Tofu Dongshi

He immediately suggested: "Let's have a competition? I always feel unreal when I practice by myself."

Zhen Zhigong hesitated, "Isn't that good?"

Although Dou Jiafu's kung fu has made great progress, after all, he has only learned it for more than a month, and the gap between him and him is still relatively large, so there is no need to compare the two, and there is no suspense in the result.If there is a real comparison, the fists and feet have no eyes, if there is a slip and hurt someone when the two are fighting, then I will feel sorry for him to death.

Dou Jiafu glared, "You look down on me? Then I'll compete with others!" After saying that, he wanted to go out.

Zhen Zhigong quickly pulled him back, "All right, let's have a competition."

The best of the Zhen family's martial arts is him, Young Master Zhen. If it was replaced by another guard, his hands would not be accurate, and accidents would be more likely to occur, so it would be better for him to go on stage in person.

Dou Jiafu smiled slightly, and said again: "Since it's a competition, it's fun to win prizes. How will the losers be punished, and what rewards should the winners get?"

Zhen Zhigong secretly felt it was funny, no matter what, he would never lose, and Dou Jiafu said that punishing the loser was tantamount to digging a hole and jumping into it.

Tsk tsk, this little guy is really childish. I praised him a few times earlier, so I really thought that I was already full of skills and could compete with him?As expected of someone he likes, how can he be so cute!

After admiring his own taste in his heart, Young Master Zhen was really curious about what fun lottery Dou Jiafu could come up with to punish himself, so he said bluntly: "You have the final say."

Dou Jiafu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "How about punishing the loser to drink three drinks, and then the winner can ask the loser to do one thing?"

I thought it was something, but it turned out that I was punished to drink three glasses of wine, that was too simple.As for the winner being able to ask the loser to do one thing, that doesn't make much sense. It's too late for me to be nice to this little piece of tofu, so of course I won't force him to do something embarrassing.

Zhen Zhigong was greatly disappointed, but he had already promised to let Dou Jiafu have the final say, and he couldn't go back on his words, so he had to agree.

Then, the two followed the rules of the rivers and lakes and clasped their fists at each other, then opened their postures and started fighting back and forth.

Dou Jiafu is going all out, although he has a small calculation of "unspeakable" in his heart, although he knows that he is far from being someone's opponent, but he doesn't want to be defeated by him with three or two casual moves, otherwise he will lose face. It's too difficult to go up.

Zhen Zhigong was afraid of hurting him, so he only used less than [-]% of his strength, and slowly dealt with him, and gave advice and reminders from time to time.

This kind of fighting is much more effective than Dou Jiafu's head-to-head practice, and his physical strength is also greater. After thirty or so rounds, he can't stand it anymore.

After struggling for several more rounds, Dou Jiafu finally exhausted his strength, his feet softened, and he fell to the ground.

How could Zhen Zhigong really let him fall to the ground, and immediately stretched out his long arms without thinking, and pulled him into his arms.

Dou Jiafu took advantage of the situation and leaned on his shoulder, holding his waist and gasping for breath.

Zhen Zhigong's body froze for a moment, he felt that it was dangerous for the two of them to be too close together, but it was not good to push him away immediately, so he could only ask seriously: "How are you, are you okay?"

Dou Jiafu panted and shook his head: "No, it's okay."

Although he was fine, he didn't intend to let go at all. It seemed that he was really exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

It was inevitable that the two of them had physical contact when they exchanged moves just now, but at that time the two had no distracting thoughts and would not think in a wrong way, but now he did it deliberately, so it is very different.

Leaning on someone's strong chest, feeling his back wrapped in a solid and powerful arm, his nose is filled with his sweaty but not unpleasant body odor, Dou Jiafu's face can't control the hair got hot.

Fortunately, after fighting for a long time, he was already blushing, panting and heartbeating, so he wouldn't let someone look strange because of this.

On a scorching hot day, both of them were wearing thin clothes, and they were hugging the person he loved but didn't get, Zhen Zhigong felt his heart scratching, and his body temperature was also rising rapidly, he couldn't help crying in his heart, Hastily said: "I'll help you to sit and rest for a while."

Talking half pulling and half hugging, he forced Dou Jiafu to sit at the table, and immediately walked around to the other side to wipe his sweat and try to cool down.

In a direction that Young Master Zhen couldn't see, Dou Jiafu pursed his lips angrily, and wait and see!

Now that the winner is decided, it's time to cash in on the lottery.

Zhen Zhigong managed to restrain his eagerness to move, so he went out and ordered his servants to fetch wine from the cellar.

After a while, a servant came with a carved silver jug ​​and two glass cups, Zhen Zhigong waved him back and poured half a glass of wine himself.

Dou Jiafu has never seen this kind of wine before. The color of the wine is as bright as blood, but it smells fragrant. If it's not intense, even if you don't know how to drink, you won't get too drunk and hurt your body after drinking three glasses.

After seeing the oddities, Dou Jiafu was also very happy. Without saying a word, he raised his head to drink up the cup, but he coughed because he drank too fast.

Zhen Zhigong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly stretched out his hand to comfort his back, "Drink it slowly, this wine will taste better if you taste it carefully."

Dou Jiafu collected himself and smacked his lips, well, the taste is pretty good, much better than he imagined.

It turned out that when his father was still alive, he would often drink two taels of cheap soju.When he was young, he took a sip curiously, and he was so hot that he burst into tears. Since then, he has never drank alcohol.

Then, he didn't bother Young Master Zhen to do it himself, and poured himself a drink or two.

After three cups, he was a little puzzled, hey, why are you still not drunk?

He didn't know that this kind of wine has some aftertaste if it is not strong, but it will not be immediate.

How could this be good, he planned to use alcohol to strengthen his courage to extract a confession from Zhen Zhigong, he has a thin skin, some things he would be ashamed to say when he was sober.

Didn't drink enough?

While Dou Jiafu was pondering, Zhen Zhigong saw that he drank with gusto, and the glutton in his stomach was hooked.

However, just as he was about to pour himself a glass, Dou Jiafu quickly grabbed the jug in his hand, smiled brightly and said, "This wine is so delicious, I want to drink it."

He didn't pour wine into the glass this time, he simply lifted the pot to his mouth and drank it, his posture was so bold and unrestrained.

Zhen Zhigong was dumbfounded, this way of drinking wine, isn't it drinking cows?It is always difficult to get this kid to drink like poison, why did he suddenly change his sex today?

Sensing his gaze, Dou Jiafu stopped, and stared at his eyes that were already filled with water vapor, "Why, you are not willing to give me a drink? Cheapskate!"

Zhen Zhigong rubbed his forehead and smiled wryly, then waved his hands as if resigned to his fate, "Drink, just drink! Drink as much as you want!"

Dou Jiafu's scheme succeeded, he smiled sinisterly and was not polite to him, he really drank a full jug of wine to the last drop.

At the end, he hiccupped, stuck out his tongue and licked the wine stains on his lips, and showed a tranced smile, "Really, it's really delicious..."

Seeing the two light-colored thin lips protruding from the tip of the tender red tongue, which was dipped in the dark red wine and then retracted into his mouth, Zhen Zhigong's throat tightened instantly, and he felt his mouth dry up.

At this time, Young Master Zhen was distracted, so he ignored a major problem - someone was drunk and was about to go crazy.

Putting down the jug, Dou Jiafu stretched out his hand and tugged at the skirt of his clothes, muttering and complaining: "It's so hot."

So, across a table, before Zhen Zhigong could stop him, Dou Jiafu simply took off his shirt and threw it on the table, exposing his entire upper body in vain.

Zhen Zhigong almost spurted blood when he saw it!

After feeling a little cooler, Dou Jiafu sighed comfortably, then staggered towards Zhen Zhigong, who seemed to have cast a spell of immobilization, and said with a smile: "You won, what do you want me to do? Anything is fine." .”

Before he finished speaking, the person fell limp again as if his muscles had been pulled away.

Seeing him smiling innocently, the veins on Zhen Zhigong's forehead twitched and his temples were throbbing, he made a mistake, how could he agree to let this kid drink just now?Although he was the one who was punished, but he was the one who was tormented and tested!