The 100-billion-dollar cp in the world is open again!

However, the next morning, Bi Lihuai woke up at nine o'clock...

After breakfast, Bi Lihuai stood beside the treadmill and looked at him.

"Master, come on." The butler stood behind the young lady and cheered him on.

Qi Yao stretched a bit, and got on the treadmill like a strong man going to die.

While self-deceiving said: "I love sports, sports love me."

Bi Li smiled and said nothing, just watched him finish the four-ten-minute run.

"Take a break and do strength training later." Bi Lihuai said.

"As ordered—"

Bi Lihuai walked out of the gym, followed by the housekeeper.

"Young Madam, I'm going to prepare what I want to eat for dinner now." The housekeeper asked.

"When roasting a chicken, remember to peel off the skin after roasting," Bi Lihuai said.

"Ok."

"Thirty boiled tiger prawns."

"The young master and the young lady each eat fifteen, is that enough? Is it a little less?"

The housekeeper asked, although the tiger prawns are quite big, after removing the head and shell, the meat is only so small.

"He eats 25, I eat five enough, and I don't exercise, so I don't need so much protein, boil two green leafy vegetables, steam a little sweet potato and corn, that's enough."

"Okay." The butler wrote it down with the notepad on his mobile phone.

After Qi Yao finished exercising, he took a short rest and took a shower.

When he came out, the butler had already delivered the food.

Qi Yao took a photo and sent it to Moments together with the photo of his muscles just after exercising.

Immediately got comments from Zhou Tong and Long Zecheng.

Zhou Tong: "Brother Yao is so self-disciplined. With this figure, I am so envious that I shed tears."

Long Zecheng: "I thought you would have a happy big belly after marriage."

Qi Yao replied to Long Zecheng: "That won't work, my wife is greedy for my beauty, and I want to become more and more beautiful."

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Seeing Qi Yao's reply, Long Zecheng lifted up his clothes and looked at his already blurred eight-pack abs.

He has been so happy recently, eating delicious food made by Zhou Tong every day, his previous self-disciplined life seems to have become his previous life.

If he hadn't seen Qi Yao's muscles, he wouldn't have realized that his eight-pack abs were no longer obvious.

If this continues, he may have a happy big belly.

"Zhou Tong, if I become a fat man, will you dislike me?" Long Zecheng asked.

"No." Zhou Tong replied with a smile, "Are you provoked by Brother Yao?"

"Yes."

"If you want to eat a fat-reducing meal, I can also make it for you. Steaming and boiling are very simple."

Zhou Tong said that he now braises, stir-fries, braises, seasons with various seasonings every day, and it is complicated.

Delicious food is of course high in calories, which is understandable.

Long Zecheng touched his belly and sighed: "Sure enough, if you want to have a good figure, you can't indulge. Once you indulge, you will get used to it. Now I don't care so much about eight-pack abs."

Long Zecheng knew that this was the beginning of his degeneration, and if he continued like this, he would really become a big fat man.

Zhou Tong smiled and came over to sit beside him, turned around and hugged his waist, and leaned his head in his arms.

"Brother Long, why don't you spend some time exercising every day? You don't need to be as harsh as Brother Yao. Just keep the way you are now. It doesn't matter if you get fatter or thinner. When disaster strikes, fat is your life." , if you are trapped and have nothing to eat, the skinny ones will definitely die earlier than the fat ones."

"You comfort me like this, I really...should I be moved or should I cry?" Long Zecheng said jokingly, if he was a little fatter, the typhoon would still not be able to blow it away.

"Hahaha." Zhou Tong laughed.

Long Zecheng asked inexplicably: "Everyone eats the same thing, why are you not fat at all?"

Zhou Tong is still the same as before, dry and thin, with a flat chest and back.

"I'm young, my metabolism is fast..."

"You are connoting that I am old, and my metabolism has declined." Long Zecheng squinted, but this is also true, after all, Zhou Tong is only 24, young, and digests quickly.

He's almost thirty.

It can't be compared with young people.

"No, Brother Long, you are still young and handsome." Zhou Tong moved up and kissed him on the cheek.

"mua—"

Long Zecheng hugged Zhou Tong with a smile and kissed him.

There is a price to be paid for beauty, if it weren't for Bi Lihuai's harshness, how could Qi Yao be number one in the world's most beautiful male physique list for several years in a row?

As long as he slacks up a little bit, and he is photographed with a double chin and a big belly once, he will be dropped from the rankings.

Also because of this, Qi Yao's value has never been surpassed by anyone.

There are many brands that approach him for shooting, and all of them are the world's top brands that invite him.

In the past, those people didn't know the inside story, and they all said that he was a dog licking, and when he was in the arms of Bi Lihuai.

He has been built by Bi Lihuai, and he is worth 9000 million yuan for a luxury endorsement advertisement.

Later, he charged tens of millions for a promotional poster for a print endorsement, and it was just a few photos.

Now the value is even more outrageous.

So his friend's 520 million signings for the two of them to be on the show was really because Bi Lihuai gave him a special face.

If you want to be able to wear that crown, you really need a strict and strict supervisor.

Long Zecheng looked at Zhou Tong, they couldn't stand at the top of the pyramid.

But they can also have their happiness and joy.

"Zhou Tong, let's eat boiled shrimp tonight!"

"Okay." Zhou Tong smiled, "But I can't afford tiger prawns..."

"It's okay, we can eat Jiwei shrimp."

"Hahaha, okay."

"Daughter-in-law, Vance XT wants me to shoot posters."

Qi Yao signed a French watch brand, Vance XT, for five years, and this year is only the third year.

He cooperates every year to shoot promotional videos and posters, and one shot is enough for a year, and then the brand business will spend a whole year slowly posting photos.

Always keep the heat.

Of course, when encountering special circumstances, the photos cannot be used, or there are new ideas, he has to cooperate to shoot.

"How long?"

"It may take more than a week, will you go with me?" Qi Yao asked, he didn't want to be separated from him, but going to shoot was quite tiring.

"My hands are inconvenient. You still have to take care of me when you go. Forget it, go by yourself and bring your bodyguards." Bi Lihuai raised his bear paw and looked at it, the bones hadn't healed yet.

"Am I afraid I can't take good care of you? You are at home by yourself, what should you do if you miss me? I'll take you there, just treat it as a tour."

As soon as Qi Yao said that, he went to make arrangements. Anyway, bring the housekeeper, bodyguards, servants, and the chef. Are you afraid that you won't be able to take care of your wife?

"Okay." Bi Lihuai agreed as if reluctantly, flipping through the tablet to watch gossip and entertainment news, he clicked on the French travel strategy.

Things like packing luggage, of course, are all Qi Yao's business.

Bi Lihuai leaned on the sofa to read the guide, Qi Yao tidied up the clothes and daily necessities of the two of them, and stuffed them into the suitcase.

The butler quietly brought a big box and gave Qi Yao a wink.

Qi Yao took a look, Okamoto 001, a big family suit!

His eyes lit up, and he took it and stuffed it into the suitcase immediately.

The housekeeper gave a slap, fifty!

Qi Yao gave an OK!