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"Xiyu, what is your idea?"

In the gym, Lan Xiyu was doing yoga, Lan Xizhao sat down next to her and asked with a puzzled expression.

What the hell is his sister thinking?

Shirtless, wearing only a pair of sports shorts, his good figure is exposed at a glance.

To be honest, Lan Xizhao's figure is really good, with strong muscles and a well-organized body. He is also tall, with a look of 178, and his appearance is good.

It's not bronze, but it's not as fair as a woman.

It's a type that makes a woman excited when she sees it, but it's a pity that it's just an embroidered pillow, which doesn't work. All the muscles and textures are tempered in the gym, and if you don't have any real skills in your hands, if you really do it with people, you won't have to be knocked down by someone in two clicks.

No, just like last time, Jian Bu scared him as soon as he made a small move. I still have palpitations anymore, and I don't dare to approach Jian Yue, and I just want to take a detour when I see it from afar.

Lan Xiyu continued to practice yoga casually, her eyes casually glanced at Lan Xizhao who was sitting beside her, and said indifferently: "Then what should I do? Do you run to your father to refute it? Is it useful? Will he listen? Now in his eyes, the weight of our mother and son combined is not half of hers. If you really provoke him, it won't be us who will suffer at that time?"

"Shit!" Lan Xizhao let out a low roar, his eyes were gloomy and angry, "Then you see her so arrogant? Do you have any ideas? Why do I think it doesn't look like your style?"

Lan Xiyu finally stopped moving, sat upright on the blanket, a sneer hooked up at the corner of his lips, and raised his eyes to look at Lan Xizhao, "Brother, then in your opinion, what kind of style should I behave in?"

"You're not the kind of person who throws in the towel and wants to give away your stuff. Lan Xizhao looked at her with an affirmative expression and said.

"Hehe," Lan Xiyu smiled lightly, "Brother, you're not such a person." But how do I think you've been doing something a little bit lately? Is something going on? Or is there still a shadow in your heart because of that incident?"

That incident naturally refers to the incident between Lan Xizhao and Su Junxiao.

Lan Xizhao's face crossed an uncomfortable expression, he wrinkled his brows, and looked at Lan Xiyu with some ugliness, "If this is replaced by you, can you have no shadow in your heart?" We can't deny that she has half of the same blood in her body......! Anyway, I feel sick and sick when I see her now. ”

Lan Xiyu said that he had been embarrassed about his work during this time, in fact, this was one reason, and another reason was the fact that Jian Yue had removed his hands and chin last time. This is also a big reason why he has been absent-minded lately.

"Snort!" Lan Xiyu sneered, "Then you don't need to have a shadow at all, she has no blood relationship with us!"

"How is it possible!" Lan Xizhao screamed softly, his eyes widened incredibly at Lan Dianyu, "Didn't Dad already throw out the paternity test report last time? ”

"Why can't there be a fake?" Lan Xiyu looked at him with a smile, his face full of confidence.