Gu Yi was so frightened that he threw away his fascia gun and knelt on the bed, dumbfounded by Song Yimian's sexy moves, "Song, Song Yimian? You've been out for less than a minute. What kind of stimulation did you receive? What push-ups are you doing now?" Huh? Involution?!"
"What is Lao Tan's arrangement again, a hidden... mission?" Gu Yi was worried, his buttocks were on the edge of the bed and he hesitated to lie down opposite Song Yimian, "The consequences of not doing it What is it? I’ll see if I can bear it. If I can, I won’t do it.”
Song Yimian huffed and puffed and did twenty push-ups in a row, then propped up his body and stopped, "I'm exercising, I don't have a mission."
"Either relax your muscles quickly or practice with me, don't be so nagging!"
Gu Yi then sat down on the bed, reached for the fascial gun, and waved his hand with a clear face, "I don't practice. Wouldn't it be better if you just said involution? I'm big-hearted, not like you , I won’t get involved with you.”
"On such a great night, let's have some barbecue, drink some drinks, and watch a game. Why can't we do better than you?"
"Looking at the whole team, I am the only one who can be in the same room with you. If other people see you like this, they must not follow you and exhaust their energy." Gu Yi boasted without restraint.
"..."
Within two minutes, Song Yimian changed his movements again.
"Song Yimian?!" Gu Yi jumped up from the bed again, "You've gone too far. Is there a limit to involution?!"
"After doing push-ups and doing crunches?!" He subconsciously touched his belly... He had eaten a little too much recently.
The trace of shame that suddenly rose in his heart was quickly suppressed by him.
In order to lose weight, he had already eaten a lot less delicious food. Now, while maintaining the status quo, he could no longer be stingy with his mouth.
He is still growing, and during adolescence, staying healthy and in a good mood is the most important thing. Gu Yi was optimistic about his body.
"There is a limit to my patience!" Gu Yi pointed at Song Yimian, feeling a little angry and doing a few more jumping jacks.
Song Yimian finished a set of abdominal crunches with firm eyes, stood up, pinched his arms, touched his belly, shook his head as if it was not enough, and pretended to lie down and do another set.
"Stop, stop, stop! Tell me, what do you think?" Gu Yi frowned and pulled Song Yimian, "You are not fat, so you are anxious to exercise for a while? Can't you exercise at home? Or? Are you ordering me in front of my face?!"
Song Yimian took a breath and thought of an answer casually, "The body fat rate is too high."
It's hard for him to tell his true thoughts, Gu Yi will laugh to death.
Moreover, he wanted to think clearly about this feeling in his heart first, and his intuition told him that telling Gu Yi too early would be bad.
"What, what? Body fat rate?! Ha, you are following me to improve your body! Fat! Body rate?!" Gu Yi exclaimed and took out his ears, wondering if he had heard wrongly because he had too much earwax.
Seeing that Song Yimian didn't mean to joke, he laughed angrily and paced back and forth with his hands on his hips. Seeing that Song Yimian wanted to continue to pull him back, "When did you start paying attention to body fat percentage again? You weren't before Don’t you like this the most?”
"When you went out, did you travel to some future world, where you spent several years and saw your own future, only to come back and find that only a few minutes had passed here?"
"And you want to start changing your life now, and finally reach the peak of your life smoothly?"
Gu Yi opened his mouth and spoke loudly and outrageously. Song Yimian closed his eyes like a fool and continued to do burpees.
Gu Yi was immersed in his theoretical analysis, his mind always spinning fast at times like this, and finally came to a conclusion, "Could it be that... you finally became a muscular man, relying on your muscles and this Zhang Lian made a lot of money, found a good partner, got married and had a harmonious family, and then reached the peak of his life?!"
"What about me? What will I be like in the future? Look, what do I need to change and pay attention to now, so that I can reach the peak of my life sooner?!" Gu Yi became more and more excited as he spoke, and there was just the right sparkle on his face. smile, and even stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of his clothes.
, as if he was about to accept some important commendation event, looking at Song Yimian expectantly.
"I know, I understand, secrets must not be leaked. I understand this. You don't have to tell me everything, just give a few hints." He also touched his little finger thoughtfully, "For example, I should What major should I major in? What will be the most profitable job in the future? Should I buy some real estate and equipment as soon as possible... That’s all, how long your life will be without you.”
After Song Yimian finished one set, he leaned back to the table. Without answering Gu Yi's question, he raised his chin at him and asked, "Isn't it good-looking with all the muscles?" But he clearly heard her say it was good-looking.
The warm yellow light from the top of the table shone on Song Yimian, as if he was sprinkled with golden light. His clear and three-dimensional face was even more beautiful than the handsome prince in the animation.
The air conditioner hummed in the room.
When Gu Yi heard Song Yimian's question, he shut up and looked at Song Yimian quietly and carefully, "Tsk, this is impressive."
"But your face... Anyway, if you develop those big muscles... If it were me, I would definitely not like it." He commented seriously.
"Nonsense! I'm mentally ill and I want you to like it?!" Song Yimian retorted in the next second and punched Gu Yi on the shoulder.
"Then what are you..." Gu Yi rubbed his less painful arm.
Song Yimian moved his right shoulder twice, "It doesn't look good?" He asked again to confirm.
"It doesn't look good." Gu Yiye Chen shook his head, "Girls don't basically like the type that makes you look thin when you wear clothes, but looks sexy when you take off clothes."
"If you build too much muscle, the type of person you attract...may not be right."
Song Yimian originally didn't have much idea about the "type" mentioned by Gu Yi, but when he saw his overly weird eyes, he seemed to have some understanding. ap.
"Ahem...Okay, you, do what you have to do." Song Yimian wiped his sweat with a tissue, went to the toilet and washed his hands several times, without any intention of continuing to exercise.
Gu Yi stared at Song Yimian closely, followed him to the toilet, leaned against the door and shook his head, "Brother Mian, you are weird."
"Sometimes it's exercise, another moment it's body fat percentage, and now it's muscles..." He finally came to the point of his analysis, "When did I hear these words from your mouth before?"
"According to my experience, a man suddenly starts to pay attention to his external image and figure..."
Song Yimian washed his face, lowered his head and slowly wiped the water droplets from his face, his heart rising and falling following Gu Yi's words.
"The reason is..." Gu Yi leaned close to Song Yimian's ear and put his arm around his shoulders from behind, "Who do you like?"
These four words struck Song Yimian's heart directly.
"What do you like? Nonsense. What are you reading all day long?" Song Yimian was visibly panicked. He failed to throw the used napkins into the trash can accurately. He broke away from Gu Yi's arm and bent down to pick it up. Throw it into the trash can, turn around and push him away and walk out.
Gu Yi was shocked to realize that he had hit the red dot in the center of the target. The room was so small, and he followed Song Yimian wherever he went. "What I saw were serious things! Didn't you get my analysis right?" "
"...Go away, go away, don't follow me." Song Yimian opened the neat and clean luggage and began to pack it in vain.
"Hmph," Gu Yi snorted coldly, disdainful of Song Yi's silent and evasive attitude, "Why don't you know if you don't tell me?"
"Who else walks together all day long except Tao You?"
Song Yimian stopped packing his luggage, then lowered his head and realized that he had used too much force and pulled off the button on the plastic bag.
Gu Yi raised his head proudly and turned the handle.
"What are you going to do?" Song Yimian heard the sound of the door lock opening and turned around suddenly, fearing that Gu Yi would go out and talk nonsense.
Gu Yi gave him a "peaceful" look and said a bit irritatedly, "I'm going to go out and see where the barrier of the future world is, and I'll go there and have a look too."
"boom
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The door closed behind Gu Yi.
Song Yimian felt that his mind was very confused. He dropped the things in his hands and was about to sit down on the edge of the bed. Finally, he lowered his eyes at his pants, turned around and sat on the chair in disgust.
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Here, Hong Xiqi was huddled in the corner of the bed, and the videos of beautiful and handsome men on her phone kept changing.
Music of different styles played over and over again in the room.
When I see something interesting, I don’t forget to get up and share it with Tao You who is sitting at the table doing homework.
"Xiao Youyou, this girl is so beautiful and cool."
"I've never had these long legs in my life."
"..."
Hong Xiqi looked at the small mobile phone screen and said, "Shashasha."
"Xiao Youyou, look at this boy," Hong Xiqi handed the phone to Tao You, "and the ex-husband I sent to the cold palace, it seems, they are both little bitches~"
"Being thrown into the cold palace?" Tao You looked at the face with special effects on the phone and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Hong Xiqi waved her hand without any nostalgia, "I've done something wrong, I don't like it anymore."
"It's better to find a man who is innocent and clean." Hong Xiqi sighed, "My ex-husbands...you tell me, why can't you think about it so much? I just want mine now." My husband, please be more honest and be a good person."
"..."
Tao You didn't know if this was a high request, so he returned the phone to Hong Xiqi.
"Hey, Xiao Youyou, which one do you prefer compared to the muscular man just now?" Hong Xiqi was very curious.
Tao You has never been star-struck. It's hard to figure out what kind of boy she likes more.
"Um......"
While Tao You was thinking, she never thought that there was a second person waiting for her answer.
Outside the door, Gu Yi was kneeling on the ground with one leg, his ear lying on the crack of the door, and his nose was squeezed crooked without paying attention. He had no image at all, and even seemed a bit perverted.
Tao You pointed at the phone, "That must be a little puppy."
"It's over!" When Gu Yi heard this answer, his body stiffened and he murmured in a low voice.
Song Yimian, no chance! Whether it's a muscular man or a puppy!
"It's over, it's over..." He could even imagine his brother's difficult journey of unrequited love, which gave him a headache. "It's not good for him to like anyone, but he likes his eldest brother..."
Inside the room, Tao You continued to talk, "The muscular man just now has a good figure, but...the muscles are a bit too big, a bit unsightly, and oily."
"Oh~ you also like little puppies~"
Outside the house, Gu Yi wanted to listen more carefully. He thought there was still a chance for Song Yimian... to renovate.
"What are you doing? Who is here? Why are you eavesdropping on the corner?"
A familiar and rich voice sounded behind him, the light above his head was covered by a shadow, and a footprint was quickly printed on his raised butt.
"Tan, Coach Tan." Gu Yi stood up with a smile and slipped away, "No, I didn't do anything."
"There's a meeting, right? I'm going to call Song Yimian." He continued to maintain the awkward smile of being caught and knocked on the door frantically.
After Gu Yi's figure disappeared behind the door, Coach Tan looked up at the house number and complained, "What a hobby, it's weird." Then he left with his hands behind his back.
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"Who doesn't like to see good-looking things and appreciate them? I objectively appreciate this type of boys, but I don't like them." Tao You said calmly, not embarrassed by Hong Xiqi's deliberate tone.
"Then what kind do you like?" Hong Xiqi asked, only to realize that it was unnecessary to ask this question.
"Just..." Tao You said, lowering his head, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and his plump and shiny apples glowed red.
"I just like Song Yimian."
"Oh~~ I'm ready!" Hong Xiqi said "Oh" and made eighteen turns. She was so excited that she stomped her feet and beat the bed crazily.
Who knows this sense of accomplishment that my sisters feel when they first grow up!
