"Okay then, if you refuse to exercise, you'll just end up as a ball," Yu Cheng teased Jiang Mianmian mercilessly.
Jiang Mianmian shrugged, resigned, "Then I'll just end up as a ball. Compared to jogging, I suddenly feel more willing to be round."
Yu Cheng was amused by Jiang Mianmian's playful pout, and he tapped his two large suitcases, asking, "By the way, Little Lamb, I brought all the things you wanted. Where do you want to store them?"
"That's great, Brother Yu, just put the materials in your room for now. I'll check out the information you brought, and we can start assembling tomorrow," Jiang Mianmian said excitedly.
"Okay." Yu Cheng placed the suitcases in his room and took out the documents to hand them to Jiang Mianmian.
Jiang Mianmian started going through the documents. After a while, Su Wanyu came back carrying a basket of vegetables, a fat fish, and several pork ribs.