Diving Prince Popcorn's Cross-cut Love

Stretching out the most beautiful arc...

Xi Yebai stroked it intently, as if savoring a priceless work of art. Finally, he realized that he was forgetting his form, and withdrew his hand if he lost something.

"From now on, maintain your current weight."

"Huh?" Mi Jian's eyes brightened, "Don't you need to continue to lose weight?"

"Although you don't need to lose weight, you still don't eat a lot of junk food." Xi Yebai said coldly, "Bad living habits will harm the athlete's body. If you want to jump out of 4O9C, you have to listen to me."

"Um!"

"Now, run a hundred back and forth from the living room to the rooftop."

"what?"

"Stop rambling, eat so much at noon, how can you digest without exercising? Look at you, your stomach is protruding, run away immediately!" Xi Yebai's handsome face darkened, and he let out a low growl.

A huge sense of oppression shrouded from all directions.

As if being whipped, Mi Jian rushed to the stairs, and began to try to digest the braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs and scallion pancakes in his stomach.

It's not easy being a foodie these days!

I have been hungry for three days, but I just ate two more scallion pancakes, so I have to run a hundred laps a hundred laps!

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Mi Jian resigned himself to running.

Xi Yebai sat on the sofa, gave a relaxing massage to his wrists, and supervised Mi Jian by the way.

"Ten laps."

"Fifteen laps."

"Run faster! Don't be lazy!"

"Tighten your hips and speed up your calf swing!"

The panting Mi Jian, the diving prince sitting comfortably on the sofa.

Footsteps step on the rhythm of the stairs.

The sunny buttocks and the bare and stretched back, the slightly salty sweat splashed down with the swing of running.

The enthusiasm of youth in Villa No. [-] is soaring one by one.