Love Purification Agreement

Spencer seemed to be afraid of the cold and hugged the pillow a little tighter.

She seemed accustomed to it.

But the next second, AI's admonition came again.

"Miss, based on the recording of the conversation between the president and Principal Hermes, I sincerely recommend you this."

However, the next second, Spencer frowned, bit his lip, and buried his head in the pillow, not wanting to listen to the dull mechanical voice of AI anymore.

"According to the recording of the conversation between the president and Principal Hermes"

"According to the recording of the conversation between the president and psychiatrist Alina"

"According to the recording of the phone call between the president and Linmen Education Bureau Director Shen Xueyuan"

On the sofa, Spencer wrapped his head tighter and tighter.

The cold wind blew from the Linmen Gate outside the window, hitting the French window, causing it to shake slightly and making the scene in the mirror, which was like a mirage, blurry.

In the reflection of the golden AI lion head, it opened its mouth expressionlessly and spoke to the curled-up girl like a nightmare.

"Ding dong."

"I'm sorry, your call is currently unanswered."

Chapter 64 Tong Yingying Wants to Gag

"That's about it. Use the Smith machine to keep your forearms perpendicular to the ground. Not bad. Keep it up."

Monday, South District, night.

In a Syrian-style gym, Jiao Tan, or rather, Kyoji Arakawa, was looking at Yan Huan lying on the equipment, instructing him on how to do the bench press.

"Huhu. Huh."

"Okay, stop. This is the last set. It's fine to start at about this pace. Five sets of each exercise, 12 to 15 reps per set, until you reach failure."

Although Jiao Tan said so, Yan Huan, who had taken down the weapon, had a dying expression.

He half-knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, and covered his arm because of the severe pain he was feeling there.

"hiss"

No, the effect of not having naked clothes is still a bit too much for me to handle the side effects of this efficiency bonus.

The excruciating pain was nothing to worry about. What was more important was that Yan Huan really felt that if he continued like this, he would either get injured or become disabled.

He looked up at the muscular charcoal and asked helplessly,

"Teacher Jiao Tan, do you think there is any way to exercise at home?"

Jiao Tan sat down, handed Yan Huan a glass of water, and asked,

"Don't want to come to the gym? Yatsuhashi said it's not far from your house, and the fee is very cheap, but the decoration style is a bit shabby. The owner here doesn't really care about the business, but the equipment is usable and he hasn't run away after such a long time, so it's okay."

It was around ten o'clock in the morning when Jiao Tan contacted Yan Huan and Yahashi Mu, saying that he could take Yan Huan to practice together. It was also at that time that Yan Huan learned that Jiao Tan and his wife also lived in the South District.

Having nothing to do that evening, Yan Huan quickly finished her homework and then went with Yahashi Mu to this nearby gym to try out some exercise.

This time, Yan Huan was almost in so much pain that he died.

After two sets of movements, his upper arms and chest muscles felt like they were about to run away from home due to the pain.

Yan Huan looked at the notice on the wall that said "No stripping for training". This rule, which he usually agreed with very much, had become a restriction at this moment.

He smiled stiffly and said,

"It's not about the gym, it's just that I have to work on weekdays, so it would be more convenient if I could train at home."

Coke nodded and said dutifully,

"It's the same at home, just practice by muscle area. I'll show you a video later on how to do it without any equipment, and you can just follow the instructions.

"But you can train like this during the beginner stage. If you want to get bigger in the later stages, you still have to go to the gym and pay attention to your diet, otherwise the effect will be very poor."

As he was talking, he looked at the aerobic area on the other side of the gym and said,

"You can also do some aerobic exercise with Yatsuhashi to lose some fat."

Yan Huan wrote down everything the other party said, then stood up with difficulty and said,

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiao Tan."

"It's okay." The introverted Jiao Tan felt a little embarrassed and had to turn his head to look at the treadmill.

I happened to see Yahashiki lying next to the treadmill, looking like he had run himself to death.

I can only say that this is the physique of otakus.

".You two take a break, then you can start the next move. I'll start then."

"Okay, Mr. Jiao Tan, don't worry about us."

Yan Huan smiled slightly and watched Jiao Tan turn and leave. He took a sip of water, took out his cell phone and checked the messages.

"Totsuki Student Union General Management Group"

You Anlina: "Huh, I'm finally done! The corresponding names and recommended clubs are all listed above. But because there are transfer students this semester, they didn't write down their interests in school, so there are no recommended clubs~"

Yan Huan: "Got it, thank you for your hard work."

Cat's "thank you" expression.

You Anlina: "Hehe~"

Yan Huan opened the spreadsheet file and scanned the number of students in the three grades. The total number was only a few dozen.

But it doesn’t matter if you don’t sweep it, but it will be scary if you sweep it.

"First Grade"

"Bai Yi, not yet in a club, entered interests as singing at the start of school, suggested clubs: choir, light music club"

"Anle, not yet joined a club, fill in interest list at the start of school: ACG, suggested to join: Animation Club, Electronics Club"

"Aria Spencer, not yet in a club, registering interests at the start of school: None, suggested joining: Track and Field Club"

Yan Huan opened another table.

"Second Grade"

"Ye Shiyu, not yet a member of any club, fill out interest list at the start of the semester: None, suggested clubs: None"

Okay, okay, I haven’t joined any clubs.

It’s no wonder that those who can become the host of the modifier all have unique skills.

It goes without saying why Bai Yi didn't join the club. She simply seldom came to school for activities, and of course she didn't have time to participate in the afternoon club activities.

Anle belongs to the individual isolated from the group mentioned by Yan Huan earlier.

The class divisions at Totsuki Academy are random, but Class C is well-known as the "elite class", and the proportion of "outside students" admitted from poor backgrounds is very small.

A foreign student with a cowardly character like Anle can easily be isolated or even bullied by other young masters and young ladies who are familiar with each other.

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes and looked at the next two transfer students.

Ye Shiyu, normal.

As for Spencer.

There were no clubs recommended for me even though I didn't write down my interest, and they were marked in red by the principal's office.

It seemed that it was Hermes's old man who was operating behind the scenes again.

Spencer doesn't do anything bad to me.

However, she and Bai Yi will also attend the study group tomorrow at noon, so they will talk about it then.

Anle is in the same grade and is easy to find.

So, Yan Huan now plans to contact Ye Shiyu first.

I haven't seen her for a weekend, and I don't know where she made her fortune. No, where she developed her modifier.

In short, Yan Huan stood up, walked out of the gym, and stepped into the bright lights and glamour of the South District.

He felt the cool night breeze and made a plane call to Ye Shiyu.

"beep"

At the same time, in the Ye family mansion in Jinghe District, Ye Shiyu, who was sewing something, looked at the lit mobile phone next to her.

She was concentrating on looking at the fabric on the table, subconsciously wanting to reach out and hang up the phone.

But I caught a glimpse of the note above.

"Xiao Huan"

She blinked, reached out to turn off the sewing machine, picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

The next second, the call was connected.

"small"

But before he could open his mouth, he heard a noisy sound of horns, conversations, and most obviously a few female voices.

"Little brother, would you like me to buy you a drink?"

"I want one too."

"Handsome boy, my sister's house is quite big, do you want to go up and take a look?"

Ye Shiyu's expression didn't change, but her eyes grew colder, and the phone against her ear emitted a faint purple light.

"No, just borrow it for a moment."

Fortunately, Yan Huan's voice interrupted the female voice that made her inexplicably angry.

She, who had been silent, also spoke at this moment.

"Xiao Huan?"

"Ah, Sister Shiyu, I'm sorry, it was a bit noisy just now. I'll find a quiet place."

Soon, the noise on the other end of the phone died down.

"Now, are you feeling better?"

"Um"

Ye Shiyu looked at the half-finished clothing on the table. It seemed to be a men's suit. Judging from the width of the shoulders, it seemed that Yan Huan was the only person Ye Shiyu knew who fit the bill.

She fumbled for the tiny three characters "Ye Shiyu" hidden in her collar and asked,

"Xiao Huan, where are you?"

"I'm near home, so I'm going to exercise."

Ye Shiyu frowned and continued,

"Is the environment over there not very good? Otherwise, I'll ask Mom to bring you over to live here this week."

Even when he went downstairs to exercise, he would be approached by women. Perhaps countless women had been eyeing him over the years he had lived there.

How is this possible?

Although there are certain risks in moving back to the mansion, after all, Ye Shiyu believes that her rationality is no match for desire.

But being hypnotized by yourself is definitely better than being stared at by unknown women every day, right?

Ye Shiyu thought so.

"It's pretty good here, Sister Shiyu."

Yan Huan on the other side refused bluntly.

He didn't dare wear the school uniform Ye Shiyu sent back, nor did he dare throw it away, for fear that she would find out that she had secretly embroidered words on the clothes.

I guess it will directly unlock an unknown CG?

"."

Following the rejection, the other end of the phone fell into a strange silence, making Yan Huan unable to grasp Ye Shiyu's emotions at the moment.

But after just a moment, her voice, which seemed to have no fluctuations, came again.