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Chapter 207 Big Belly Grasshopper

Chu Xiaoyao was not here to exercise, but to play with Li Yifei. Seeing Li Yifei doing exercises one by one, she kept following her side, handing Li Yifei towels, water, etc. from time to time. Her eyes looked at Li Yifei, and even more filled with little stars.

Because Li Yifei's exercise volume is too great, compared with the people who exercised around him, he was not of the same level at all. Even those who were big, they were weak. She really couldn't understand why Li Yifei's body had such powerful power.

Chu Xiaoyao still doesn't know that Li Yifei doesn't want to be so arrogant here, so he is already very restrained. Otherwise, with the amount of exercise in the Flying Eagle Team, people here would have to treat him as a monster even more when they see him.

Li Yifei really enjoyed enjoying Chu Xiaoyao's service. If Chu Xiaoyao is so well-behaved, wouldn't it be nice to have a girl in the house?

But Li Yifei laughed when he thought about it. What kind of messy thoughts is that he is not the old society. He is just monogamous in law. He can only have one wife. As for raising mistresses, Li Yifei has never thought about it. Although with his strength, not to mention raising one, even if he raises a few, there is no problem.

However, what Li Yifei wants to live more now is a normal life. Having a warm little home and having a wife is enough.

"Hey, Chu Xiaoyao, why are you here?" A voice sounded behind him, the voice of a girl. Li Yifei did not look back and was still doing his exercise.

"Are you... Song Ying?" Chu Xiaoyao turned around and looked at the person who called her. After looking carefully, she recognized her. She was a girl about the same age as her. She was also very beautiful, but she was dressed very charmingly. Her head was dyed red and yellow. Although there was nothing on her face, there were a row of earrings on her ears and several small tattoos on her arms, which made Chu Xiaoyao feel a little afraid to recognize her.

She is Chu Xiaoyao's junior high school classmate. The two have a good relationship in junior high school because they are both beautiful and have relatively strong personalities. They fight for everything. Although there is no big conflict, there is constant small conflicts.

But after not seeing each other for more than two years, Chu Xiaoyao was not hostile anymore. After all, the two were no longer in the same place, and they were somewhat happy to see their old classmates.

There were three boys following Song Ying, who were about the same age as hers. These three people were all muscled and looked very strong. They were also looking at Chu Xiaoyao at this time, and that gaze made Chu Xiaoyao feel a little uncomfortable.

"Chu Xiaoyao, I often play here, why have I never seen you?" Song Ying looked at Chu Xiaoyao in confusion and asked.

"Hehe, I'll come out to play with my uncle." Chu Xiaoyao pointed at Li Yifei.

"Your uncle?" Song Ying was stunned for a moment, then giggled and said, "I said Chu Xiaoyao, you actually have this kind of taste, so I found an uncle."

Chu Xiaoyao raised her head proudly and said, "Yes, I have this taste. Could it be that you have found an uncle?"

Song Ying raised her head and said, "That's right now, who is still looking for those little rookies? If you don't have money or demeanor, you have to find a tasteful uncle. Not only is he rich, but he also knows how to love others."

Chu Xiaoyao nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, uncle is good. I also like those young boys. I always think that I am so great, but in the end I am nothing, and I have to rely on my parents."

The three teenagers all looked ugly at this time. They also met Song Ying here. They thought they could have an exhibition with Song Ying, but who knew that she actually liked the uncle. Now she saw another beauty, but the uncle took over it. This made them really depressed. What's the good thing about this uncle? How could he attract so many beautiful girls?

Li Yifei was amused and laughed at the hearing of Chu Xiaoyao and Song Ying talking about the uncle's good. What's wrong with girls nowadays? They don't like it at all. They all like adult uncles. However, they said that they were, and he never thought of chatting with them. He was just a group of little kids. Then he squatted up and carried a barbell weighing 100 pounds on his shoulders.

However, he didn't want to pay attention to these people, but the three young boys came to him on their own initiative.

"Is this uncle good? I can still lift a barbell of 100 kilograms." One of the young boys came to Li Yifei and said sarcastically, but when he saw Li Yifei's strong body, he couldn't help feeling relieved. However, he thought he was strong enough, so he still looked at Li Yifei provocatively.

Li Yifei ignored the boy and continued to do his exercise.

"Are you a pretty cool uncle? Hello, let's compete and see which of us can lift the heavy lift?" The young boy frowned and challenged him.

Before Li Yifei could answer, Chu Xiaoyao rushed to say, "It's so funny that you want to compete with my uncle in those few tricks."

The boy was even more annoyed that Chu Xiaoyao looked down upon him so much. In front of the girl, such a young boy couldn't afford to lose face. He immediately said: "Don't think it's great to be able to lift a hundred pounds. Do you dare to bet with me? Whoever loses will give the other party a thousand yuan."

Chu Xiaoyao, also a young man, immediately said: "You bet, who is afraid of whom? You are afraid that someone will not admit it if you lose. It's not that you can make money by yourself. If you lose, you will lose even your pocket money."

Song Ying chuckled at this time and said, "Xiaoyao, are you really confident in your uncle? But I want to remind you that he is a weightlifting practitioner."

Chu Xiaoyao's momentum suddenly weakened. Those who practice weightlifting are specialized in this. Although Li Yifei is very strong, he has no idea how to lift weights compared to those who practice weightlifting.

The young man was even more proud and said to Li Yifei provocatively: "Or what if I'll give you ten kilograms?"

Chu Xiaoyao curled her lips and said, "You are a weightlifter who is practicing weightlifting with my uncle. What's so great about it? You have the ability. If you fight with the uncle, you will give you one hand and you will be more than enough to deal with you."

Chu Xiaoyao has no confidence in other things, but when it comes to fighting, Chu Xiaoyao is full of confidence. Last time, there were seven or eight gangsters, Li Yifei settled them alone. Moreover, even that very awesome brother Hu was honest in front of Li Yifei, and it was even more relaxed to deal with a young boy.

When the young man heard this, he wanted to agree impulsively, but when he saw Chu Xiaoyao's confident appearance, he did not dare to accept it.

Li Yifei didn't want to compete with these young boys for any kung fu. It was too overwhelming, and seeing that these people didn't mean to give up easily, they didn't say anything. They went over and added a few bells to a barbell next to them, and didn't look at the weight. Then they squatted down and put the barbell on their shoulders, squatted up ten times, then stood up, pulled Chu Xiaoyao away.

"Hey, what do you mean?" the young man shouted loudly.

Song Ying's eyes lit up and said, "You can try to do ten squats in a row."

The young man went over and tried it as he spoke, and felt the first time he felt exhausted. After doing five in a row, he was already out of breath. His face suddenly looked extremely ugly. Only then did he realize that uncle Li Yifei was really strong. If he really competed, he would lose.

Chu Xiaoyao didn't understand why Li Yifei left, but since Li Yifei was like this, she had to follow her. However, she still looked back at the boy raising the barbell. When she saw that the boy couldn't raise it, she immediately pulled Li Yifei's arm excitedly and said, "Uncle, you are so amazing. He is no match for you. Oh, we have to ask him for a thousand yuan."

Li Yifei glared at him and said, "What's the point of competing with some little kids?"

Chu Xiaoyao flattered her mouth and wanted a thousand yuan, which was really unwilling to accept it. But thinking about Li Yifei's words, she immediately said proudly: "Yes, we don't have the same knowledge as those little kids." She automatically removed herself from the little kids.

"Xiaoyao, wait." Song Ying shouted at this time, chasing him, following Chu Xiaoyao, tilting his head and looking at Li Yifei, and said, "Xiaoyao, you uncle is so cool. It seems that you must be well in bed. Have you conquered you in this regard?"

Chu Xiaoyao's face turned red. She could tell Li Yifei about such a topic, but she couldn't accept it if someone else said it. However, in front of Song Ying, she subconsciously did not want to weaken her momentum. She immediately raised her head and said, "That's right, an hour is short."

Li Yifei almost knocked over. What a nonsense about this little girl? When did he have sex with her? And this man has an hour, so what kind of pleasure does he have? He is just making a small movie, and he can't even blow it.

Song Ying was obviously quite familiar with this aspect, and immediately burst out laughing, then held back the laughter and pursed her lips and said, "One hour, that's really long. How many times do you do it one night?"

"How about doing it seven times?" Chu Xiaoyao looked even more proud.

"Wow, it's seven times a night, it's amazing." Song Ying couldn't help laughing again, "Then you don't have to sleep anymore."

Chu Xiaoyao only realized that she had been hyping too much, but of course she refused to admit it and immediately said, "We are not like this every day, sometimes once or twice."

"That's amazing, but... I said Xiaoyao, if you look for an uncle, you can't just look for a good physical strength, you have to find someone with richness. Look at the uncle I'm looking for, which has tens of millions of assets. The pocket money I give me every month is thousands of yuan. He will buy me whatever I want, as if you, the uncle... didn't buy anything for you?"

Chu Xiaoyao curled her lips and said, "It's only tens of millions. What's so amazing about this? Do you know what car my uncle drives?"
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