Liang Jiayao is working out to build muscle.
His muscle definition is a near-perfect thin muscle, without any of the exaggerated look of a fitness fanatic, just right.
It's very sensual.
The waist, abdomen, and arms showed layers of blue veins due to the force exerted.
Sweat rolled down her pale skin, and there were still teeth marks on her abs from when she bit down earlier.
Fu Yu coughed lightly twice and awkwardly looked away.
It looks beautiful; I want to touch it and even bite it.
The system pursed its lips and quietly pulled up Liang Jiayao's desire value.
Like a DJ spinning records, it jumps back and forth between 100 and 200.
He was probably worried that he wouldn't be able to resist, so he was working out like crazy to distract himself.
But why must Fu Yu stand by and watch?
The answer is obvious.
The system emitted a low, bubbly sound, like a devil's whisper.
"Host, I think you can call me 'Uncle' a few more times."
"Calling someone 'Uncle' once increases your stats by 1%. On the bright side, if you call them 'Uncle' 99 times, your stats will return to normal, right?"
Before the system finished speaking, Liang Jiayao's voice came from afar.
"Ayu, is your throat sore?"
Liang Jiayao rubbed his hands as he returned to his wheelchair, found the water glass by memory, and poured himself a glass of water.
“Ayu.”
"Uncle, thank you."
Fu Yu walked barefoot to Liang Jiayao's side.
Logically speaking, with Liang Jiayao's keen hearing, it was impossible that he wouldn't have heard Fu Yu's footsteps.
But the two words "uncle".
It was like some kind of barrier, sealing off all his senses.
All that remained was the restlessness surging within me.
With a snap.
The cup fell to the ground, and the water stains spread rapidly.
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