Chapter 4176 I want to take a commemorative photo

"Tong Ran! Come back!"

Mo Nanjue took off his sweater and threw it aside. He turned around and was about to catch her, but Tong Ran had already ran out of the room, "Mo Nanjue, I'll ask you to take a shower later!"

"You run slower! Do you want to fall to death at your son's house?!" Mo Nanjue's outstretched hand was empty. She had eaten enough at night, so she had the strength to run?!

He had a cold face and couldn't go to his daughter's room to carry her back. Mo Nanjue kicked off the sweater on the floor. He glanced at it, thought for a while, turned around and walked to the floor-length mirror in the room.

The bright and smooth mirror reflects a perfectly proportioned figure.

Perhaps because he insists on exercising and living a very good life, time has not left many traces on his body, but has added a bit of masculinity.

Mo Nanjue's narrow peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and he raised his arms in the mirror. His muscles were not strong enough? He no longer had the same feel as before?!

Tong Ran thinks his chest muscles have decreased?!

Depend on!

It seems that the daily exercise time needs to be increased, definitely!

Mo Nanjue frowned and looked at himself in the mirror, struggling and angry. He obviously couldn't find any shortcomings, but once he had an idea, he would look at anything that didn't suit his eyes...

He doesn't care what figure he is, but what he cares about is how Tongran feels!

This is the most important!

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open.

Chen An poked his head in and saw him standing in front of the mirror with his bare upper body. He opened his mouth in surprise, "Jue, what are you doing?"

"..."

Damn it, why is the door open?!

Mo Nanjue's body froze, and he turned his head suddenly. The sight made Chen An's back feel numb. He opened the door and walked in, "Jue, are you looking in the mirror?"

You even took off your shirt for a photo...what happened?

"..."

Mo Nanjue pursed his thin lips and did not answer him. Chen An walked up to him and stood side by side with him. He took out his mobile phone to take a photo, but Mo Nanjue held him down and said, "What are you doing?!"

"It's rare that you don't wear a shirt... I want to take a photo as a souvenir."

"Don't make such strange commemorations!"

Mo Nanjue snatched his cell phone and threw it on the bed behind him. Chen An hurriedly went to get it, but he heard Mo Nanjue suddenly ask, he frowned, "Do you think I have lost my chest muscles?"

"...Huh?" Chen An didn't understand for a moment, so he asked, "Your chest muscles?"

"Not as much as before?!"

"No?" Chen An immediately gave up the phone. He walked back to Mo Nanjue's side, his eyes falling on his upper body, "Where are you referring to?"

"Of course the chest muscles are from the front! Are they from the back?!"

"Chest..."

Chen An walked around in front of him, he stared at his chest muscles, and then reached out to touch them...

Mo Nanjue's chest muscles tightened, but before he could speak, Chen An said authoritatively, "I'll find out when I take a look. Didn't I also learn about medicine?"

"..."

Did you even learn this?!

Mo Nanjue's eyes fell on his hand. He didn't know if he believed it or not, but he didn't stop him. Chen An studied his chest from his chest to his upper left abdomen and said, "Jue, you seem to have lost weight..."

"Have I ever been fat?!"

"..."

He used to get injured all the time, so why did he gain weight?!

Chen An pursed his lips. Even after so many years, he still felt frightened when he thought about the time when his muscles atrophied.

It seems like just yesterday.

As he was thinking about it, Mo Nanjue said with a cold handsome face, "Are you sure?!"

Outside the door, Mo Beiyan, who was passing by, heard movement. He stopped, walked over and looked through the crack in the door...
Chapter completed!