NBA: Opening breaks record

Chapter 217

This was just a small episode, and Meng Hua quickly forgot about it. He always forgot about sad things very quickly.

The two went to visit Chinatown again. With the rise of China, there are Chinatowns in almost all parts of the country. Thalia can't see it with a strong Chinese style.

The twelve zodiac signs, the 24 solar terms, and the blessings written backwards, she read one by one and asked one by one. Meng Hua never felt that she was so knowledgeable and memorized.

Seeing the Hanfu, the beauty-loving Thalia couldn't leave.

When I came out of the fitting room, I saw that she was wearing a light pink dress that reached the floor, with a cloud belt restricting her slender waist, making her appear fuller. Her long hair was tied up high, her face was like a peach blossom, and she was looking at each other.

"Is it pretty?" she asked with a smile.

"Our ancestors said that the beauty of Hanfu is called Hua, beautiful."

"I mean me." Thalia looked tenderly, tenderly.

"Pretty." Meng Hua told the truth.

Thalia dimpled like a flower, exhaling like blue: "How does Huaxia describe a beauty?"

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

"What do you mean?"

"Check it out yourself."

Thalia: "..."

After shopping around the boss, Meng Hua realized that shopping with women is much more difficult than playing basketball.

Finally back at the hotel, Meng Hua took the time to practice endurance. This training is actually mainly to improve flexibility, which is to practice yoga.

On the basketball court, if you have absolute strength, you will not be easily injured, because you can have an advantage in confrontation.

But this is for floor basketball, what if you take off and hit the step?

The flexibility is enough, the posture can be adjusted at will, and each joint can be twisted to the limit, so it is not easy to be injured.

Meng Hua's flexibility is also very good, but that's a relatively ordinary person, and he has to change into an advanced snake pose to upgrade, which is still beyond his level.

He used to practice bending forward before, but this snake pose requires the body to be stretched backwards, which is completely different.

Haste makes waste, and is prone to injury. He was going to start from the basics, so he bought a yoga ball and practiced slowly.

I thought it would be very boring, but he has never been exposed to this kind of training before, and he still enjoys it.

Just as he was appreciating his talent, the doorbell rang, but it was Thalia who came to visit.

"Hua, I looked it up. It's Li Bai's poem. His poems are so well written. You have to teach me." Talia looked very curious.

It seems that people all over the world like to learn foreign languages.

The problem is that Meng Hua doesn't understand either. He only remembers this line just now.

"His poems are very creative, but I don't understand them very well. If I teach you, it is tantamount to insulting his works."

"Just talk about it, it's better than I understand."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with what she said, so Meng Hua had no choice but to tell her "Will Enter the Wine".

He never thought that he would read Li Bai's poems to a western beauty in a five-star hotel room.

If James knew, he would probably be mad at him.

Shouldn't you be playing poker in bed at a time like this?what poetry are you talking about
After stumbling, Thalia pointed to the yoga ball: "Are you practicing yoga?"

Meng Hua nodded.

Thalia asked again: "What level?"

Meng Hua told the truth.

Thalia got up and said with a smile: "Finally, there is one thing I am better than you. This is simple, I will teach you."

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Meng Hua agrees or not, show him the advanced variant of the snake pose directly.

It was not difficult for the participants, she did this movement really easily and stretched.

She took the form of a snake, the beauty snake Medusa.

The ribcage is bent as far back as possible, and the feet are easily in close contact with the hair.

Meng Hua is not Poseidon, the god of the sea. He is not even considered the king of the sea, so how can he be a god?

After the demonstration was over, Talia wanted to check how much Meng Hua had absorbed on the spot. She was obviously very excited to be able to hold him down in sports.

"Lie on your stomach, lie on your stomach, support your arms, yes, that's it..." Thalia continued to guide the apprentice.

This is a routine operation for her who has a lot of knowledge in yoga, but Meng Hua can't do it well. He raised his feet halfway back, and his muscles and bones have been stretched to the extreme, and he can no longer turn up.

After stretching for a long time, Meng Hua still couldn't do it, and Thalia was also anxious. Is this still a man?She patted Meng Hua's buttocks: "Relax, don't be so tight."

Meng Hua was lying on his stomach, which was already inconvenient, but he couldn't bear Talia's pat.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." He screamed, turned over quickly, stood up, and rushed to the bathroom with a stride.

Thalia frowned, how could this hurt, she was worried about hurting him, so she didn't use much force, and the pain was nothing, why did you rush to the bathroom?
After staying outside for a while, seeing that Meng Hua hadn't moved, she walked to the bathroom with a concerned expression on her face: "Are you okay?"

As if bitten by a venomous snake, Meng Hua sat down on the toilet seat and bowed his waist: "It hurts, it's still hurting, I'll take a rest."

Thalia looked blank: "You are so fierce on the court, why are you so afraid of pain? And what are you doing sitting there? I won't mess with you, come out."

Come out, your thinking is simple, if I can come out, it won't hurt, Meng Hua is speechless, if I go out, I definitely can't go out, no matter what she thinks.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Hua finally walked out of the bathroom.

Thalia put down her phone and clenched her fist to encourage him: "Persistence is victory, come again."

Meng Hua shook his hands violently in fright: "No, no, I'm afraid of getting hurt."

Thalia glanced at him resentfully, her eyes were like two crescent moons, her mouth was slightly raised, as if angry and angry.

"Why don't you change your posture."

Where is Meng Hua willing to follow? Is this a matter of posture?
Thalia pouted: "Why don't you watch me do it."

She has been working enthusiastically for a long time. If she does not agree to this, the boat of friendship will capsize.

Seeing that it should be fine, Meng Hua had no choice but to agree.

He was still too young.

Thalia took off her newly bought Hanfu and wore shorts and short sleeves.

He was at the beach before, without surfing or sunbathing, and he never saw her dressed so coolly.

That pair of sexy long legs, that white and flawless skin, without any movement, is already the ultimate temptation.

She just did a chin stand, and he felt his nose was wet and raised his head from time to time.

In a confined space, a fair lady, and a healthy body, after all, he is full of vigor. After one glance at her vest muscles, he dared not look at her again, his heart beating wildly.

Is she seducing me on purpose?

It doesn't look like it looks like it, it seems that it is really teaching.

Why don't you try it out?
In case of misunderstanding, isn't it an embarrassment to the country?

Thalia suddenly put down her legs and said angrily, "Hua, I know you are a professional athlete with good physical fitness, but you look down on people. You didn't pay attention to it just now. You are obviously fooling me."

Racial discrimination is a serious crime. Aunt Jenny said that she looked down on white people. Talia wouldn't think the same.

Meng Hua categorically denied it, and continued to ask for advice.

It's just that he can't hold yoga anymore because his mind is full.

(End of this chapter)