I Wish Mo All the Best

Have you ever watched sumo wrestling?

It was almost the same, with exaggerated muscles and sumo wrestling movements, but it still had a cartoon face. Mu Mianmian only regretted that she didn't bring her cell phone to take pictures when she went out.

"Is it that funny?" Chen Baichuan just relied on Mu Mianmian's description, but he still couldn't get the funny point yet.

"He gave Momo a little muscular man with an expressionless face, still in the shape of a sumo wrestler. Others might not be so funny if they made one like that, but he is a serious and unsmiling person. Think about his face and wear a suit. Put on a pair of underpants and put on a lewd look."

Mu Mianmian couldn't bear it and clutched her stomach. No, her stomach ached from laughing. Pregnant women can't have such ups and downs of emotions.

Chen Baichuan thought about it for a moment, it was quite funny.

"I really can't believe that this kid has such weird ideas, haha, no wonder he always loses to me." Chen Baichuan was extremely happy and sad. Mu Mianmian suddenly stopped laughing and reached for his pocket. Chen Baichuan was too late to stop him. .

The hundreds of dollars he won from Xiao Hei were discovered...

"You really think I can't play chess, do you? I have two master's degrees, so I'll leave it to you. This money has been confiscated. I just need to buy melon seed candies tomorrow, so I'll use this." Mu Mianmian confiscated Chen Baichuan's private money. , happily went into the bathroom to post cucumber slices.

Chen Baichuan was about to cry, but after a minute, he cheered up again and carefully pulled out the drawer of the bedside table. In the innermost part of the drawer, there was a plastic bag taped with tape, and there were several large bills in it. It felt really solid to the touch. .

"Man, if you don't have any private money, why are you embarrassed to hang out in the world?" Chen Baichuan muttered softly.

Upstairs, Xiao Hei waited expectantly for praise, while Qianmo pulled the little man off the cake and held it up in front of her eyes, almost looking cross-eyed.

"You...can you tell me the source of your creative inspiration?" Qianmo finally asked what she had been curious about for two lifetimes.

He also gave this as a gift in his previous life, but the villain ended badly. She had cake and villain all smeared in his face.

That can't be blamed on Qianmo.

We have just met and are not familiar with each other. I am sending such a wretched little person to someone else. Isn’t everything about him except his naked body exposed?

In his previous life, he was more serious than he is now, the type who couldn't say more than a few words a day. If such a cold face gave him such a funny thing, a normal person would throw it away.

Later, when the two of them got along, Qianmo wanted to ask about the source of this villain's inspiration, but he refused to tell her. Qianmo was curious for a long time.

I didn't expect it... Qianmo held the little man and muttered to himself. He walked around and saw this thing again, tsk tsk.

"I thought... you would like it." Xiao Hei didn't wait for her to be ecstatic. He stretched out his hand to take it back. If he didn't like it, he would throw it away.

Qianmo raised her hand, "I didn't say I didn't like it, I was just curious, how could you create such a weird, wretched muscular man? No, he is...a villain full of post-modern abstract beauty?"

I was afraid that he would get angry and tear the villain apart with his hands, so he quickly lifted him up.

"You said you like men with lots of muscles best."

So he pinched this. Except for the key parts, all the muscles can be seen, including those on the legs. Get excited, woman!

Qianmo used all her self-control to keep herself from grabbing him by the collar and screaming. When did I show this so obviously? Isn't her usual peeking subtle enough? Is this hobby exposed like this?

"I'm not." Qianmo pretended to be reserved, as if she wasn't the one who usually made people do sit-ups and wear low-waisted pants.

Hey, the mermaid line is really sexy, and paired with those strong abdominal muscles, Qianmo only hated herself for not taking two pictures as a screen saver to pretend to be reserved. She thought she was pretending to be like an old cadre in the abstinence department. How did he do it? found?

"You did. You told your classmates in person three years ago." Xiao Hei accused.

"No way, I was a high school student three years ago. How could a high school student have such strong tastes - wait a minute...could it be?!"

Qianmo patted the water and remembered.

Xiao Hei was splashed with water. He originally wanted to please her, but thinking of the very angry scene at that time, he couldn't help but become arrogant, leaving her with a wounded back and floating away with a cake without any small muscles.

Qianmo buried her face in the bathtub, holding the little muscular man with one hand that looked like a bombed bunker. It turned out that this little man who made her laugh for a long time actually had such a historical background!

At that time, Qianmo had just entered school, and a senior boy blocked her in the bicycle shed and confessed his love to her.

Qianmo couldn't remember what the boy looked like, but she remembered that he wore gold-rimmed glasses - she hated men with gold-rimmed glasses the most. Because of a certain American TV series, she saw the frail man with gold-rimmed glasses. I just feel like a dead pervert.

In addition, she was aloof when she was young. Not only did she refuse people, but she also refused in a harsh way. The man with the golden frame asked, "What kind of man do you like?"

Qianmo said casually at that time that she liked healthy men who were all muscular.

That's pure nonsense. How could a high school girl like such an exaggerated muscular man? She just wanted others to give up.

If Qianmo had the current emotional intelligence, she wouldn't have said it so harshly even if she rejected someone. The little boy's psychological shadow is hard to estimate. Thinking about it, she felt a little guilty. Unfortunately, she couldn't even remember his face, so she knew he was a The gold-rimmed glasses are as thin as a paper figure.

I didn’t expect Xiao Hei to be nearby at that time. I wonder where he would hide in the carport...

Qianmo imagined that Xiao Hei was hiding behind the bicycle and eavesdropping and was very happy. No wonder he just turned around and left. Was he just jealous?

He wrapped himself in a bath towel and came out without wiping his hair. Xiao Hei sat on the bed and looked at her coldly, trying hard to pretend that he couldn't see the sensory stimulation caused by the beautiful woman coming out of the bath, with the face of a jealous man.

"Where were you hiding and peeking at me?" Qianmo sat over, reached out and dug out the cake on the bedside table, and painted him with a small goatee.

"It doesn't matter where you hide, what's important is that you are so popular." They confessed to each other in three days, haha, they met him every time.

Xiao Hei's imaginary self said these words very calmly, and to Qianmo's ears it was just like the name of a dish, which made him jealous. It must be old jealousy. How many years has it been?

"Didn't I agree? I think I must have known that I could meet a good man like you in the future, so I didn't look down on other men before." Qianmo said that she almost believed it, Xiao Hei Only then did the jealous face soften.

Qianmo carefully placed this wretched little muscular man aside and squatted on the bedside to eat the cake. It was so delicious. The wretched little man did not affect the taste of the cake at all.

Xiao Hei reacted.

"No, did you just deal with that Four Eyes casually?" Xiao Hei saw that her reaction just now didn't seem to be ecstatic, and he realized that he seemed to have been fooled by this little liar.

He has been training muscles for several years, is it... in vain? Was the direction wrong from the beginning?