Dragging his tired body, he hurriedly opened the door.

I was a little confused. Why did Daofeng come to me for? I was just about to find him.

"Blade? A rare guest!" Oscar said exaggeratedly.

Blade shook his head and smiled, "Don't you invite me in and sit?"

"Of course! Brother Dao came here and I wouldn't invite you in and sit for a while! Please!" Oscar gave in and made a gentlemanly move.

The blade took a step forward and then slowly closed the door...

"Blade, why are you watching me like this? Let me tell you, don't do it randomly! Otherwise I will scream!"

Oscar watched the blade close the door, then looked at him with a charming smile on his face, his heartbeat a little faster.

Damn it! He is a man! Oscar yelled in his heart.

Blade was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "Next, should I say 'Call, yell, even if I scream, I will not be able to save you even if I scream,'?"

Take a step forward while speaking.

Oscar stepped back and was forced to the corner of the wall, and had to wrap his hands on his chest, with panic on his face.

He said: "Blade, don't do this, same-sex will have no result. What's more, I like girls!"

This hurt little beast-like, horrified and shaking look is really pity.

The blade approached again and said with a smile: "But they really like you."

"No, no, Blade, you don't like me, you just want my beauty. Besides, we don't have a foundation in emotional life! We can't last forever!"

Blade shook his head and smiled: "Fellowship can be cultivated slowly. Xiao Ao, you must have confidence in us." He took another step forward.

Oscar was completely blocked by him and retreated. He looked at the blade near him and was anxious.

The blade's breathing, even the faint smell of sweat, could be clearly felt, his eyes as vast as stars and as calm as water were looking at him...

What a charming eye.

No! Oscar roared in his heart to dispel this terrible thought.

What to do! What to do! Is my Oscar going to be exploded today...

When he thought of that scene, he felt cold in his heart. How could a dignified eight-foot-foot man bear such shame!

He was about to cry for help, but he wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked!!

This delicate and warm touch makes Oscar intoxicated.

He was pressed against the wall by the blade.

Oscar naturally knew the strength of the Blade, where could he resist?

He closed his eyes in despair.

Unexpectedly, Oscar will suffer such humiliation today!

...

"Well? Why didn't this guy Blade beat me yet? Did he find out his conscience?"

After feeling that the sealed mouth could breathe again and the pressure on his body disappeared, Oscar opened his peach blossom eyes with confusion.

The blade looked at him faintly.

"Have you discovered your conscience?" Oscar said carefully.

The blade stretched out his hand and wiped his clothes under Oscar's vigilant gaze.

"What's wrong?" Oscar said carefully. He was ready to take the door out at any time. Once the blade moves abnormally, it will be implemented immediately!

The blade said lightly: "Your saliva is on my hands, it's so disgusting."

Oscar remembered the scene when he was about to call for help and was blocked by the blade with smooth, delicate and warm hands.

That feeling is so wonderful.

He said coquettishly: "Isn't it all your fault?"

After the blade wiped his hand, he poked Oscar's head and said, "It's just a joke. You are not really looking forward to anything in your delicate tone, right?"

Oscar's old face turned red and he patted his blade and said, "I'm looking forward to it! What I like is girls!"

Blade smiled and looked at the room.

"Hey, what are you doing? You can't just come to scare me and then inspect me, right?"

Oscar curled his lips, feeling completely relieved and a slight sense of loss.

Blade glanced at Oscar's pig's nest and shook his head and walked to the table to sit down.

Of course Oscar noticed his move and wanted to refute it, but after looking at the quilt, he chose to close his mouth.

It's indeed a little messy, well, just a little bit.

Blade looked at him and said, "It's time to talk about the serious business."

Oscar sat on the bed and said lazyly: "Tell me, why are you here to find me?"

Blade Feng smiled and shook his head: "Yeye, what we are going to talk about next is why you came to me?"

Oscar was stunned: "I'm looking for you?"

"Yes. When I returned to the dormitory, I found traces of others in front of the door. Based on the type, size of the shoes, the depth of the remaining traces, the distance of steps and some special habits when walking, I speculate that it is very likely you. However, the traces on the stone floor are too light after all, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong. Tell me if it is you. If it weren't for you, I would go back and take a shower."

Oscar looked at Blade, his expression on his face seemed to be a ghost, and his mouth was wide open.

"Are you still a human being? You can tell that it's me?"

Blade said calmly: "Don't be surprised, just a trick of calves. Let's get straight to the topic and tell me what I'm looking for?"

Oscar quickly sat upright, straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked at the blade seriously.

"Yes, I do have something to ask for you."

Blade leaned against the seat, raised his legs, smiled slightly, and said in a long tone: "I'm so tired this day, my shoulders are a little sore--"

Oscar immediately realized that he jumped out of bed, took three steps and came behind the blade, gently kneading his shoulders.

"Brother Dao, do you think this strength is appropriate?" Oscar said attentively.

Blade said comfortably: "Eat more force, yes, yes, this force is very good."

"Right some."

"Brother Dao, isn't it here?"

"Go over, well, that's it here."

"Brother Dao, do you want to massage your legs?"

...

Blade looked at Oscar standing in front of him and said, "What's the matter that I want to ask me for help."

The Oscars hesitated a little when they were about to come. After a long period of silence, they slowly spoke: "I hope I can learn swordsmanship from you."

The blade looked at him.

"Why did you have this idea?"

Oscar pursed his lips and whispered: "I don't want to hide behind my teammates forever."

Blade Fen smiled and said, "A good reason, but your martial soul is destined to be inherently deficient on this path, and this path will be difficult to walk."

Oscar said firmly: "I can hold on!"

Blade said: "It seems that your will is very firm, so I will teach you one or two moves."

Oscar was overjoyed: "You agree?!"

Blade smiled and said, "I agree."

"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple!" Oscar was about to become a disciple.

The blade lifted him up.

Oscar was confused, what are he doing?!

Blade smiled and shook his head: "I didn't hold back the last one who wanted to climb up the pole.

With that kick, five of his ribs broke on the spot. Now I have a lot of temper. You guy is so lucky."

Oscar smiled awkwardly. He really had this idea, because he would definitely not lose money based on the skills shown by the blade. After becoming a disciple, how could he not show some of his skills to teach himself?

Unexpectedly...

The blade let go of him and shook his head: "Come on paper and pen."

"Okay!" Oscar responded and quickly began to rummage the boxes and cabinets.

The blade is interesting to see. The paper and pen are hidden enough. Isn’t it a treasured object?

Oscar happily took out paper and pen and put it on the table after working hard.
To be continued...