Rival he always wants to tease me

Shen Feiyan looked at the bucket he used to hold the fish, it was very good, not even half full.He looked at the buckets of Zhao Mocun and Wen Weiming next to him, they were very good, and they caught more fish than himself.

Shen Feiyan was in a complicated mood. He was the one who proposed to compete in fishing at the beginning, but now the result is really, slapping his face.

Zhao Mocun, who had harvested a lot over there, was in a very happy mood. He called the waiter and asked him to measure the buckets of the three people separately.

That person came over and wanted to weigh them in order from left to right, but Shen Feiyan on the far left waved his hand and refused directly: "You don't need to measure mine, it's the least at first glance."

After Zhao Mocun heard this, he still couldn't help laughing: "Shen Feiyan, I didn't expect that you overturned your car today, hehehe, let me think about what I want you to do later."

Shen Feiyan's face darkened when he heard the words, "Who gave you the confidence to make you think that you caught the most fish, be careful that you will be slapped in the face later."

Now he only hopes that Wen Weiming can gain more than Zhao Mocun.

"Including the weight of the barrel, it's [-] catties."

Zhao Mocun's expression suddenly became embarrassing, "Xiao Feiyan, you should be mentally prepared and promise me to do something."

Shen Feiyan: "...be careful not to be slapped in the face if you speak wild words." I really want to quietly dump all the fish I caught into Wen Weiming's bucket to help him. "

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's better than you anyway..."

Seeing that Shen Feiyan and Zhao Mocun were bickering more and more intensely, Wen Weiming said in a deep voice, "Don't jump to conclusions until the end of everything."

Shen Feiyan echoed: "Wen Weiming is right."

Wen Weiming changed the subject, "Maybe I will be the winner in the end."

Shen Feiyan: "..."

Zhao Mocun: "..."

The waiter stood on the side without saying a word. Seeing that they had calmed down, he went up and put Wen Weiming's bucket on the electronic scale to measure it. It was nineteen catties, which was more than Zhao Mocun's.

"Hahaha, Zhao Mocun, who gave you the confidence before that made you think that you would be number one, hahahaha, let's slap you in the face, Zhao Mocun, the second child of ten thousand years." After the final result came out, Shen Feiyan laughed loudly .

Zhao Mocun knew he was wrong, so he could only draw small circles silently.

When Shen Feiyan had laughed enough, Wen Weiming said gently: "I haven't figured out what to ask you to do yet, let's talk about it after I think about it."

Shen Feiyan: "..." Oh my god, I almost forgot that I was the last one.

Shen Feiyan was silent for a second, thinking of the fish in the bucket, he asked, "What are you going to do with these fish?"

Zhao Mocun directly waved his hand and refused: "I have never liked fish since I was a child, you know Feizi, if you want it, you can take it."

Shen Feiyan turned his gaze to Wen Weiming, "What about you?"

"If you go to school, it takes too much time to cook fish for lunch and dinner. I can only do it once tonight when I don't have evening self-study, and I won't have time for the rest of the night."

Shen Feiyan lives with Wen Weiming, so he naturally knows that Wen Weiming's words are true, "How about this, I'll take one fish home, Wen Weiming you take one, and release the rest."

"it is good."

"I have no opinion."

After obtaining the consent of the two, Shen Feiyan selected two relatively large fish from the bucket and handed them to Uncle Li for him to take away, and then asked the waiter to put the fish back.

After all, for them, fishing is just a pastime, as for how many fish they can get home in the end, it is not very important.

The fishing thing came to an end, and the three of them walked to the changing room of the mountain hot spring.

In fact, the idea of ​​soaking in hot springs was first proposed by Wen Weiming. He said that soaking in hot springs can relieve fatigue. Go to the hot spring with him.

In the locker room, Shen Feiyan changed his clothes with great difficulty. When he went to the hot spring private room, Zhao Mocun and Wen Weiming had already been in the water for 2 minutes.

The hot spring water was very hot, Shen Feiyan walked towards the position between Wen Weiming and Zhao Mocun after entering the water.

As soon as Shen Feiyan sat down next to Zhao Mocun, Zhao Mocun rushed to chase him away, "Ah, come over, I feel that the water has become hot after you come."

Shen Feiyan: "..." How could I have a friend like this.

Helpless, Shen Feiyan could only move towards Wen Weiming.

But Zhao Mocun was not satisfied yet, "Go further, go further."

"Believe it or not, I'll hit you."

Zhao Mocun shut up.

But at this time, Shen Feiyan was also very close to Wen Weiming.

Shen Feiyan was soaking in the hot spring, his eyes turned subconsciously, suddenly, he noticed the abdominal muscles on Wen Weiming who was sitting next to him, he subconsciously lowered his head to look at his stomach, ah, the abdominal muscles don't exist.

"Wen Weiming, I have a question for you."

Wen Weiming originally squinted his eyes, but when he heard Shen Feiyan's words, he opened his eyes and looked at Shen Feiyan, "Just ask."

"I just want to ask, how did you develop your abdominal muscles?" Shen Feiyan stared at Wen Weiming's abdominal muscles with some envy.

Wen Weiming's abdominal muscles are very beautiful, with an eight-pack, but they are not in that kind of muscular state. On the other hand, Young Master Shen has a fleshy belly and doesn't have a single abdominal muscle. I will envy Wen Weiming.

Wen Weiming smiled: "You want to know?"

Shen Feiyan nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

"Then you promise me one thing."

"What's the matter, as long as I can do it, I promise to finish it."

Wen Weiming continued to laugh, "It's not a big deal, just let me poke your stomach and I'll tell you how."

As soon as Wen Weiming's words fell, Shen Feiyan's face turned red.

He stood up and took two steps back, "If you don't want to say it, you don't want to say it. What excuses are you looking for? Damn, it's such an insult. What if I don't have abdominal muscles? If you don't accept it, come and beat me."

The sound was so loud that it woke up Zhao Mocun, who was already in a meditative state.

Zhao Mocun was naturally on Shen Feiyan's side, "Feizi, why did Wen Weiming bully you?"

"He made fun of me for not having abs."

Zhao Mocun's eyes became sharp all of a sudden, he stood up and pulled Shen Feiyan over, and the two glared at Wen Weiming angrily.

Yes, Zhao Mocun, like Shen Feiyan, does not have abdominal muscles.

After having comrade-in-arms Zhao Mocun, the more Shen Feiyan thought about it, the more he felt that Wen Weiming was going too far, to laugh at people like this.

Shen Fei, who felt insulted, was so angry that he burst into flames, and really wanted to drag Wen Weiming to die together before he burst into flames.

Wen Weiming smiled wryly, "I didn't laugh at you."

Seeing that Wen Weiming's expression did not seem to be fake, Zhao Mocun asked Shen Feiyan: "What happened to you just now?"

Shen Feiyan replied: "I saw that he has eight-pack abs, so I asked him how he got it, but he said he wanted to poke my stomach before he would tell me."

"...Then let him poke it, and tell me how to do it when you know." Zhao Mocun winked.

Shen Feiyan: "..." Hehe, let's end our friendship.

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