"good."

When Zhao Yongqi, who was enjoying the gentle wiping of Park Soo-ji and Xiao Baozi, responded casually, he felt a pair of warm white jade hands pinching up on his big arm.

Li Zhien, who was squeezing her head and curiously tilted her little head, asked in confusion through the gap of the towel covered by Zhao Yongqi's head: "Frog Oppa, why do you look not as strong as Chen Oppa, but you have much more strength."

"This question is good, very profound!" Zhao Yongqi raised his arm with a smile, posing in Popeye's posture, and said proudly: "The key to this question is that it is like a Saint Seiya, and the muscles are also of level. Your Oppa is golden muscle, and Brother Chen's only bronze muscles, so the combat power should not be too far away."

"Hehe." Feifei, who was squatting beside her little mouth, giggling, "There are also ghost fighters and god fighters, not even more powerful than cannibals."

After putting down his arm and thinking carefully for three seconds, Zhao Yongqi nodded and said, "It makes sense! Then is this my underworld muscle or divine muscle? But, why does it sound so unreliable..."

The male god with a tangled face glanced at two beautiful faces with a smile and said seriously: "Think about it, does the name of the muscle muscle look like the aunt selling muscles in the vegetable market shouting at the top of her voice: 'Come and buy it, I am the famous chicken taken from the famous XXX chicken' like this..."

"Hehe..." The girls' silver bell-like laughter suddenly rang.

Brother Xiao Qi, who was spreading his hands, continued seriously: "This magic muscle is even more unreliable. It feels like, buy it home, slice it and shred it in a pan and stir-fry it, and immediately upgrade it from 'raw chicken' to 'cooked chicken'. No, you can continue to upgrade. Eat the cooked chicken into your mouth, and pull it out in a day, and it will become the highest-level poop chicken..."

"Oh, you're so disgusting. Hehe..."

"Brother Qi, you are really a scammer. Hehe."

The laughing little brother Qi didn't care about enjoying a fancy attack. He looked at the four beautiful girls around him who were smiling in a ball, and turned over and stood up and waved his fists and said, "So, I decided. Let me give the highest level of poop muscle to Brother Chen. I'd better keep the golden muscle."

Park Soo-ji, who had put away the towel, held back her smile, turned around and picked up the brand new T-shirt and handed it to Zhao Yongqi, and said with a smirk: "Oba, put on the clothes first and be careful to catch a cold."

Feifei next to him took advantage of Zhao Yongqi's random clothes and rushed to him with his little hand on his back, bent down slightly, letting his small body lean forward, squinted with his crescent eyes and asked in that delicate and pleasant voice: "Cannifers, why don't you go swimming? People say that swimming can exercise your whole body."

"You don't understand this." Zhao Yongqi said while dressing, "There are two major reasons not to go swimming. First, men go swimming to see the graceful figures of you goddesses wearing bikinis. Early in the morning, there was not even a ghost in the hotel swimming pool. Who would I go to see?"

"You cannibals, you are a big pervert!" Feifei, who held the beautiful big eyes and tried hard to kill people with his eyes, stared at the handsome man in front of him fiercely.

I had no feeling at all. Brother Qi, who had already practiced to the point of being able to build the Qinghai-Tibet Railway, continued to say to himself: "Secondly, swimming is the president's height. The naked height of this male god is already the standard international height, and there is no need to continue to grow taller."

"Smelling and beautiful!" Lee Ji-eun, who kept giggling, immediately gave contempt with a charming smile, "This year is obviously...."

"Little girl, what do you know?" Zhao Yongqi said seriously with his hand and pinched Tianran's delicate cheeks: "In the past, when you were Oppa, it was the standard height at that time. Later, it grew to the standard height after the update. Now it is the latest international standard height after the update!"

"Hehe..." The girls' sweet and pleasant laughter resounded throughout the gym again.

"Yes, Brother Qi is the best in everything." Little buns that pushed Zhao Yongqi's back and made him start moving forward smiled and said, "Go to take a shower and have dinner quickly, otherwise you will be scolded by Qian again."

"Little Baozi, we have such a good relationship, why do you always push me into the fire pit?" Zhao Yongqi spread his hands with a bitter face, and while following the strength of the little Baozi, he said quietly: "Once he enters the old guy's sight, he treats me like a capitalist oppressing the working people. Alas~~ I was hung by him for six hours yesterday!"

Amid the laughter, Zhao Yongqi, surrounded by four goddesses, made the waiters in the distance envious, while the female waiters fantasized that they could replace the four goddesses.

When he walked to the door, Zhao Yongqi smiled and said with a gentle smile to the waiters: "Thank you all, thank you."

"Brother Xiao Qi is polite, please be careful on the way." As the waiters answered, accompanied by the four goddesses, Zhao Yongqi's figure and the laughter disappeared from sight.

...

After washing up and taking Park Soo-ji to the restaurant, Cheng He, Deng Chao, Li Chen, Lee Kwang-soo and others were already sitting with the girls. When his figure appeared, the two lively and active little girls naturally waved to him immediately.

After a casual wave of his hand was considered a response, Zhao Yongqi went to get two large plates of food on his own. As soon as he returned to everyone's seats, before he could speak, Li Zhien jumped to him and said with a sweet smile on his face: "Frog Oppa, tell Oppa to invite you to dinner tonight."

"Why is it me again?" Zhao Yongqi threw it on the plate, pointed at his nose and stared at the despicable god.

Putting his arm on Cheng He's shoulder sideways, Deng Chao said with a smile: "Because of the 'male god Xiao Qi', there was a big and happy incident, so we decided to hold a celebration."

Before Zhao Yongqi could speak, the shy voice of Xiao Baozi was already heard: "Fight Oppa, I will ignore you again."

"Brother Chao, are you very interested in the oil pan in the underworld?" Zhao Yongqi, who was waving a metal fork, said viciously: "Now I want to use my hands to dispose of it and go to the oil pan for hundreds or eighty years?"

Just as Deng Chao was about to fight back, Cheng He beside him raised his eyebrows and smiled at Zhao Yongqi: "Brother Chao won't name Xiao Qi, you know that the banquet tonight will be changed to the celebration meeting of 'Male God Xiao Qi instantly kills love rival'. This time, are you satisfied? Of course, the cost must be paid by Brother Xiao Qi, the male protagonist, right? Okay, that's it, let's eat enough!"

"I think it's better to let you two bitches have a pussy first! Death!"

Amid the laughter of a group of people and the shy expression of the little bun, the male god caught a pair of bitches who had no time to escape and began to perform a full martial arts movement.



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Chapter completed!