It can be seen that her basic martial arts skills are very solid. Miss Yi Tafenli told me that since she was young, she has always loved to carry guns and stick, and Mr. Li Xiaolong's martial arts films have made her fall in love with the Chinese kungfu. She has bought a few books on it, but she is a person from Y Country, if she does not have the guidance of her master, it would not be easy for her to train in it.

I started to teach Yi Tafenli how to cultivate her basic skills and how to use the horse stance. Yi Tafenli was sweating profusely from practicing, but she didn't slack off at all.

At 11.30 in the afternoon, after the coach ended, Yi Tafenli suddenly looked like a wild horse as she laid on the side of the fitness equipment and panted heavily. She said: "Master Zhao, how about you teach me your spear skills in the afternoon?" As Yi Tafenli said this, she took a sip of the fruit drink and licked her rosy and sexy lips.

Yi Tafenli laughed lightly, pointed to the fork in front of me and asked: "Master Zhao, if you are not used to using the fork, I can prepare a 'Sick Son' for you. "I think, in your country, you usually eat with 'shame', right?"

Obviously, her Chinese proficiency wasn't very deep, and the pronunciation of many words she had was not very standard.

With a smile, I replied, "I think it should be more convenient for me to use chopsticks!"

Yi Tafenli had someone find him a pair of ivory chopsticks. At that time, I thought that it was an imitation ivory chopsticks, but when I weighed it in my hands, in terms of weight, looking at its color, it should be real.

Yi Tafenli looked at the red wine in front of me, her brows knitted slightly, and asked: "Master Zhao, are you used to drinking red wine? "What do young people in your country usually like to drink?"

I said smilingly, "It's a habit, a habit." He then took the lead in taking a sip of wine.