"He" should have just walked out of the gym, with his broken hair soaked in sweat, a towel hanging around his neck, and a water glass in his hand.
He was casually wearing a large loose T-shirt, but his back was still wet with sweat, and his thin waist was vaguely visible.
"He" put his cup aside, took Nie Xuanyan's can, almost put his hand on the lid and easily unscrewed it, and then said a few words.
Nie Xuanyan was checking the earphones before. After all, the distance was enough and the camera could capture it, but the earphones really couldn't hear the sound. He could only guess based on the situation, maybe he said "Okay" or something like that.
[This is not like Xuan Shen, Xuan God is higher than him.]
[It’s Bai Tong Bai Tong Tong Tong!]
[Just, is it that simple? ! ! The last time I used a knife to pry it open, I didn't even open the can!]
[Oh my god, Bai Tong is still working out, so awesome! Nie Xuanyan, stop eating. You are all getting fat. Can you learn from Xuan Shen and Bai Tong?]
Nie Xuanyan thanked Bai Tong and came back happily with the can. He touched a small fork in his right hand and sat down at the table proudly.
[You still eat it! You weigh two hundred pounds! Shut up!]
He dug a fork in, picked up a piece of yellow peach, and smiled: "I don't."
[Look at how good Bai Tong’s figure is! It’s just that he was wearing a big T-shirt, otherwise he would definitely be able to see the mermaid line—]
Nie Xuanyan said deeply: "I dare to swear to you that she has absolutely no mermaid thread."
But 90% of the time there may be a vest line.
[It doesn’t matter if you don’t have it. Anyway, we can’t see it, but what about you? Feel your fat belly yourself!
He looked down at his belly and pursed his lips: "Let me tell you a secret. I actually have six-pack abs. It's just that I love them so much that I protect them with a large piece of fat..."
[roll!]
Nie Xuanyan sighed happily and continued eating the can.
The Sanxiu City Club recently planned to renovate the reception room, and the sofas needed to be moved. The club called several staff members, but there were still some bits and pieces left behind.
Several players huddled together to study a glass coffee table and discussed how to carry it out together.
There are three such coffee tables. They discussed for a while and planned to move one together first, and then come back and move the other one together.
"Oh, don't step on my toes, my new AJ is here."
"In the club, you wear Nima AJ, who doesn't have big slippers? Just pretend! I'll step on them now!"
"Don't, don't! Brother, dad, grandpa, please let me go. I mean, really QAQ doesn't allow me to wear it more and appreciate it?"
"Okay, dear grandson, I'll spare you."
Everyone was smiling playfully and stumbling over their lips. Three or five people shouted slogans together, lifted the coffee table with force, and staggered out.
"Are you just pretending to raise it? Your corner is the lowest."
"Fart, I tried too hard! You're just pretending!"
"Oh, oh, why is it so heavy..."
"I'm a little tired. Let's take a rest. Take a rest."
After finally moving the coffee table out, everyone held their backs and panted. For a while, they were reluctant to lift the second one. It took a long time to go back, but as soon as they entered the door, the people in front suddenly stopped.
"What are you doing? Why don't you leave?"
"Um, um... do the three coffee tables look the same? Or are they just the same in appearance, but actually have hugely different weights?"
"They must all be exactly the same. What are you talking about?"
"Then why did Boss and Sister Tong—"