But those eyes of hers, so moist and flawless, exuded a captivating charm.
It made one feel sinful just by glancing more than a few tis at her figure.
"Yes, do you have any requirents?"
I composed myself and quickly responded politely.
This was my guise, intended to get closer to her.
"Naturally, the requirent is to have rich yoga experience and be able to teach students, but you, a man, can do it?"
Lan Yun expressed doubt.
Yet her gaze lingered on my muscular body for a few monts longer.
"You’ll know by trying it out, haven’t so top yoga instructors been n?"
"That’s true, then co with to the training room to test your teaching experience."
Lan Yun led to the training room, laid out the yoga mat, and brought over a yoga ball.
"The first move, seated ditation."
I guided Lan Yun to sit on the yoga mat.
This was sothing I learned online yesterday.
So basic postures, I could basically instruct.
Quickly, under my guidance, Lan Yun crossed her legs, pushed her chest out, tightened her abdon, placed her hands on her knees, and closed her eyes.
This posture highlighted her body’s curves.
Her large cottony hips pressed out a tempting flat oval on the yoga mat.
The big chest in front, because of the upright posture, seed about to spill out.
"Breathe in, breathe out..."
Guided by my instruction, her chest rose and fell, the fair crevice deepening more.
"The second move, standing forward bend!"
After a while, I asked her to stand up and bend forward, forming a ninety-degree angle.
But those large mounds, hanging mid-air, swayed slightly.
Along with her perky, cottony hips, it ford an exaggerated rolling shape.
I deliberately ca behind her and took a glance.
The yoga pants completely sank into her cottony hips, turning into a valley.
Too alluring!
"The third move, kneeling cobra!
I swallowed hard and asked her to kneel on her knees, lower her waist, support herself on the yoga mat with both hands, and tilt her head up.
By doing so, her figure beca even more enticing!
The soft and supple curves forming a most beautiful freeze fra.
Because she arched her hips even higher.
I actually saw that the yoga pants were outlining shapes that shouldn’t be visible.
"The fourth move, soaring eagle!"
Lan Yun lay on the yoga mat, lifting her arms and legs, resembling wings spread wide.
This posture made her legs appear longer, and her tightly clenched hips even more firm.
Her back displayed a gentle curve, with her tender jade neck, and an elegant arc.
Coinciding with the sunlight outside the window, shining on her, as if she was about to truly soar.
The beauty of her form gave a thoroughly exhilarating visual enjoynt.
"But Mr. Zhang, these are all basic moves, do you have anything more challenging?"
Lan Yun, being guided by for a while, did okay, but the moves were too simple.
"There’s so, but no move is tougher than my yoga bone alignnt technique."
I spouted nonsense.
Actually, I didn’t know any more difficult yoga moves.
But bone alignnt in traditional Chinese dicine just happened to be sothing to fool her with.
"The technique you’re talking about, it’s the first ti I’ve heard of it."
"It’s my original creation, maintain this posture, and I’ll let you feel it."
Next, my hands rested on her waist and suddenly applied so force.
Snap!
The bone in her waist made a crisp sound.
"Ah!" Lan Yun exclaid in shock, "You, why does it feel like you’re breaking my bone."
"How could that be? This is to help your bones relax and realign; do you feel comfortable?"
"It seems, it’s actually a bit comfortable."
Lan Yun carefully felt it and nodded unexpectedly.
"That’s right, and for instance, your hip bone is slightly tilted, let adjust it for you."
I’d long had my eye on her cottony hips.
My hands slid down to the arched buttocks.
The soft feedback clearly reached the nerves in my hands.
When I applied gentle pressure, my hands sunk deeply into an astonishingly soft and springy flesh.
Moreover, her yoga pants were so slippery; carelessly, I slipped into the crevice between her buttocks...
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