Chapter 169 Is this the legendary complementing shape with shape? Also)
Chapter 169
Seeing that Tang Guogong's dog's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, Yang Qian, who had always been kind-hearted and charitable, felt that this was not good.
"Okay, I'm kidding you, but with your size, if you don't keep it under control, you might really turn into a ball."
When he lowered his head and saw the tire sticking out of his belly, Li Shimin couldn't help but look a little sad.
"If you really want to lose weight, I can give you some advice."
Yang Qian, who is a top student in the Physical Education Institute, sounded extremely determined at this moment.
Li Shimin's eyes lit up. "Do you really have a way?"
"Ha... When we talk about business, Brother Yang and I will never joke around."
"Then what should I do? Brother Yang, please give me some advice."
"If you want to make your body stronger and more agile, it won't take just three to five days. The most important thing is to persist."
Seeing that Li Shimin listened carefully, Yang Qian went even further.
"You can go for a run every day after you get up, and eat eight times as much as you want."
"By the way, look at your legs, tsk tsk tsk... I'll teach you another trick. The leg press will greatly improve and help your body shape."
"Duck legs? Real or fake?"
Two duck legs that were burning golden and sizzling with oil suddenly appeared in Li Shimin's mind, and his face was full of disbelief.
Could it be that what doctors often say is that the form complements the form?
Yang Qian, whose thoughts were interrupted by Cheng Yaojin's greeting, nodded subconsciously.
"That's natural. You'll know if it works or not if you try it. Don't forget, persistence is the most important thing."
"Okay, I'll start trying it tomorrow." Li Shimin swallowed hard and replied happily.
Zhili Guigui came over with admiration. "Master, what are you whispering to me?"
"Hehe, secret, hahaha..." Li Shimin rode forward proudly.
There was only Li Xiuning who remained silent. "..."
I always feel that something is not right about the interaction between my own brother and Mr. Yang. Forget it, I will see the good-looking Mr. Yang again in a few days.
I don’t know if he will bring himself a gift, and what kind of gift he will bring. I am really looking forward to it...
Li Xiuning drove the horse under her and continued to move forward. The slight smile on her face was enough to make Baihua dim.
Duan Shizi and Zhili walked behind Yang Qian expressionlessly, but from time to time he took out a piece of cake from his arms, opened his mouth, took a bite, and then continued to chew happily.
Zhili looked at his companion who was carrying a piece of cake as a snack with a dark face. "Aren't your teeth sore?"
"Creak, creak, creak..." Master Duan shook his head and continued to chew the cake with his small mouth.
"..."
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In the early morning, there were few passers-by in the windy and snowy Fengqiu City, and a donkey cart that had traveled a long way lumbered forward.
After stopping in front of the Fengqiu County Yamen, a somewhat thin young man jumped out of the donkey cart.
It was the young man who was chased by horse bandits that day and fell into the river. Fortunately, he was rescued by a passing boatman.
The officer who was squatting in the shelter of the county government gate with his hands clasped in his hands saw this person and reluctantly stood up from the warmth.
"What's the matter with this young man?"
"I heard that more than a month ago, someone killed a horse bandit and came to Fengqiu to report to the official. Is this possible?"
The officer looked the young man up and down and nodded.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, reached into his arms, took out a bunch of money and handed it over.
"Thank you, sir. Please tell me the details."
A quarter of an hour later, the young man with faintly red eyes left the county government office. His eyes swept over and landed on the porridge stall not far away in a secluded place.
No, the young man shook his head, took steps resolutely, and walked towards the west.
The mother is dead, all the servants and guards are dead, and only the younger sister survives alone.
Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he must rush to Xingze County, Xingyang County as soon as possible to find his sister.
As we walked, the porridge stall owner stretched out his big spoon and stirred it into the porridge pot. The heat was rising in the porridge pot and the rich taste of corn porridge was evident.
The young man took a deep breath with intoxication on his face and let out a sigh from the depths of his soul.
"It smells so good..."
"The fragrant and rich corn porridge, the fragrant and crispy pancakes are both filling, good quality and cheap..."
The young man glanced at the long road, and then at the steaming and fragrant porridge pot.
By some strange coincidence, he sat down and said, "Boss, a bowl of porridge and two pancakes."
Not long after, a steaming bowl of porridge and two hot cooking cakes were placed on the table in front of the young man.
The young man bit into the cooked cakes and drank the corn porridge, enjoying the delicious food. It was more delicious and sweet than the delicacies he had eaten at home in the past.
After filling his belly well, he had the strength to continue his journey to find a girl.
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After a meal of fine wine and delicious food, Yang Qian said goodbye to a group of friends and rode back home.
Along the way, Yang Qian was thinking about a problem very seriously.
As an excellent, gentlemanly boy... well, he still calls himself a man, so Yang Qian feels less disgusting.
As a man, I go to attend the birthday of my female friend.
First, you have to wash yourself clean and dress up beautifully so that you won't be rude.
Next, you need to carefully prepare a suitable gift.
The question is, what should I give as a gift? Li Xiuning, a heroine who loves weapons more than red makeup, Yang Qian is a bit confused.
Gifting a knife? Yang Qian's eyes subconsciously fell on the green rose sword given to him by Li Xiuning beside his waist, well...
Some time ago, after my mother was able to see the green sword at Yang Qian's waist, she took back her sword without mercy.
Fortunately, although the knife was taken back, the strong maternal love is still there.
Li Xiuning gave himself a knife, and he also gave the other person a knife. It felt wrong no matter what, and it seemed not attentive enough and too perfunctory.
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Wrapped in the cold, I walked into the warm front hall and saw a very warm scene.
The kind old father leisurely sipped the amber grape wine and sat across from his mother Han and Xiao Wujia.
There is a chessboard on the table between them. At this moment, little Wujiu, who is as cute as a snow doll and wrapped in a new milky white dress, is playing with chopsticks.
"Oh, our little Wugou is so lucky..."
Seeing the chopsticks thrown out by Wu Guan, Han smiled sweetly, took a sip of the cute little lucky star, and moved the chess piece to a suitable position.
Wu Gu's lovely eyes were bent like crescent moons, and his smile was so sweet and sweet.
"Haha, good... uncle actually lost." Yang Ning laughed loudly and rubbed Xiao Wugou's head lovingly.
After greeting his parents, Yang Qian, who had taken off his cloak, rubbed his hands and sat on the edge of the couch.
Wu Gu, a kind-hearted little cutie, took the initiative to put down the ugly stuffed tiger in his hand and reached out to warm Yang Qian's hands.
This heart-warming gesture made Yang Qian feel happy.
Yang Qian looked at the exquisite square chessboard, with six chess pieces on each side, and subconsciously said, "Father, what kind of chess are you playing?"
Han explained with a smile, "This is chess. Mom and your father have nothing to do, so they took it out to play. Wu Guo seems to like it too."