I heard that my life is not long

Mei Zi'an has always known that Li Huang is excellent in both figure and appearance, and few people can match it.

But I don't know whether he didn't pay attention to it before, or his advantages were sealed away by ordinary cut crops and sportswear.Seeing Li Huang wearing a shirt today, Mei Zi'an glanced over and was a little lost.

The cropped head, handsome facial features, and bulging muscles still showed Li Huang's toughness.However, the white shirt made Li Huang look abstinent and elegant amidst the toughness, while the wrinkleless shirt, trousers and shiny leather shoes looked extravagant.

Since the neckline was a little tight for Li Huang, the top two buttons were unbuttoned, and the whole group was full of hormones.

"Wow——" Mei Zishun was the first to react, and rushed forward enviously, touching Li Huang's chest muscles, abdominal muscles and biceps, "Mr. Li, no, Brother Li, your muscles are too beautiful, why? Made it out of practice? Teach me, teach me!"

Li Huang pulled the tight cuffs, feeling a little uncomfortable, and looked up at Mei Zi'an: "How is it, does it look good?"

Only then did Mei Zi'an come back to her senses, thinking that she was lost in thought because of this, her face felt slightly hot.

"Looks good," Mei Zian said, "With Mr. Li's conditions, everything you wear looks good."

Sure enough, people rely on clothes, Mei Zi'an thought, it seems that he should buy more beautiful clothes for Li Huang in the future, so as not to bury his face and figure.

Mei Zishun pouted: "I'm still here, I'm still here, Brother Li, look at me!"

Mei Zi'an said, "What's your name, Brother Li? It doesn't matter if it's big or small, it's Mr. Li."

Li Huang said: "It doesn't matter, you can call it whatever you want."

Mei Zishun looked at Li Huang's muscles and was almost drooling. He didn't even care about his second brother, so he rebelled in a very spineless way: "Look, second brother, Li brother even allowed me to call him that."

Mei Zi'an reprimanded softly: "There are no rules."

There is no more to say.

Mei Zishun pestered Li Huang to ask how he developed his muscles. Although Li Huang kept looking at Mei Zi'an, he patiently replied to Mei Zishun's words.

To sum it up, practice more, persevere, and accumulate over time.

Li Huang's training in the Qilin clan when he was a child, I don't know how hard it is to follow the noble sons like Mei Zi and the others.Born in that war-torn era, and also the son of the patriarch, Li Huang was placed with high hopes when he was born.When I was a child, I was drilled every day and my whole body was injured.

Lying at the bottom of Tiantai Mountain for 1000 years, time is still for him, and his muscles are still there.

Looking at Mei Zishun and Li Huang having a good conversation, and seeing Li Huang who was still shining even though he was sitting there quietly, speaking without rushing, Mei Zian suddenly thought, "It would be nice if this could be like this forever." " thoughts.

It is a pity that this is an extravagant hope after all, even if his body is healed, his veins are blocked, he will not be able to practice, and he will return to ashes in a few decades.

But people like Li Huang and Mei Zishun are still there.Only he will go first.

So this night Li Huang was like last night. After recuperating Mei Zi'an's body, Mei Zi'an wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and watched Li Huang hesitate to speak.

Li Huang, who was about to get up, noticed it and asked softly, "What do you want to say?"

Regulating Mei Zi'an's body is not a small consumption for Li Huang. Mei Zi'an can clearly see that Li Huang is a little tired at the moment.

If she wanted to say it, she blocked her throat, Mei Zi'an pursed her lips, and after a long silence, she lowered her head and said, "You have worked hard, go back and have a good rest."

Li Huang asked: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Meizi settled down.

Li Huang: "Don't you want to tell me?"

Mei Zi'an: "...It's not that I don't want to."

Li Huang: "Why is that?"

Mei Zi'an was not a hesitant person, and when the situation came to an end, she still asked.

"Mr. Li," his voice was a little low, cool and soft, like the evening breeze, "I want to ask you, if my body is cured, is there any possibility of practicing?"

He's such a greedy guy.

He used to be sick and sick, and only longed for a healthy body. Now that his body has the possibility of being healthy, he began to hope that he could practice like his family members, like Li Huang.

But speaking out would add pressure and burden to Li Huang, which Mei Zi'an was unwilling to do, so he hesitated to say it just now.

Li Huang looked at Mei Zi'an's drooping eyebrows, a thin layer of sweat hung on his frail body, which was caused by the pain just now.To Li Huang, Mei Zi'an is as fragile as a baby, perhaps because the strong are born with the instinct to pity the weak, Li Huang leaned over to hug Mei Zi'an, and patted him on the back:

"I will try my best to cure you and find a way for you to practice."

The hug came so suddenly that Mei Zi'an was completely stunned.

Mei Zi'an was silent for a while, then raised her arms to hug Li Huang, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Li."