On the way home, Mu Jinrui's sweat slowly dropped, and the soreness in his whole body became more and more obvious. It seems that my small body is not suitable for such sudden strenuous exercise!
Mu Jinrui's pace is getting slower and slower, and he can already see the door of the community. Mu Jinrui gritted his teeth and insisted!
Mu Haochen couldn't hear the footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw that his brother was several meters away from him. He immediately walked back to Mu Jinrui's side and asked suspiciously: "Brother, why aren't you leaving?"
Mu Jinrui felt that his forehead was about to sweat again, and resisting the soreness of his whole body, he said calmly, "It's okay, you go back first, I'll take a walk."
Mu Haochen looked at the already pitch-black sky, still taking a walk at this late hour? "Brother, it's getting late, let's go back."
"You go back first" Mu Jinrui felt that his arms were shaking uncontrollably, and he actually felt a little strenuous when he was playing.
But on one side was my brother who cheered on me, and on the other side was my best friend who had betrayed me. The aura in my heart supported me to be more beautiful and more beautiful.
The result was a bit too hard, it was too impulsive, and wasted my life for so many years in vain.
"It's just a few steps. I'll take a walk with my brother." How could Mu Haochen leave Mu Jinrui alone, and now his mind is still the way Mu Jinrui abused his opponents vigorously on the court. It's so cool. .
It can be said that the current image of Mu Jinrui in Mu Haochen's mind has suddenly risen from being a gentleman, gentleman and jade to being capable of writing and being capable of martial arts, omnipotent.
"..." Mu Jinrui was helpless, hey... Let's grit your teeth and persevere.
Finally moved home, Mu Jinrui collapsed on the sofa and didn't even want to move his fingers.
"Brother, are you tired?" Mu Haochen watched Mu Jinrui lying on the sofa with no image, his brows frowned.
"I feel like I might fall apart." Mu Jinrui was really too lazy to pretend, or he might have arrived home, people would unconsciously remove the pretense, revealing his truest side.
"Does it hurt?" Mu Haochen leaned in front of Mu Jinrui, helped with the massage and relaxed the muscles on his arms.
"It's a little too much exercise, and I feel sore all over." Playing tennis is not just about arm strength, the coordination of the body, all joints will follow.
"Brother... What should I do now?" Mu Haochen was a little flustered, how could his brother, who was just like a divine residence in his own mind, become so fragile in the next second, and it makes people feel distressed to watch. But this kind of brother feels more real and has no sense of distance.
"It's fine to take a rest. It is estimated that the suffering will not be sour tomorrow." Mu Jinrui is worried about herself tomorrow. His body will definitely not be sour tomorrow, but it will hurt even more!
"Brother, let me give Brother a massage." Mu Haochen's closed lips were closed tightly together. Brother will definitely feel uncomfortable tomorrow, what should I do
"Okay, thank you." Mu Jinrui felt that he was really weak, and it seemed that it was urgent to exercise.
"Brother, is this okay?" Mu Haochen gently massaged Mu Jinrui's overused arms and shoulders.
"Hiss...comfortable." Mu Jinrui felt that the area being massaged was a bit sour, and it was very comfortable after the sourness.
"Xiaochen, go down a bit." Mu Jinrui was getting more and more comfortable, looking like she was enjoying.
"Press your waist twice..." Mu Jinrui didn't want to talk in a comfortable part-time job.
"Brother, do you want to massage your legs?"
"Hmm..." Mu Jinrui's voice gradually eased, and slowly only a shallow breathing remained.
After a while, Mu Haochenjue's body became more and more relaxed.
"Brother, are you feeling better here?"
"..." Only quiet air answered him.
"Brother?" Mu Haochen couldn't get an answer. He stood up and looked at it. It turned out that the person in front of him was already asleep.
"Brother, it will be uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa, let's go back to the room"
"..." Naturally, no one would answer his words.
Mu Haochen tried to lift it up, it seemed a little heavy, but it should be within the range that he could bear.
After finally carrying the person to the bedroom, Mu Haochen looked at the sleeping person, and it seemed that he was about to exercise.
In this way, both people have a unified goal in their hearts: fitness.
One for the princess to continue to hug someone, and one for the occasional to continue to be strong.
However, a person's genes determine that some people are born with Hercules hands, with eight-pack abs, and the sun is strong and bronze skin. For some people, no matter how they exercise, they only have smooth muscles and a piece of white tofu.
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