Drunk Lan Yin

Man: In order to get closer to my lady, I have to exercise hard and start with Zama Step. The woman stood aside, punched hard, the wooden stake fell to the ground, rolled her eyes, and left. . . . . . The man next to him was shaky like a weakling: he was so heartbroken. . . Man: In order to get into your lady's bed, I must ensure that I won't get out of bed even if I kick her to death, and my ability to withstand beatings must be guaranteed. The woman flew to the side, and the wooden man's head flew away. . . . She glanced at the man and left. . . The hero and his sparring partner are left alone, trembling in the morning mist Man: In order to achieve an overwhelming victory when fighting against the lady in bed, the force value must be strong. The woman glanced at the man across from her indifferently, her eyes revealing a tenderness that she had never noticed. She was rough on the surface but patiently guided his attacks one by one. After the morning exercise, the man caught up with the woman. . . . . .