C21 (1/2)

I really want to ask the questions hidden in my heart, but after mulling over it for a long time, I still haven't opened my mouth. She sewed very seriously, how could I bear to disturb her?

However, there are too many questions on You Meng's mind.

Itafini wore a set of tight red sports clothes and her entire body was brimming with vitality and vitality. She had her fair hair scattered, and her accessories had been removed. She wore a pair of white sports shoes on her feet, making her look extremely sexy and beautiful. It seemed that she had a special taste for sports and treated sports as an important compulsory course. Her beautiful figure was probably because of her long term fitness training. ”Huu.”

At 11.30 in the afternoon, after the coach ended, Itafini suddenly looked like a wild horse as she laid on the side of the fitness equipment and panted heavily. She said: ”Master Zhao, how about you teach me your spear skills in the afternoon?” As Itafini said this, she took a sip of the fruit drink and licked her rosy and sexy lips.

I laughed, ”Miss Itafini, I admire your physique, but there are some things that must be done step by step, and cannot be rushed. I won't be able to stay in your country for more than a few days, so I can only compare notes with you about some basic things. ”

Itafini was startled: ”A spar? You use the word 'sparring'? Master, you are teaching me, what qualifications do I have to spar with you? ” Itafini smiled lightly and looked at me as if she had something in mind.

I answered with a smile.

Young Master, I looked at my watch and felt that it was getting late, so I rejected him and said: ”How about this, Miss Itafini, I will come back at two in the afternoon, what do you think?”

I couldn't reject Princess Itafini's good intentions. At noon, I ate lunch with her, the dining table was extremely sumptuous, with over a dozen sumptuous dishes mixed with meat and vegetables. A waiter filled two glasses with French red wine, quietly standing at the side and waiting.

Itafini laughed lightly, pointed to the fork in front of me and asked: ”Master Zhao, if you are not used to using the fork, I can prepare a 'Sick Son' for you. ”I think, in your country, you usually eat with 'shame', right?”

Obviously, her Chinese proficiency wasn't very deep, and the pronunciation of many words she had was not very standard.

With a smile, I replied, ”I think it should be more convenient for me to use chopsticks!”

Itafini had someone find him a pair of ivory chopsticks. At that time, I thought that it was an imitation ivory chopsticks, but when I weighed it in my hands, in terms of weight, looking at its color, it should be real.

I said smilingly, ”It's a habit, a habit.” He then took the lead in taking a sip of wine.

Itafini did not question him any further and started to eat with the trident in his hand.