Chapter 1077: Can the body be as good as me?

Chapter 1077 can I be better in figure?
Wen Qiao was pleased: "Well, I'm doing well. No one in school dares to bully you now, right?"
"No."
Wen Qiao was addicted to touch. He grabbed his arm and touched it with emotion: "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 dim alley, suddenly stretched out a hand, dragged Wen Qiao over, and fell into the hard chest, Wen Qiao almost shouted, until the nose flashed with a familiar smell, it was Fu Nanli's.
"Xiao Mo's lines are comparable to mine? You can look at me carefully, huh?"
Wen Mo stood there stupidly, looking at his sister and brother-in-law, Fu Nanli glanced at him: "You go home first."
Wen Mo hadn't recovered yet, looking at his sister, Wen Qiao thought to himself, this child, after realizing, is really worried, when will he be sensible.
"Little Mo, go home first."
Wen Mo hurriedly walked back holding the big watermelon.
There is no light in this corner, only the starlight surging above your head, and the summer night insects rang in the corner.
Fu Nanli grabbed her hand and touched his arm: "Feel it, whose arm is more powerful."
Wen Qiao: "What do you care about with a 17-year-old child?"
Sometimes this man who is nine years older than her is really naive.
"You touch it." The man was a little reluctant.
Wen Qiao had to touch his arm. There was still a difference. The body of a young man was essentially different from that of a man. At least when Wen Qiao touched his arm, his heartbeat would speed up.
"Well, your body is better."
"What's the good thing?" He leaned against the wall, speaking like a rascal.
Wen Qiao moved his fingers inch by inch: "You have muscles in your arms, here are abdominal muscles, and chest muscles, shoulder width, waist narrow..."
The man's breathing was obviously disordered, and he grabbed her hand: "Let you touch your arm, where did you touch it?"
Wen Qiao looked innocent: "Just forget it."
Fu Nanli looked helpless: "Go home and talk about it, go to me?"
Wen Qiao: "I just bought a big watermelon, the boss said it's very sweet, I..."
Fu Nanli pinched the soft flesh on her waist: "Is your mouth so greedy?"
Wen Qiao: "Isn't the appetite like this?"
When he said that, he was picked up: "I asked Qin Bei to buy a watermelon on the road, isn't it a watermelon?"
As soon as he arrived at Fu Nanli's apartment, Su Ce called: "What time will I be back?"
Fu Nanli squinted her eyes, this brother-in-law was more strict than her mother.
Wen Qiao: "Didn't Xiao Mo say it? I'm here for Fu Nanli."
"Xiao Mo only said that you met Fu Nanli. I thought you would come back. I was going to tell you about western medicine. I will come back early tomorrow morning."
"okay."
Wen Qiao hung up the phone, and my uncle said, she wants to get the blood of seven people, it is best to master some skills.
Yes, she already has all kinds of skills pressed against her body, and my brother still feels that it is not enough. I hope she can study Chinese medicine, and hope she is proficient in Western medicine, but if her IQ is not so high, this kind of intensive study has already broken her.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Qiao and Fu Nan Liwo watched Zhou Tao's TV series on the sofa.
Fu Nanli has no interest in this kind of fairy drama. Wen Qiao just wants to contribute to the TV series produced by his own company. He drove it as the background sound and occasionally chatted with Fu Nanli: "Zhou Tao is so beautiful."
(End of this chapter)