Almost all women, when describing men, will use a classic word, that is "smelly man". Because the endocrine of adult men has a male smell, and this male smell, in medical theory, is indeed a stink.
But now, the word "smelly man" is not suitable for Wang Chao at all.
Because Wang Chao's boxing practice has reached the peak, he has practiced the harmony of yin and yang, the harmony of hardness and softness, and the harmony of water and fire.
His whole body is as pure as glass, bright and flawless. After a long time of bigu, the five internal organs are clean, and the breath is fragrant, with tranquility, long distance, and deep, like a clear and clean starry sky without a trace of pollution.
Abandoning all mythological factors, to some extent, Wang Chao is indeed the god recorded in those ancient books. This is the pinnacle of human cultivation!
With such an aura and aura, even Tang Zichen, a woman who has a wealth of experience and has always stood at the top like a god, has met countless men in her life, and she has never seen Wang Chao's man with a starry sky.
After Bigu, the strange fragrance on Wang Chao's body was equivalent to immortal energy.
Tang Zichen put his arms around Wang Chao's waist naturally, and the two got close to each other, and they could smell each other's breath clearly.
The fragrance from Wang Chao's body made her feel very comfortable in terms of sensory organs. There is a kind of clean and clear wisdom that looks up at the starry sky. There is no smell of human fireworks at all.
Indeed, Wang Chao has cut off the fireworks in the world for five days, so there is still no smell of grains.
"Only the breath of my younger brother makes me not disgusted." Tang Zichen suddenly had a thought in his heart.
Wang Chao gently held Tang Zichen's other hand with his hand, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.
After a quick kiss, he kissed Tang Zichen's blemish-free, jade-white forehead. In an instant, the body fragrance also spread into his heart.
Wang Chao's movements were very light, like a white cloud, and the kiss fell from his forehead to Tang Zichen's almost perfect eyes, nose bridge, face, earlobe, and finally stayed on her pale, crystal-like lips.
Tang Zichen's eyes were slightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Facing Wang Chao's kiss, her expression was very calm, as if she was looking up at the sky. Words can describe the tranquility.
While kissing, Wang Chao gently embraced Tang Zichen's body with both hands. Walking towards the bed in the room, the movement is as natural as flowing water.
His movements became lighter, hugging and walking like this, even Tang Zichen could not feel that he was being hugged even with his eyes slightly closed.
Tang Zichen opened his eyes slightly until he felt himself falling into the soft velvet bed. He found that he was sleeping on his side, and Wang Chao was lying beside him. The two faced each other, smelled each other, and were even closer than before.
"Sister Chen, do you know how much I missed you when you suddenly stepped on the water and left that evening four years ago." Wang Chao looked at Tang Zichen's face and told his thoughts.
"Then do you still miss me now?" Tang Zichen raised his eyes and smiled. The breath of Wang Chao's words made her feel addicted for a moment.
"Of course I want to, I want to do it all my life, I want to do it in this life, and I want to do it in the next life." Wang Chao's eyes were very pure, from a master standing at the highest peak to a pure boy with first love.
Putting aside the achievements in martial arts, the prominent aura, and the ruthless methods, the 22-year-old Wang Chao is indeed a boy in love for the first time.
"En." Tang Zichen nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and touched Wang Chao's forehead.
Wang Chao also put his arms around Tang Zichen's neck. After a long kiss, his head slowly buried down and kissed Tang Zichen's chest.
Tang Zichen was wearing a purple coat today. After unbuttoning the coat, what Wang Chao saw was a silk-lubricated, lustrous and soft rose-colored underwear.
Wang Chao put his fingers on Tang Zichen's back, and lightly untied the two delicately tied bows on the back of his underwear, finally revealing the perfect body that he had dreamed of.
He held Tang Zichen's chest again, and kissed it gently, as if he was the most devout monk, holding the snow lotus in full bloom on Tianshan Mountain.
At this moment, in Wang Chao's heart, he picked the most perfect snow lotus with a sincere heart.
Only the snow lotus blooming on the top of the Tianshan Mountains and the highest cliffs is qualified to be comparable to Tang Zichen's holiness.
When Wang Chao really embraced Tang Zichen, the two were intimate and there was no barrier between them, the strongest emotion sublimated and gushed out from the depths of his heart.
In that month, I shook all the prayer wheels, not for extension, just to touch your fingertips.
That year, I kowtowed and crawled on the mountain road, not to see you, but to hug your warmth.
In that life, I traveled around mountains and rivers and pagodas, not for the purpose of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way.
At that moment, I ascended into a fairy, not for longevity, but for keeping you happy and safe...
"Sister, if there are really gods in this world, I can ascend, not for longevity, but just to keep you safe forever." Wang Chao hugged Tang Zichen, and when the two sat up, Wang Chao's words, Tang Zichen's eyes flickered for a moment, and the arms around Wang Chao's waist tightened even more, and their lips pressed together passionately.
Time passed slowly and quickly, and it was getting dark gradually. The two still hugged each other, and they did not separate. Faced with the affection of this man who is qualified to be his younger brother, Tang Zichen also sent his warmest feelings.
The powerhouses at the pinnacle finally had an emotional and physical catharsis.
It wasn't until the next day, when the warm sunlight came in from the window at the seaside of Nanyang, that the siblings Wang Chao and Tang Zichen stopped hugging.
This day and night, Wang Chao dedicated his most pious and warmest feelings to this sister who still haunts him. He vented all the emotions he had suppressed for six years, with a passion like a volcano. Unrestrained.
"Hey, little brother. I've smelled the breath on you for a long time. I wonder if I'll become addicted if I go on like this." After Tang Zichen woke up, he opened his eyes silently, sighed, and flicked Wang Chao's breath with his finger. face.
Wang Chao's skin is very delicate, shiny and elastic, even better than a baby's. After Tang Zichen flicked, a little red mark appeared, but it instantly returned to its original whiteness and tenderness.
"Sister, I'm addicted to the smell of your body." Wang Chao smiled happily, and the sun shone on his face, exuberant like happiness.
"Little brother, you are too bad. Although I agreed to your marriage proposal, we are not married yet." Tang Zichen flicked Wang Chao's face again, and a deeper red mark appeared.
"We're going to get married sooner or later." Wang Chao pursed his lips and rubbed his face.
"Brother, Yanni is here, so get up quickly."
"Sister, Yanni is here, let's get up."
Just as the two were lying on the bed and talking, suddenly, their ears moved, and they turned over and sat up. It turned out that the two of them were extremely masters. With a little concentration, they could even hear ants crawling within a radius of 100 meters. , not to mention the sound of footsteps? And judging from the sound of footsteps, within 0.3 seconds, it was judged that the person who came was Yan Ni, the leader of the German Tang Sect.
"Sister, let me help you get dressed. With Yanni's pace, it will take three minutes to get to the door." Wang Chao took Tang Zichen's rose-colored water silk underwear and sniffed it lightly.
"Wear your own!" Tang Zichen flicked his finger on the numb tendon of Wang Chao's wrist, grabbed the underwear, tied two bows on the back, put on the coat again, and instantly regained his height. , the leader of the Tang Sect, the temperament of a peak and strong master of Chinese martial arts.
"Why do you watch me get dressed? Could it be that you haven't seen enough from yesterday morning to this morning, one day and one night. Get dressed quickly." After Tang Zichen got dressed, he looked at Wang Chao and her body, and raised his eyebrows head.
"Of course I can't get enough of it." Wang Chao smiled brightly.
Just after getting dressed, the sound of the doorbell sounded on the large wall of the villa. When Wang Chao and Tang Zichen walked into the living room, the large plasma screen camera showed the tall and slender image of Yanni at the gate.
Tang Sect's seaside villa in Indonesia has very strict guards around it. Ordinary people can't get close to it, and this beach is all owned by the Tang Sect, and its influence is very powerful.
"Jenni? What happened?"
After Yanni came in, Wang Chao and Tang Zichen sat on the sofa in the living room, and Tang Zichen asked.
"It's nothing, but the Nanyang Martial Arts Association has received an invitation letter for the Martial Arts Conference. The Martial Arts Association wants to ask us about Tang Sect's intentions. To participate or not?"
"Oh, invite us?" Tang Zichen smiled lightly: "I'm afraid it's a bit tricky. One of the Tang Shuanglongs of the US Military Intelligence Agency died, and the other one is likely to organize revenge. This may be a set. But it's not What, we Tang Sect don't pay much attention to the bonuses from the Martial Arts Conference. But our Nanyang Martial Arts boxers are very optimistic. After all, the Golden Sword of Martial Arts is a great honor. Brother, you can organize For a moment, that Tang Suiyun is also a big threat to us, find a chance and abolish him."
"OK."
Wang Chao spoke calmly, as if the most outstanding figure in the US Military Intelligence Agency was an ant.