What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Aoki Division squeezed his chin, thoughtful.

Qiong knew what Aoki Division was thinking, but said indifferently: "I only participate in online competitions."

"Well, well, you can also participate in offline competitions! Even if it's a class day, I can ask for leave to go with you." Aoki Secretary actively persuaded.

He really wanted Qiong to get out of the house more, no matter what he was doing, as long as he didn't stay at home every day.

Qiong didn't answer him, and sighed after a long time, with a helpless tone: "I really can't do anything about you...then let me think about it."

What's the latest offline competition?It seems that the guy from UMR said a few days ago that there was a Street Fighter competition in Yachiyo City, right?

"Well, thank you!" Aoki Division smiled happily.

Looking at Aoki Si's excited face, Qiong felt that why he was always making him happy now.

Well, forget it, it doesn't matter.

Qiong turned around and focused his attention on the phone again.

Anyway, this guy looks good when he smiles.

Chapter 160 IX Full of Motivation

"It's finished." Qiong put down the fork, sucked up the milk tea in his hand, and turned to look at Aokiji.

Just as Aoki was about to answer, he saw a trace of tiramisu on the edge of her pink lips.He took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth. Qiong tilted his head, but he didn't refuse. He just whispered, "Go home."

Aoki put down the tissue and said with a smile: "We haven't had dinner yet, let's find a place to eat outside? What do you want to eat?"

Qiong stuck out his small tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, turned his head and touched the clean little mouth with the back of his hand, thought for a while before answering: "Whatever."

Hearing this, Aoki Division let out a hiccup, and said with a wry smile, "Ramen?"

"No." Qiong replied decisively.

"Want to drink soup?" Aoki Division racked his brains thinking, is there any shop nearby that he has heard of.

"No." Qiong lowered his head and wiped his white and slender fingers with a tissue.

"Then...chicken skewers?" Aoki suddenly remembered that there are many izakayas near his home, and many white-collar workers eat skewers and drink beer there every day when they come back from boxing, it seems that they are very popular.And there are also oden and the like, so it shouldn't be a big problem to eat enough.

"...Okay." Qiong finally answered yes.

Aoki Si looked at her dotingly, saw that she was just holding the rabbit doll in her arms, her little face was slightly red, and couldn't help but joked: "The casual you said is really casual."

"Stupid." Qiong shyly squeezed the rabbit doll in his arms tightly.

Qing Musi waved at Wu Geng Liuli, and Wu Geng Liuli walked over with a smirk on his face: "Does the guest want to pay? The total is..."

Aoki Division didn't wait for her to finish talking about the price, and handed her 1 yuan.

He calculated the price, and after paying the 1 yuan, there would be more than half of it left.

Wu Geng Liuli curled her lips: "Wait a minute, I'll go find the money."

Seeing her turn and leave, Qing Musi smiled at Qiong without waiting for her to come back: "Let's go."

Qiong nodded, followed closely behind him, and the two walked out of the shop.

When Wugeng Liuli came back with the money she had found, Aoki and Qiong had disappeared.

She stared at the money in her hand for a moment, then turned to look at the store manager.

"Boss, what should I do?"

The store manager sat at the bar and had a panoramic view of everything, just smiled and said: "Take it, it's your tip."

Wu Geng Liuli held the money, stayed for a while, then stuffed the money into his pocket, turned around to clear the table, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you want to use money to make me fall? It's really the trick of the devil. Humph."

Wu Geng Liuli would never admit that she was a little happy in her heart.

……

After dinner with Qiong, Aoki Si sent her home, and then trotted towards the club with his arms loose.

He walked up to the third floor with ease, but he didn't see Song Shanyan, so Aoki went to the locker room to change his clothes.

"Hey, I'm still a little thinner." Looking at the firm and streamlined muscles in the mirror, Aoki raised his eyebrows at himself.

He is close to 180 centimeters tall, but weighs only 68 kilograms. According to common sense, he should be as thin as a monkey. Even if he has muscles, he should also look shriveled.But he didn't know why, it seemed normal.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, so Aoki Division simply attributed it to the system's credit—maybe it also knew that it was going to participate in the lightweight competition, and maybe it could help itself maintain its weight.

Bowing his arms, looking at the muscles on his arms, Aoki nodded in satisfaction.

"Yo, you're here?" Songshanyan's voice behind him made Aokiji stop his narcissistic behavior, and he turned around embarrassedly. As expected, Songshanyan was looking at him with a teasing face, holding his arms and trying to hold back his smile .

Aoki Si smiled awkwardly: "Ah, Brother Yan, why weren't you here just now?"

"Hmph, why don't I give you a contact person." Song Shanyan glared at him: "You have been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. I have to take advantage of the sixth day to hurry and let people come over. They will arrive tomorrow morning , you should come to the museum around 08:30 in the morning. The old rules, run over by yourself on the road to warm up."

"Don't be late tomorrow! You must come here at 08:30, and 1 yuan will be deducted from your salary for one minute late!" Song Shanyan stared at Aoki Division threateningly.

"OKOK." Aoki Division twisted his neck, his expression was a little excited: "Then is the partner training good?"

"MMA retired boxer, won the middleweight intercontinental champion, do you think he is serious?" Song Shanyan glanced at him and sneered: "This time you boy just wait to be beaten!"

I don't know why, but logically speaking, the stronger his boxer is, the happier Song Shanyan should be.But for this kid like Qingmusi, Song Shanyan always wants to find someone to kill his spirit first.At least let him calm down and train harder.