Chapter 1232: Fighting Dogfights

Mu Qing stood in place, staring at Han Lie with a slightly cold face.

I thought that after an hour of hand-to-hand combat teaching, Han Lie would be tired and weak.

Behold......

He's even more energetic than ever!

The sky is getting dark, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky at some point.

The moonlight poured in, shining on the ground and precipitating a faint shimmer.

Mu Qing stood not far away, her slightly cold little face, and the peach blossom eyes were full of helplessness.

"Han Lie, it's already dark. It's not long before we take a break. Mu Qing pointed to the crescent moon on the horizon and reminded lightly.

This man came to the National Defense University not to teach at all.

She knew it now.

He was here to torture her.

"Since you also know that the two of us can only meet each other, why can't you rely on me a little?" Han Lie was already attracted by the lush vegetation not far away.

Han Lie didn't expect that there would be such lush grass in this area.

"Don't you think there are more mosquitoes now? Would you rather spend your time in this kind of place? You don't want to go back to the dorm with me to sit down and talk? Mu Qing clasped his hands around his chest, stared at Han Lie coldly, a sneer appeared on his red lips, and when those eyes looked at Han Lie, there was a hint of sarcasm.

Sensing that Mu Qing was angry, Han Lie immediately walked quickly towards her.

His slender arms stretched out, and he immediately encircled Mu Qing in his arms.

"Sorry, it was my negligence, it's summer and there may be a bit of a lot of mosquitoes. It doesn't matter, it's all up to you. Now that there are more mosquitoes, let's train in hand-to-hand combat and go back. Han Lie said in a gentle voice.

He didn't expect that Mu Qing's physique turned out to be the physique that provoked mosquitoes.

When he heard that Mu Qing was afraid of mosquitoes, Han Lie suddenly felt distressed.

The distress of being bitten by mosquitoes is probably only understood by those whose blood type provokes mosquitoes.

Feeling the embrace behind him very reassuring, Mu Qing couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a defeat for you." I'm not a mosquito provoker, but are you sure we're going to continue wasting time here this summer? ”

Mu Qing couldn't understand Han Lie's thoughts.

Because she never knew what Han Lie thought, the thinking of men and women has never been on the united front, so how can she see through his thoughts?

Mu Qing wouldn't even understand what kind of effort Han Lie had made in order to see her.

Hearing that there was still some room for negotiation in Mu Qing's words, Han Lie suddenly decided not to have this 'face'.

The hand holding Mu Qing tightened slightly, and Han Lie shamelessly used the eighteenth class martial arts, and actually began to be coquettish to her.

"Everything is up to you." The well-behaved words came out of his mouth, but Han Lie's performance went against the tone of the words.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qing tilted his head and asked coldly.

At this moment, there was only a chill left in Mu Qing's eyes.

She was a little disappointed.

Han Lie, let her feel disappointed.

This look of disappointment successfully frightened Han Lie.

He straightened up and looked at Mu Qing: "I'm going to fight with you now and have a try." ”

Mu Qing sneered, and the sarcasm at the corners of his lips couldn't be hidden: "The so-called fighting, the so-called competition, could it be, this is what you said, competition?" ”

Clenched Han Lie's wrist, Mu Qing's strength was not small.