Tokyo: Being coveted by my wife, I just want to play games

Chapter 49 This is so good

"Your kissing skills suck."

One sentence directly broke Miyano Miwa's guard. There was a slight flush on his face. He glared fiercely and then turned around and entered the locker room.

"He's obviously a newbie, but he has to pretend to be an old man."

A smile appeared on Fuyukawa Che's lips, turned around and entered the dressing room to start changing clothes.

I have to say that this judo gym is quite high-end. There are locker rooms per person, and there are saunas and hot springs in the shower rooms.

However, these things are not very attractive to Fuyukawa Che, who was once a southerner. In fact, because he went to the north on a business trip in his last life, he was turned over and over by the bath master, and the painful experience of having his balls rubbed was so painful that he still has it. I dare not step into a bathhouse in the north again.

After simply changing into Muay Thai shorts, putting on bandages and gloves, he came to the practice room.

It's time for work and school now, and the quality of this gym is quite high. There is no one in the practice room now, except for the female judo master who just received her, kneeling next to her.

"The tatami is quite soft."

Tapping his toes on the slightly soft tatami, Fuyukawa Che tested his strength and looked at the female judoka next to him, "Do you have protective gear here?"

"Protective gear? Please wait a moment. I'll get it right away."

Glancing at Fuyukawa Che's six-pack abs, the female judoka shifted her gaze and stood up to get the protective gear.

What a handsome guy.

To be honest, as a coach in a place like the gym, she has seen many men with good figures, but there are still very few young men as handsome, muscular and successful as Cheru Fuyukawa.

Fuyukawa Che naturally didn't care what the passerby thought. He just stretched and put on the protective gear.

Protective gear is the kind of red and blue foam armor you see on TV.

Protective gear is generally used during sparring. After all, adults who often practice fighting, wrestling and Sanda are very lethal with every punch and kick. Without protective gear, they are easily injured.

It's just that Fuyukawa Cheru wore this thing not to protect himself, but to avoid getting hurt by Miyano Miwa.

In this case, he didn't need to wear headgear and chest protectors, just put on leggings. When he just put on the leggings, the sound of his white little feet stepping on the floor was also transmitted to his cochlea.

After adjusting his leggings, Fuyukawa Che looked up, and at this sight, he was stunned.

I saw a sexy and beautiful woman wearing a white judo uniform, with her bare white feet walking onto the tatami.

After putting on her judo uniform, Miyano Miwa looks very attractive.

Her waterfall-like long black hair was tied into a bun at the back of her head, revealing her delicate and charming fair face. This bun made her cold and sharp temperament much more restrained, and instead gave her a little more that didn't suit her personality. The weirdness of age.

Under the swan-white neck is a huge snow mountain wrapped in a V-neck judo uniform, with a plump belly, and under the black ribbon are two plump thighs.

Normally, most women with good figures, although they are more comfortable when held intimately, sometimes they still make people feel a little bloated, but Miyano Miwa is different.

She is 1.68 meters tall and has good body proportions. She has long legs and a short body. Her two plump thighs make her look thin from a distance and fleshy from a close look.

The figure of a beautiful woman, coupled with the sense of purity due to the round hair, the two temperaments appeared on Miyano Miwai at the same time. Fuyukawa Che was stunned at the sight, feeling the desire in his eyes, and the corner of Miyano Miwa's mouth Bringing up a proud smile.

I am still very charming!

He also said that my kissing skills are not good, so I will charm you to death!

He was proud in his heart, but Miyano Miwa didn't show it at all on his face. He just coughed and glanced at Fuyukawa Che's abdominal muscles secretly. Then he looked at the leggings and frowned slightly: "Why are you wearing protective gear?"

Fuyukawa Che moved his eyes away from her white feet, "I'm afraid I'll be kicked to death."

".Stop looking down on others!"

She didn't expect Fuyukawa Che to be so annoying when she opened her mouth. Miyano Miwa was trembling with anger and was too lazy to beep with this annoying man any more. She moved forward and backward and stepped forward to grab her shoulder, but she just rushed in front of Fuyukawa Che. One step away, "whoosh"!
  The right foot wearing a red leggings was like a battle axe, and it swiped hard at her waist!
  "Not very fast, another line-changing kick?!"

Miyano Miwa put her hands on her waist and prepared to connect her legs, but at the same time, her whole body was on guard, ready to be prepared for Fuyukawa Teru's legs to change alignment, but the next second "bang"!
  "Caught the live nito?!"

Grasping Fuyukawa Che's right leg with both hands around her waist, a hint of joy flashed in Miyano Miting's eyes, and she used the strength to prepare for a comeback, but...
  "He's too powerful."

He grabbed his right foot, but with a muffled sound, in the eyes of the female judoka next to him, Miyano Miwa was directly swept diagonally by Fuyukawa Teru's whip, her whole body was like an abandoned doll. , fell heavily on the tatami, and just as she was about to get up, Fuyukawa Che's squat right straight fist came to her eyes.

"Your reaction is quick, but your strength is too weak."

A smile appeared at the corner of Fuyukawa Che's lips, and his snare-covered right fist gently hooked Miyano Miwa's chin.

It was a very intimate move, but this time it completely annoyed Miyano Miwa, "Shut up!"

Angry and humiliated, she got up and used a stepping whip kick, but it was of no use. The whip kick was very lethal, but the consequences of opening and closing it widely would reveal more flaws.

Just sweep your ankles.

His eyes glanced at Miyano Miwa's supporting leg, but in the flash of lightning, Fuyukawa Che did not move, but tightened his left arm to block the whipping leg.

Seeing this scene, the female judoka next to her frowned. Not only her, but Miyano Miwa also frowned. She is a black belt in judo, how could she not see that Fuyukawa Teru was cheating?

But this did not make her happy, but made her even more unhappy. Do you think I'm a woman, so you let me go?
  Hey, he's no different from those brainless arrogant men!
  Miyano Miwa's eyes turned cold, and she began to sweep her legs one by one to compete with each other. In the end, when Fuyukawa Cheru didn't fight back at all, she started to shoot left and right!
  "Pah, pah, pah, pah—"

The sound of the insteps and arms hitting each other resounded in the practice room, and as time passed by, Miyano Miwa's face began to flush with excitement as her body was fully moved.

The winner has not been decided yet, why should you underestimate me? !

Just because I'm a woman? !

I was unhappy, enjoying this one-sided "suppression", but I always felt that something was missing. Miyano Miwa's eyes were very complicated as she kept sweeping her legs, but at this moment, "pop-".

Under the stunned gaze of Miyano Miba, the right whip leg she swept out was clamped again, but this time Fuyukawa Teru did not let go of the leg directly, but clamped the fair and plump long leg with both fists and pushed forward vigorously. .

"ah--"

The force was very strong, and Miyano Mitei, who was sweeping so well, was caught off guard and was pushed back several steps.

"It seems that unilateral suppression cannot completely relax you."

"What do you mean?"

Miyano Miwa's eyes widened slightly, and Fuyukawa Che shrugged, "Originally, I saw that you were under a lot of pressure at work today, so I asked you to vent, but judging from the situation just now, what you need is not unbridled venting."

Having said this, Fuyukawa Che looked at her autumn-like eyes and said with a smile, "It's probably an explosion after extreme depression."

An explosion after extreme depression?
  After the exercise, Miyano Miwa's shoulders were covered with sweat. Her eyes trembled slightly, and there was an extremely excited emotion in her pupils that she didn't even know she was welling up in. "You're talking!"

"Just try and you will find out."

Without further beeps, Fuyukawa Che changed his attitude and did not continue to defend. Instead, he stepped forward and directly jabed with his left hand and then straight punched with his right hand!

After two punches, Miyano Miwa directly raised his fists to protect his chin and rushed back three steps. But before Miyano Miwa could react, Fuyukawa Cheru stepped forward again without giving him any breathing space!
  A quick left jab followed by a low leg sweep with his right foot, and one kick directly hit Miyano Miwa's inner thigh. There was a crisp "pop" followed by a painful groan.

The huge force directly swept Miyano Miwa's body sideways, and she groaned, but Fuyukawa Teru showed no mercy at all, and directly caught up with a small uppercut with her left hand!

Of course, instead of grabbing the flaw and hitting the chin, he hit the uppercut to the abdomen!

"Well--"

It hurts, but why? This feeling of pressure is more satisfying than kicking someone directly? !
  Although the small uppercut hit her arms that had already contracted to defend herself, this punch still hit Miyano Miwa directly. Her body arched, but the eyes on her lowered and delicate face gradually became excited. , a completely different and perverted sense of excitement from the unilateral output just now!
  Left jab, right hand back punch, leg sweep, uppercut, right hand straight punch, left hand back punch!

Under the violent offensive of Fuyukawa Che, whose back muscles were arched, the pressure on her defense increased. As the pressure reached the limit, she felt that she was about to faint from lack of oxygen in this intensive offensive. Fuyukawa Che's offensive began to slow down.

Just like sinking under water and holding it in until your face is red, you emerge from the water and take a deep breath. In an instant, Miyano Miwa felt a strong sense of relief welling up in her heart. But just as she swept her legs, the next second, Fuyukawa Che's attack struck again.

Hypoxia!

She was completely out of breath, but after the pleasure of relaxation for just a few seconds, Miyano Miwa became completely excited, like a cat waiting to be fed a snack, her eyes excitedly staring at Fuyukawa Che's body movements, waiting for the next time at any time Opportunity to counterattack.

Sure enough, when she was holding it in until her face was red and she was about to be unable to hold on any longer, Fuyukawa Che relaxed her offensive again, and she quickly seized this opportunity to counterattack, but this time Fuyukawa Che didn't expect it, and she did not use the mid-range sweep again. Instead, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his left arm, clamped his plump legs up, and tried to lock his neck!
  Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu·Triangle button and crossbar!

Once locked, Fuyukawa Che will have a hard time turning over no matter how strong he is, because the locking technique involves locking the joints!

"Gonna catch you!"

After enduring for a long time, she finally had a chance to subdue Che Fuyukawa. Miyano Miwa's flushed face showed a hint of excitement, but in the next second, she felt that her body was empty. Before she could react, her whole body had been reversed by Che Fuyukawa. In arms.

"Do you think I would let a judo student stick to me?"

Blocking the waist with his left arm and locking the throat with his right arm, feeling the curve of the opponent's No. 93 big peach, Fuyukawa Che stuck his head out from behind and whispered in the ear of Miyano Miwa who was hanging in the air.

The posture of the two of them was very ambiguous. Miyano Miba was not short, but the height of 168 was still not enough for Fuyukawa Che. After hanging in the air, although her head almost touched her nose, her feet could not touch the ground at all, and the lock The strong arms on her plump belly and neck made her unable to move!

"Here again"

"Don't you like it?"

Fuyukawa Che's right arm locking the other's fair neck tightened slightly.

The feeling of suffocation came to my heart again, Miyano Miba's eyes slightly raised, and at this time, Fuyukawa Che whispered again: "You said before, what will you do if I win?"

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Feeling suffocated, rubbing her legs unconsciously, a trace of humiliation flashed in Miyano Miting's eyes, but more of it was excitement. From the corner of her eye, she saw that the female judoka had left the room at some point. She felt slightly relieved, turned her head to face Fuyukawa Che, and gently closed her eyes.

"Only this once!"

He spoke harshly, but after two seconds, the passionate kiss he imagined did not come. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fuyukawa Che looking at his lips teasingly, and the meaning was self-evident.

"You guy."

The eyes revealed more grievances, but more of desire. The next second, hot breath hit Dongchuan Che's nose.

"That's good."

　Should I say it or not? This chapter was originally planned to be written in 2,000 words and then pick up the plot of the game, but it ended up being almost 4,000 words~
  　　
  　
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