"My husband, take a look, focus your spirit!"
When Meng Lingshao instinctively turned his head after hearing Li Qingyu's words, he muttered, "Why should I listen to him?" At that moment, I was exasperated and closed my eyes, unwilling to let anyone speak under the light of the system.
But soon, Meng Lingxiao noticed that this was different from their usual training. Warm currents began coursing through his body, and under their impact, his joints emitted a popping sound, like beans being fried!
Li Qingyu observed Meng Lingshao gaining the upper hand and silently withdrew without a word.
"Boss, there's no question about it—this brewing method is really unique!" Li Mubai said with a bitter smile.
Li Qingyu, feeling vindicated, rolled his eyes in response. "How to win over a girl—by that I mean that dream girl—don't run your mouth about it carelessly!"
"Got it, training, I know!"
