao Tiezhu from beginning to end, as if Zhao Tiezhu was just like air. Zhao Tiezhu was also happy that others ignored him and thought that what he should have looked at, just pretended that Ling Xue had devoted herself to art.

After the yoga, Zhao Tiezhu felt refreshed and sweat beads were faintly hanging on his body. With Zhao Tiezhu's perverted physique, he had to run at least ten kilometers to sweat, which shows how effective the yoga is.

After Ling Xue finished yoga, she put the mat aside and left the classroom. Lucy walked down the steps and said to Zhao Tiezhu, "How is it, it's very beautiful."

"Yes, but it's better for Lucy to lose some humanity." Zhao Tiezhu said with a chubby step forward, and Lucy said with a smile, "I think so too, she doesn't talk much to people. It seems that she is just working except work. Such a life is too unemotional, and I don't like it."

"That's right, although we don't make much money, we live a comfortable life, have more friends, and have a good time playing." Zhao Tiezhu echoed.

"There are too many women?" Lucy covered her mouth and smiled.

"Where, I'm very pure." Zhao Tiezhu said shyly, wiping his head.

After class here, it was already noon. Lucy and Zhao Tiezhu drove back to the villa in a car. Cao Ziyi also finished drawing and came back, holding some ingredients in her hand.

"Sister Ziyi, I find that I can't live without you." Zhao Tiezhu looked at the delicious table made by Ziyi and said, "With you here, we can eat delicious food every day, and we don't have to eat instant noodles or something all the time."

Cao Ziyi smiled, "Then you eat more."

"Yeah, yeah." Zhao Tiezhu swallowed voraciously, and Su Yanni was not at all inferior. Cao Ziyi looked at the two of them with a funny look, "Slow down, no one will compete with you."

After eating Cao Ziyi's hearty meal, Zhao Tiezhu helped to clean up the dishes and was wondering if he wanted to take a break when Linda called.
Chapter completed!