He must have just come out of the gym after a workout; his hair was damp with sweat, a towel was around his neck, and he was holding a water bottle.
I hastily threw on a loose-fitting T-shirt, but my back was still damp with sweat, and my thin waist was faintly visible.
He set his cup aside, took the can of food from Nie Xuanyan, and easily unscrewed it with a flick of his wrist, then said a few words.
Nie Xuanyan had previously checked the earphones. The distance was considerable; the camera could capture the sound, but the earphones were truly inaudible. He could only guess based on the context, perhaps saying something like "it's done."
This doesn't seem like a Mystic God; a Mystic God is higher than him.
[Is it Bai Tong, Bai Tongtongtong?]
[It's...that simple?! Last time I tried to pry it open with a knife and couldn't!]
[OMG, Bai Tong even works out! That's amazing! Nie Xuan Yan, you guys should stop eating, you're both getting so fat! Can't you learn from Xuan Shen and Bai Tong?!]
Nie Xuanyan thanked Bai Tong, happily took the canned food back, and somehow found a small fork in his right hand. He sat down at the table with a smug look on his face.
[You're still eating! You weigh 200 pounds! Shut up!]
He shoved his fork in, picked up a piece of yellow peach, and chuckled, "No way."
Look at Bai Tong's amazing figure! It's just that he's wearing a big T-shirt, otherwise you could definitely see his V-line!
Nie Xuanyan said solemnly, "I swear to you she absolutely doesn't have a six-pack."
But there's a 90% chance he'll have abs.
It's okay if you don't have it, we can't see it anyway. But what about you? Feel your fat belly!
She glanced down at her stomach and pouted, "I'll tell you a secret, I actually have six-pack abs, but I love them so much that I cover them with a big chunk of fat..."
【roll! 】
Nie Xuanyan sighed deeply and continued eating the canned food with a cheerful expression.
The Sanxiu City Club is currently renovating its reception room and needs to move the sofas. The club has called several staff members, but some odds and ends have still been left behind.
Several contestants huddled together, examining a glass coffee table and discussing how to carry it out together.
There were three of these coffee tables. They discussed it for a while and decided to move one together first, then come back and move the other one together.
"Ouch, don't step on my foot, my new AJ shoes are here."
"You're wearing AJ's in the club? Everyone's wearing flip-flops! Stop pretending! I'm going to step on them right now!"
"No, no! Brother, Dad, Grandpa, please let me go! I'm serious QAQ Can't I even wear it and admire it a little longer?"
"Alright, my good grandson, I'll let you off the hook."
The group, all grinning and joking, shouted in groups of three or five, and with great effort, lifted the coffee table and staggered out.
"Are you just pretending to raise your head? Your angle is the lowest."
"Bullshit, I used force! You're the one faking it!"
"Oh dear, oh dear, why is it so heavy..."
"I'm a little tired, let me rest for a bit."
After finally managing to move the coffee table out, everyone was panting and leaning on their backs. They were reluctant to carry a second one for a while, and it took them quite a while to slowly make their way back. But as soon as they entered the door, the person in front of them suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you leaving?"
"Um... are all three coffee tables identical? Or do they look the same but actually weigh vastly different?"
"They're all exactly the same, what are you talking about?"
"Then why are the eldest brother and Sister Tong—"
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