Wenqiao gratified: "well, good physical training, school now no one dares to bully you?"


    "No


    Wenqiao grabbed his arm as if he were addicted to it. He felt and sighed: "I didn''t expect that we, Xiao Mo, would have muscles one day. The lines on your arm are comparable to those of your brother-in-law..."


    In the dark lane, a hand suddenly reached out and dragged Wenqiao to his chest. Wenjo almost cried out, until a familiar smell flashed through his nose. It was the smell of Fu Nanli.


    "Xiao Mo''s lines are comparable to mine? You''ll feel mine again, eh? "


    Wenmo just stood there, looking at his sister and brother-in-law. Fu Nanli glanced at him: "you go home first."


    Wenmo has not yet regained consciousness and looks at his sister. Wenqiao thinks that the child is really worried about when he can be sensible.


    "Xiao Mo, go home first."


    So Wenmo walked back with the watermelon in his arms.


    There is no light in this corner, only stars surging overhead, and insects are ringing in the corner in summer.


    Fu Nanli took her hand and touched his arm: "feel who has more strength."


    Wenjo: what do you think of a 17-year-old


    Sometimes the man who is nine years older than her is really naive.


    "Feel it." The man is a little reluctant.


    Wenqiao had to touch his arm. There was still a difference. There was an essential difference between a boy''s body and a man''s body. At least, when Wenqiao touched his arm, his heart beat faster.


    "Well, you''re in better shape."


    "What''s so good about it?" He leaned against the wall and spoke in a rascal tone.


    Wenqiao''s fingers moved inch by inch: "you have muscles in your arms, abdominal muscles here, chest muscles, shoulder width, waist narrow..."


    The man''s breathing obviously disordered the rhythm, and seized her hand: "let you touch the arm, where have you touched it?"


    Wenqiao looked innocent: "don''t touch it."


    Fu Nanli was helpless: "go home and talk about it. Go to my place?"


    Wenqiao: "just bought a big watermelon, the boss said it was sweet, I..."


    Fu Nanli pinched the soft meat on her waist: "is your mouth so greedy?"


    Wenjo: isn''t that what you want to eat


    "I asked Qinbei to buy a watermelon on the road, isn''t it watermelon?" he said


    As soon as he arrived at Fu Nanli''s apartment, Su CE called: "what time will you be back?"


    Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes. The brother-in-law was more strict than her mother.


    Wenjo: didn''t Mo say that? I''m here for funnery. "


    "Xiao Mo only said that you met Fu Nanli. I thought you would come back. I was going to tell you something about western medicine. I will come back early tomorrow morning."


    "Oh, good."


    Wenqiao hung up the phone, brother-in-law said, she wants to get seven people''s blood, it is best to master some skills.


    Yes, she has all kinds of skills, but my brother-in-law still thinks that she is not enough. She hopes that she can study traditional Chinese medicine and master western medicine. However, if her IQ is not so high, this kind of intensity of study will break her down.


    After hanging up the phone, Wenqiao and Fu Nanli nest watch Zhou Tao''s TV play on the sofa.


    Fu Nanli has no interest in this kind of Xianxia drama. Wenqiao is just to contribute to the ratings of the TV series produced by his own company. With the background voice on, he occasionally chats with Fu Nanli: "Zhou Tao is so beautiful."