The canine boyfriend is sticky and fierce

Wu Bai also saw him.

He raised his leg and came towards this side. For some reason, Wen Liang subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Maybe it was because he had just said before that the two of them should not contact each other again.

Before Wu Bai came over, Wen Liang hurried into the toilet and closed the cubicle door.Occasionally, one or two voices of Qin Feng and Wu Bai came from outside, but gradually they died down.

It was only then that Wen Liang remembered that he had come to the bathroom, and Feng Baobao was still waiting for him.After releasing quickly, he opened the door, Wu Bai stood in front of him like a giant Buddha, Wen Liang subconsciously took a step back, but accidentally tripped over the toilet.

"You, what are you doing here..." Wen Liang asked softly, looking at the expressionless Wu Bai who didn't move away.

"What do you mean, go to the toilet."

Wen Liang nodded, stood up, squeezed through the gap between him and the door, and when passing by, he heard Wu Bai ask, "Listen to Ruruo, are you coming to eat with your friends?"

Wen Liang hummed and walked outside.

"What kind of friend, let me get to know you." Wu Bai's door was open, Wen Liang turned his head, just in time to meet Wu Bai's teasing eyes looking sideways at him;

Wen Liang turned away and replied, "I don't know the friends I met at the new job very well."

Wen Liang thought for a while, and held back the latter sentence, saying that I can introduce you to each other when I'm familiar with it.He and Wu Bai have no future, so there is no need to know his friends anymore.

Wu Bai followed him out to wash his hands, "Why don't we have dinner together if we don't know each other well?"

It seemed to be a casual question, but Wen Liang still felt a hint of questioning sensitively.

Wen Liang avoided this question, "My friend is still waiting for me, so I will leave first."

Wu Bai felt a little blocked in his heart. Looking at the back, he took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Qin Feng, "Don't wait for me, I want to see who my friends are today, and I want to have dinner together if I don't know each other well."

He and Wen Liang are so close that they haven't eaten together yet.

So Wu Bai, who was full and full, went to order another table. Sitting at the table behind them, he could see the friend's face at a glance.

Little boy likes to make friends with this kind of dysplasia?

Wu Bai looked at the boy on the opposite side, who looked about 22 years old. Although he was about the same height as Wen Liang, his face looked like a child's, with a chubby face.

No, the brat eats as soon as he eats, why is he still picking up the food from the little boy's plate?Didn't you see that he was thinner than you!

Wu Bai held the fork and subconsciously poked the curry fish cake on the plate, and when he came back to his senses, the fish cake was already rotten.

He just asked Qin Feng to come out, and after learning the scriptures, there is just a breakthrough, and he can't let the little white face want to hide from him as soon as he sees him.Qin Feng talked a lot, sweet talk, making chance encounters, doing what he likes, showing his own charm...

Wu Bai thinks that if he doesn't speak, it's the best sweet talk, but if he doesn't speak, Wen Liang is also a person who doesn't talk much, and the two of them might keep silent to each other like idiots, which won't work.

It's okay to create chance encounters. I have already met, but it's a pity that people ignore them.

Do what he likes... What does the little boy like?

It seems that only to show their own charm.

"Waiter..." Wu Bai took out a black card, "At the checkout, there is still table 5, and the other dishes will be packed."

The waiter was puzzled for a second, nodded, picked up the black card and walked to the cashier.

Wu Bai took one last look at the back, and walked out of the restaurant in a good mood with the dishes in hand. He remembered that there was a stray dog ​​that was very scary nearby. He opened the package and put it far away where it usually appears.

After the two of them finished eating, Feng Baobao clamored to pay the bill. Wen Liang was two years older than him, so naturally he couldn't let him pay.He was also a little angry about it, saying that he despised him.

Wen Liang smiled helplessly, and could only say, next time you invite me instead.

At the cash register, the waiter bowed after making inquiries, and said to Wen Liang, "Your account, Mr. Wubai, has already been settled."

"Wubai? Who is it?" Feng Baobao looked at Wen Liang suspiciously.

"A friend I met in the bathroom just now." Wen Liang took back her credit card and said to Feng Baobao, "Let's go back to the restaurant first."

Sitting in the car, Wen Liang pinched his phone, turned on and off WeChat, turned it off and on again, hesitating to ask him why he helped him pay the bill.

But having said that the two of them will no longer contact each other, they must do what they say, even though they seem to meet again by accident.

After struggling for a while, Wen Liang gave up and transferred the money directly.

He didn't know how much it was, but he felt that the consumption of this Thai restaurant should not be cheap, so he estimated that it was [-].

[Give me money, want to keep me? 】

Wen Liang was caught off guard by the second reply, halfway through typing, the other party sent it again.

[Only five thousand, not enough. 】

Wen Liang had no choice but to delete the original content and type two words: meal expenses.

There was no reply from the other side for a minute, Wen Liang put down his phone, and was about to squint against the car window, but Feng Baobao beside him was already squinting.

Just as he closed his eyes, the phone vibrated slightly again twice.

Wu Bai returned his transfer and said: Next time you treat me to dinner.

Wen Liang was a bit rejected in his heart, Wu Bai was an uncertain person, he might go crazy again one day, and his life would be disrupted again.

Wen Liang can't think of any other way to give him money for the time being, so he can only let this matter go.

After squinting for about 10 minutes, they arrived at Paradise, and the afternoon training was about to start again. The two quickly changed into uniforms and went to the practice room.

There are many books and some weights on the ground.

Carly pointed to those books and said to everyone: "These books and weights are your training content this afternoon. Everyone starts from 5kg, raises the shoulder of the left hand flat, bends the arm at 20 degrees, and the palm is perpendicular to the wrist. Lifting, [-] minutes at a time.

Then rest for 10 minutes and increase the weight for the next time.During this period, the arms should not be tilted here and there, and the weight of the book should not slip off. I believe you don’t want the soup to splash on the clothes of the guests because of your unstable lifting. "

After seeing everyone nodding, Carly took out the timer, "Go get the book, I will start timing after everyone's posture is correct."

Wen Liang squeezed her left palm, feeling a little hesitant, it should be fine.

The first round, 5kg, 20 minutes, everyone was very relaxed, but the arms were a little sour. After a brief rest, the weight was directly increased to 10kg.

There was a little sweat on everyone's face, and their hands trembled slightly. Carly took the teaching stick and sternly beat those arms with unqualified angles.

Some of them who exercise regularly are fine, and their complexions are relatively relaxed. People like Wen Liang who haven't exercised much for many years are struggling.

Wen Liang stared at the faintly exposed scar on her left wrist, and kept giving herself hints to persevere.

"It's time, take a break."

Wen Liang's hand suddenly lost strength, and the weight slid aside, almost hitting the foot of the person next to him.