Gu Yi was so frightened that he directly threw away the fascia gun, knelt on the bed, and was dumbfounded by Song Yimian's commotion, "Song, Song Yimian? You've been out for less than a minute, what's the big stimulus? What are you doing push-ups now? Involution?!"

"What is Lao Tan arranging again, hiding...... Mission?" Gu Yi was worried, his buttocks were inseparable from the edge of the bed, and he hesitated to lie down opposite Song Yimian, "What are the consequences of not doing it?" I'll see if I can bear it, and if I can, I won't do it."

Song Yimian did twenty push-ups in a row before he propped up his body and stopped, "I exercise my body, and I have no task."

"You either relax your muscles quickly, or you can practice with me, don't be pushed!"

Gu Yi sat down on the bed at this time, reached out to take the fascia gun, and waved his hand with a clear face, "I don't practice. You directly say that involution is not better. I have a big heart, I don't look like you, I don't roll up with you."

"On such a good night, eat some barbecue, drink some drinks, watch a game, what is not better than you."

"Looking at the whole team, I can share a room with you, if other people see you like this, they must not follow you to roll up and exhaust your strength." Gu Yi boasted unrestrainedly.

「......」

Within two minutes, it was Song Yimian who changed his movements again.

"Song Yimian?!" Gu Yi jumped up from the bed again, "You're too much, do you have a degree of involution?!"

"Do push-ups and crunches?!" He subconsciously touched his belly...... I've been eating a little too much lately.

The trace of shame that rose in his heart was quickly suppressed by him.

In order to lose weight, he had eaten a lot less food before, and now he can no longer be stingy with his mouth while maintaining the status quo.

He's still developing, and it's adolescence, so it's important to stay healthy and in a good mood. Gu Yi was very optimistic about his body.

"There is a limit to my patience!" Gu Yi pointed at Song Yimian, a little angry, and followed up with a few jumping jacks.

Song Yimian finished a set of abdominal curls with a firm look in his eyes, got up and pinched his arms, touched his stomach, shook his head as if he didn't feel enough, and made a gesture to lie down and do another set.

"Stop, stop, stop! Tell me, what do you think?" Gu Yi frowned and pulled Song Yimian, "You're not fat, are you in a hurry to exercise for a while?" Can't get home and exercise? Or will you order me in front of me?!"

Song Yimian took a breath and thought of an answer casually, "The body fat rate is too high."

It's always hard for him to say his true thoughts, and 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? Body fat percentage?! Ha, you lift my body with me! Fat! rate?!" Gu Yi exclaimed in surprise and plucked out his ears, wondering if he had heard too much earwax wrong.

Seeing that Song Yimian didn't mean to joke, he directly laughed angrily and paced back and forth with his waist crossed, and saw that Song Yimian was going to continue to pull him again, "When did you start paying attention to body fat percentage again? Didn't you like this the least before?"

"When you went out, did you travel to some future world, spend several years there, see your future, and come back to find that only a few minutes have passed?"

"And then you want to start changing your life now, and finally go to the peak of life smoothly?"

Gu Yi's mouth was dense and outrageous, Song Yimian closed his eyes like a fool, and continued to do burpees.

Gu Yi was immersed in his own theoretical analysis, and his brain always turned fast and slippery at such a time, and finally came to a conclusion, "Could it be ...... You ended up becoming a muscular man, making a lot of money with a muscle and this face, finding a good partner, getting married and having a harmonious family, and then you reached the peak of your life?!"

"What about me? What will I be like in the future, you see, what do I need to change now, what do I need to pay attention to, so that I can reach the peak of my life sooner?!" The more Gu Yi spoke, the more excited he became, with just the right smile on his face, and even reached out to tidy up the collar of his clothes

, as if he was going to accept some very important commendation activity, he looked at Song Yimian expectantly.

"I know, I understand, the secret of heaven can't be revealed, I understand this truth, you don't have to say it all, just mention it a little," he also pinched his little thumb very intimately, "For example, what major should I apply for, and what will be the most profitable thing in the future world?" Should I have bought some property sooner...... That's all, how much life you have to live."

After Song Yimian finished a set, he leaned back to the table, did not answer Gu Yi's question, raised his chin at him, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't it beautiful with muscles?" But he clearly heard her say that she was good-looking.

The warm yellow light on the top of the table hit Song Yimian's body, like sprinkling golden light on him, and his clear and three-dimensional face was even better than the handsome and handsome prince in the animation.

The air conditioner in the room was humming.

When Gu Yi heard Song Yimian ask, he closed his mouth and looked at Song Yimian quietly and carefully, "Tsk, this is a scorer."

"But your face...... Anyway, if you work on that kind of big muscle...... If it were me, I wouldn't like it." He commented seriously.

"Nonsense! I'm sick in the head, I want you to like it?!" Song Yimian retorted in the next second and punched Gu Yi in the shoulder.

"Then you're ......," Gu Yi rubbed his arm, which didn't hurt much.

Song Yimian moved his right shoulder twice, "It's really not good-looking?" Ask again for confirmation.

"It's not pretty." Gu Yi also shook his head earnestly, "Girls don't basically like that type, dressed thinly, and undressed with meat."

"The muscles are too big, too much, the type of attraction ...... Maybe that's not right."

Song Yimian didn't have much feeling about the "type" that Gu Yi said in his mouth, but when he met his overly weird eyes, he seemed to have a little understanding in his heart. ap.

"Ahem...... Alright, you, what are you supposed to do?" Song Yimian wiped his sweat with a tissue, and went to the toilet to wash his hands several times, with no intention of continuing to exercise.

Gu Yimian's eyes were fixed on Song Yimian, followed him to the toilet, leaned against the door and shook his head, "Brother Mian, you are very strange."

"One moment exercising, one moment body fat percentage, another moment muscle ......" he finally got to the point, "when did you hear these words from your mouth before?"

"In my experience, a man suddenly starts to pay attention to his external appearance and figure......

Song Yimian washed his face, lowered his head and slowly wiped the water droplets on his face, and his heart followed Gu Yi's words up and down.

"The reason for this is ......" Gu Yi leaned into Song Yimian's ear and grabbed his shoulder from behind, "Who do you like?"

These four words directly hit Song Yimian's heart.

"What's like,, what do you watch all day?" Song Yimian was visibly flustered, and the used napkins couldn't be thrown into the trash can accurately, so he broke away from Gu Yi's arm, bent down to pick it up and throw it into the trash can, turned around and pushed him away.

Gu Yi was shocked to realize that he had poked the red dot in the center of the target, and there was such a place in the room, where Song Yimian went, he followed him, "I see all serious things!" Aren't you right for me to analyze this?"

「...... Go away, go away, don't follow me." Song Yimian opened the neat and clean luggage and began to pack up uselessly.

"Hmph," Gu Yi snorted coldly, very disdainful of Song Yimian's silent evasive attitude, "If you don't say it, I won't know?"

"Who walks together all day long, except Tao You."

Song Yimian was stunned to pack his luggage, looked down and found that he had used too much force, and directly ripped off the button on the mouth of the plastic bag.

Gu Yi raised his head with some pride and unscrewed the handle.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yimian heard the sound of the door lock opening, and turned his head suddenly, for fear that Gu Yi would go out and talk nonsense.

Gu Yi handed him a "safe" look, and said with some sneering, "I'll go out and see where the enchantment of the future world is, and I'll go there too."

"Bang

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The door closed behind Gu Yi.

Song Yimian felt that his mind was very messy, and he threw down the things in his hand and was about to sit down on the edge of the bed, but finally lowered his eyes and looked at his pants, turned around and sat on the chair in disgust.

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Here, Hong Xiqi shrunk in the corner of the bed, and the videos of beautiful women and handsome guys on her mobile phone kept changing.

Strange music played over and over again in the room.

When I saw something good-looking, I didn't forget to get up and share it with Tao You, who was sitting at the table and writing homework.

"Little Youyou, this girl is so beautiful and cool."

"These long legs are something I have never had in my life."

「......」

Hong Xiqi stared at the small mobile phone screen, "Sihasha."

"Xiao Youyou, look at this boy," Hong Xiqi handed the phone to Tao You, "With the ex-husband who was beaten into the cold palace by me, it seems that they are all little milk dogs~"

"Into the cold?" Tao You looked at the face with special effects on the phone, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Hong Xiqi waved his hand without a trace of nostalgia, "It's a crime, I don't like it."

"Man, it's better to find a clean and clean one." Hong Xiqi sighed, "My ex-husbands ...... You say, why can't you think about it like that, I now hope that my current husband can be honest and be a good man."

「......」

Tao You didn't know if this was a high requirement, so he returned the phone to Hong Xiqi.

"Hey, little you, which one do you prefer compared to that muscular man just now?" Hong Xiqi was very curious.

Tao You never chases stars, and it is difficult to get to the sky if she wants to know what kind of boy she prefers.

"Uh-huh......

Tao You thought about it for a while, but she never thought that there was a second person waiting for her answer.

Outside the door, Gu Yi knelt on the ground on one leg, his ears were lying on the crack of the door, his nose was squeezed crooked, he didn't care about it, he had no image at all, and he was even a little suspicious of being perverted.

Tao You pointed to his phone, "That must be a little milk dog."

"It's over!" When Gu Yi heard this answer, his body stiffened, and he muttered in a low voice.

Song Yimian, no play! It doesn't matter if it's a muscular guy or a little milk dog!

"It's over...... he can even imagine his brother's difficult journey of unrequited love, and his head is big for a while, "Who does he like badly, but he likes his eldest brother......

Inside the house, Tao You continued to say, "That muscular man just now has a good figure, but ...... The muscles are a little too big, a little unsightly, oily."

"Oh~You also like little milk dogs~"

Outside the house, Gu Yi wanted to listen more carefully, he thought that Song Yimian ...... There is still a chance to renovate and transform.

"What for? Who's in this? Why are you eavesdropping on the corners?"

A familiar and deep voice sounded behind him, the overhead light was obscured by a shadow, and a footprint was quickly imprinted on the pouting buttocks.

"Tan, Coach Tan." Gu Yiyan got up with a smile and slipped away sideways, "No, I didn't do anything."

"It's going to be a meeting, right, I'll call Song Yimian." He continued to keep the embarrassed smile of being caught, and knocked frantically on the door.

Waiting for Gu Yi's figure to disappear behind the door, Coach Tan looked up at the house number here and complained, "What a fetish, weird." before he walked away with his hands behind his back.

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"Who doesn't like to look good, appreciation, I'm an objective admirer of this type of boy, but I don't like it." Tao You spoke calmly, not embarrassed by Hong Xiqi's deliberate tone.

"And which type do you prefer?" After Hong Xiqi asked, he realized that he was asking this question more often.

"Just ......," Tao You said, lowering his head, the corners of his mouth rising wildly uncontrollably, and the plump and shiny apple skin was stained red.

"I just like Song Yimian."

"Oh~~ It's out!" Hong Xiqi let out an "oh", made eighteen turns, and excitedly stomped her feet and pounded the bed.

This kind of sense of accomplishment of my sisters' first growth, who understands!