Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu looked at each other, then reluctantly untied their belts, revealing their chests and abdomens.
Ye Shaoxuan briefly passed over Xiaoliu's fat belly and finally landed on Xiaowu's strong abdomen.
Looking at the bulging and evenly distributed muscles, he suddenly felt even more unbalanced: "How come you have eight-pack abs? What do you want to do?"
Xiao Wu wanted to die.
He regretted so much that he went to the martial arts training ground to train every day when he had nothing to do.
He quickly took a deep breath and puffed up his belly: "Master, I only have four packs. Look, there are clearly four packs. How can I have eight packs of abdominal muscles when my martial arts are so weak?"
Xiao Liu was very proud now, and he stuck out his fat white belly: "Master, I don't have any, no, there's only a bunch of loose fat on my belly, so does that mean no woman will like me?"
Xiaoliu looked like the sky was falling and he was about to cry.
Ye Shaoxuan pushed him away with disgust: "Didn't Xiao Wu just say that? Some women like fat and white guys like you. They think they are cute."
"Too."
Although "white and chubby" and "cute" don't sound very nice, he was already satisfied that the young master didn't hit him with a palm wind this time.
Ye Shaoxuan looked at Xiao Wu's tight abdomen again with a little jealousy, and suddenly made up his mind and said, "Xiao Wu, I want to train eight-pack abs, you accompany me."
"Ah?" Xiao Wu's shoulders drooped suddenly.
If I let him practice with me, will he be able to keep his head
The young master would definitely regard him as a thorn in his side every time he sees his solid abdomen.
If he had known this would be the case, he would have strengthened his muscle training during his martial arts practice.
Xiao Wu felt like crying but had no tears.
I wonder if if I start eating too much tonight, my stomach will become as solid as Xiaoliu's tomorrow
Ye Shaoxuan slapped him on the back of his head: "What? Hurry up and prepare for this young master. Starting from tomorrow, no, starting from today, this young master will exercise well."
"Young Master, Miss Su is actually your concubine. If you want to do anything, there is no need to go through so much trouble." Xiao Wu still wanted to try harder.
Because he could already foresee how painful the days ahead would be for him.
Ye Shaoxuan kicked him and said, "You know shit, am I doing this because of her?"
That sickly guy, if he really does something, he'll probably have to prepare a coffin and hold a funeral tomorrow.
Xiao Liu quickly straightened his chest and said firmly: "Young Master, of course it's not because of Miss Su. Young Master wants to make himself better and let all women like him at first sight."
"Humph, does this young master like those women who fall down at the slightest gust of wind, die at the slightest slap, speak with a pinched voice, walk with a twisted waist and hips, and are pretentious?"
Ye Shaoxuan snorted disdainfully and turned away.
After walking two steps, he realized that he was going in the wrong direction, so he turned around and walked towards his own yard.
Halfway through the journey, he suddenly asked, "Where does that sickly guy live?"
Xiao Liu suddenly remembered Uncle Shen's instructions, saying that if possible, let the young master get in touch with Miss Su. He rolled his eyes and stepped forward to report:
"Young Master, the Shuiyue Pavilion where Miss Su lives is about a quarter of an hour away from your Qiuwu Courtyard. Of course, if you use Qinggong, you can get there in a short while. It's very close."
Ye Shaoxuan waved his hand and slapped him away: "Are you crazy? I am afraid that if I live too close to her, she will disturb me when I am doing things and get in my way like today."