The fat man who time travels should be self-improvement

Shang Rin probably didn't expect Wu Li to make such a request. Originally, he thought that the other party would have other more special things.

After thinking about it, Shang Lin looked up at Wu Li with the gentleness of an elder: "Then what is your goal? You want to ask me for a gift. This so-called weight loss effect must be verified and approved by me, right?"

Wu Li thought for a while: "My goal is to lose weight to 170 catties." Although according to his current height of 1.7 meters 170, this weight is already in the category of fat people, but this weight loss must be realistic, and other people's words may not be true. Goal, but for what Wu Likai said, it is already a great success for him to drop his weight to 140, so he has never thought about the so-called standard weight of 170 catties, and he can reach 140. So is [-] still far away?

"This is your goal?" Shang Lin smiled.

"Ah."

"But your goal doesn't quite suit me."

"Then uncle, you can find me a role model, and I will lose weight like him when the time comes." Wu Li felt that he was working hard just to eat.

Shang Lin still had a gentle face, walked over, patted his shoulder with his free hand, then touched his fat hand, and said: "Just follow my way." After finishing speaking, he didn't care what Wu Li said. In response, he went straight into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

Wu Li stood there for a while without reacting. It was not until the sound of bowls and chopsticks and water flow came from behind that Wu Li realized. After thinking about what Shang Rin said just now, black lines were all over his head.

Turning around and looking at the back in the kitchen, it is simply perfect, no matter its appearance or figure, there is no flaw at all. This kind of art-like thing was originally carefully carved by the gods, and it is not something that mortals like him can imitate .

The whole person sat back in the living room as if discouraged. Originally, he was thinking about washing the dishes, but after being hit by Shang Rin, he didn't want to bother him at all.

After Shang Lin packed up, he went back to the living room without saying a word, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Sitting opposite Shang Lin, Wu Li didn't know why he always felt that the people now were a little different from before, or that the atmosphere in the living room was inexplicably dignified.

"How was your day?" Shang Rin finally spoke.

Wu Li had been thinking about how to break this silence just now, and now he heard Shang Rin speak first, and quickly replied: "It's almost the same as usual, it's all about fitness."

"Nothing in particular happened?"

"No." Wu Li shook his head.

"Really?" Shang Rin raised his head and looked at him with fixed eyes. At the same time, the teacup in his hand was lightly placed on the table, making a crisp sound.

Wu Li was taken aback by the sudden sound, and his voice became a little weak: "Of course it's true, if I have anything, I will definitely tell my uncle."

Probably an illusion, when Wu Li's voice came out, he felt that the air in the house froze. Although Shang Rin was expressionless, he knew that the other party seemed to be brewing a huge emotion.

Swallowing his saliva secretly, Wu Li told himself to be calm, not to give in to this kind of lust, and his waist gradually straightened up.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should rest first." Finally Shang Rin spoke, and got up, without worrying about the problem just now.

Wu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly sent him out of the door.

"Okay, I'll just go out by myself. If you have anything to do, come to me, and be safe by yourself." At the door, Shang Lin blocked Wu Li behind him, and left directly.

Looking at Shang Rin's back, Wu Li felt a little lonely, and couldn't help asking the two of them: "Is my uncle angry?"

"Obviously." Brother Rong didn't answer, Brother Zhao jumped out.

"Could it be that my uncle also knew about Wang Li's affairs today, and then got angry because I didn't tell him?" Wu Li thought that there should be no flaws in what happened during the day. He didn't even mention it to Shang Lin, but just saw Shang Lin's performance. , I always feel that the other party knows something.

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