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Chapter 688 Coach, did I lose weight today? (three)

Seeing Tu Zhimeng's heart itching, her chubby little hands silently pinched the swimming ring hanging on her waist, a little loneliness and a little inferiority appeared on her face covered with fat.

I don't know if Shu Ziheng would hate himself if he looked like this.

【Host, don't worry, our Master Youxian is not such a superficial person. 】Dongzao made a soft, glutinous milk sound, softly comforting the fragile and helpless little heart of a certain mouse.

Listening to Dongzao's words, Tu Zhimeng felt a little bit of comfort in her heart.

Just as I was about to ask the front desk clerk what set menu they had, I heard a nice magnetic bass coming from behind.

"Little girl, do you want a card?"

Following the voice, Tu Zhimeng turned slightly and raised her head, raised her round almond eyes, and was facing a handsome face that was so ingenious and beautiful.

The person in front of him was wearing blue-gray casual clothes, with brown bangs lying softly on his forehead, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes that were as bright as peach blossoms, as if a glance could seduce people's hearts and souls.

The straight nose bridge, fair skin, and sexy thin lips, every part seems to be carefully sculpted by artists, without any flaws, it is exquisite.

The tall figure is just right, not as greasy as those muscular men, but he is not a frail scholar either. Visually, he looks thin when he is dressed, and he looks fleshy when he takes off his clothes.

Tu Zhimeng lost her mind for a while, since Ye Luo's small world, she has become very strange, her eyes can't help but fall on the other party, as if she can't bear to miss every expression of the other party.

When the front desk clerk saw his big boss coming, he immediately bowed and said hello.

Shu Ziheng smiled faintly, signaling to the front desk not to be too formal.

After that, his eyes turned and fell on the little girl in front of him, he hooked his lips meaningfully, and repeated a sentence.

"Do you want to get a card? Girl?"

Tu Zhimeng nodded subconsciously, her pink lips moved slightly: "Do it."

Better do it with you too.

Afterwards, under Shu Ziheng's trickery, the little girl got a super VIP fitness annual card, which almost maxed out one of her cards.

However, Tu Zhimeng doesn't care about the money, after all, she is worth tens of billions in this small world.

Shu Ziheng led Tu Zhimeng to the gym. The equipment here is complete, and post-exercise hormones are everywhere. A row of muscular men stood in front of her, with their hands behind their hands, and the muscles on their arms were shocking.

They are all tall and big, and their pectoral muscles are bigger than the other. Looking at them, they can clearly see that their muscles are beating.

Tu Zhimeng swallowed, never admiring this kind of muscular man.

At the moment, there are only two words in her mind: greasy.

"Can I choose you to be my fitness coach?" Tu Zhimeng raised her head, and her gaze fell on Shu Ziheng. Although the facial features on his face were covered with fat, it was hard to see how delicate they were, but those watery eyes The bright almond eyes are still glowing.

Just like a pool of spring water, the breeze blows by, setting off a pool of ripples, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Shu Ziheng smiled slightly, leaned over, his peach blossom eyes stared at the little girl without blinking, and his thin lips lifted slightly.

"I'm more expensive."

Tu Zhimeng laughed foolishly, and became a nympho: "I'm not short of money."

Yes, in this small world, she is so poor that all she has left is money.

In the end, Tu Zhimeng hired Shu Ziheng as his personal trainer at three times the price.

Although three times the price is not much, it is enough for ordinary people to buy a house in a medium-sized area. Shu Ziheng frowned, looking at Tu Zhimeng, who weighed 160 pounds.

The first impression is that people are stupid and have a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)