In the room, Chu Xiangru and Moji were having fun. A figure outside the door was gritting his teeth, and the faint sound from inside made him feel lustful. He couldn't help but curse in his heart: Slut, I usually have to do it.

He pretended to be cold in front of him, but he was not as ungrateful as he was. He couldn't help but kicked the door hard with his feet and turned around and ran away.

A "boom" sound came from outside, which scared Moji and Chu Xiangru. Little Moji couldn't help but burst out, and a stream of hot essence was poured on Chu Xiangru's buds, and she couldn't help but let her go.

A soft and soft spasm, the tender baby sucked the monk's head tightly, and his fingers tightly into Moji's back, slumped in his arms, but his heart was dying in the air

Floating in it.

That morning, I came to the Sports Bureau with Xu and Long. Now Moji already knows that some things have to be done by himself.

The Sports Bureau is not big, with a two-story office building.

The three of them entered the office and received them by the office director, a young woman in her thirties, who was quite beautiful. Moji sighed, why are the office directors all beautiful women? Is it true as the legendary one?

Is the office director the director's backup wife?

After listening to Moji's purpose, she smiled slightly on her handsome face and said with a smile: "A young man has such a great ambition, which is really worthy of praise." She paused for a moment, "Just just said that

Opening a martial arts school is a very troublesome thing. I wonder what preparations Mr. Mo has made?"

"All preparations are made, and the Public Security Bureau's license has been completed." Moji carried out the Public Security Bureau, and the review there was tight enough.

"Haha. The public security is responsible for reviewing safety issues, and each performs its duties." The young woman director said in an analysis.

"I wonder what review is responsible for in the Sports Bureau?"

"Which martial arts master does Mr. Mo learn from? Have you ever won medals in any competition?" The young woman director was quite patient.

Moji shook his head in pain when he heard this, and said, "I learned Sanfeng Tai Chi with an old Taoist priest. I don't know what level he is, nor have I won any medals."

The young woman director smiled and sighed, saying, "That's a bit troublesome. We can't rate you a level, it's not something that anyone can open a martial arts school."

"Who? Who said that I was learning Sanfeng Tai Chi just now?" A hurried female voice came, and a bright figure followed her into the office.

The young woman director stood up, pointed at Mo Ji, and smiled "Haha" and said, "Coach Pan is so powerful. It's Mr. Mo who said he is a disciple of Sanfeng Tai Chi."

Moji saw that he was a female friend, and his natural personality was undoubtedly revealed. He was thief and his smiling face was vivid and cute. After a pair of thief-eyed and mouse eyes scanned the 360-degree all-round three-dimensional scan of the plate coach, he couldn't help but be stunned and shocked.

.Every part of this woman is so well-proportioned, without Lin Daiyu's classical beauty, nor with modern and fashionable feminine beauty. It is a kind of beauty with a unique personality that combines classical and modern, quiet and lively.

The instrument is not big or small and hidden in casual sportswear, only revealing the firmness of the buttocks, and a kind of sporty beauty comes out.

Coach Pan has long been accustomed to Moji's vision. When he was studying at Central South Normal University, did he see fewer disciples who were swearing in their figure? He is not one more now.

He glanced at Moji with contempt and thought to himself: Is he the gangster who is also the heir of Sanfeng Tai Chi? He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Moji's bad smile hung on his face, his pair of rat eyebrows and eyes wandered around, and he smiled awkwardly: "I wonder why this sister's surname is interested in Sanfeng Tai Chi?"

Coach Pan seemed to have no interest in him and said depressedly: "You are deaf, right? Didn't the director just call me Coach Pan?"

When everyone's face changed when they heard the girl's words, the young woman director was stunned.

Moji, the little hooligan, seemed to have not heard it, and he still looked at her with a smile and said, "It is not a good thing for girls to be sarcastic and mean. I can't even find a man tomorrow."

The two of them went back and forth, and they did it like this.

The girl's eyes were wide open, her cheeks were bulging, and she spat repeatedly: "Shameless little hooligan, believe it or not, I slap you to death."

Moji seemed to cooperate with her, holding her head with both hands, looking scared, and said with a smirk: "Auntie, don't pat me. It's not worth it to pat me to death. You have to pay for it.

Where is the coffin."

This look, the tone is so funny that everyone laughs at it.

The girl couldn't help but lose her anger and smiled. "What can you do with a slick heart? You still want to run a martial arts school?" The girl rolled her eyes. The different beauty appeared again, and Moji couldn't help but be stunned again.

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"Good sister, I really want to run a martial arts school. The address has been rented, and there are about 0 students." Moji has always been thick-skinned, and he will show it as long as he gives some chance.

In fact, this coach Pan came to the provincial sports bureau for investigation, and he really had such a project to promote "Qigong and Tai Chi". He just couldn't find a suitable qigong master and Tai Chi master.

I heard someone outside the door say that he was practicing Zhang Sanfeng Tai Chi. When I saw that Moji was not only young but also looked like a lustful hooligan, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. So I was not polite.

"It's okay if you really want to do it. I have to show you your true abilities. As long as I can take twenty tricks, not only will I issue you a certificate, but the country will also pay to support your martial arts school. How about it?

Little hooligan?” Although I no longer hate this little brat who has not yet escaped my childishness, my mouth has not spared him.

When Moji heard this, hehe, is there such a good thing? As long as you have money to make, then let’s compete, let’s compete with the beauty? Then you can make another profit by touching your chest and taking advantage of it, which is quite cost-effective.

"Okay, that's the first time competing with a beautiful girl like my sister. Sister, you have to show mercy. Don't slap me with your hands." I still remember her words that slapped him to death.

If the girl slapped him to death just now, then the girl is so angry that she is so angry that she really has plans to slap him to death. She rolled her eyes one by one, and this little kid is also

So stingy.
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