Everybody is Kung Fu Fighting, While I Started a Farm (1)

C34: Creative exercises

"Yo?"

　　 "Is it effective?"

Jiang He raised his head, looked at Mu Wanqiu's body, stared at that place, nodded, and praised: "Yes, I have grown up a lot... Why are you protecting? The doctor's parents, I have no other ideas , You can take off your clothes later, and I will make a detailed plan for your second physical development."

　　 Mu Wanqiu put his hands around his chest, gritted his teeth, and a flame burst out from his fingertips.

　　 Jianghe laughed, and said, "It's just a joke, don't you use your care?"

He brought a small stool for Mu Wanqiu, and he sat down on his own, and said: "How many more do you need? So, I personally give you a suggestion. You can eat two more. Otherwise, it will be affected during the battle if it is too big, and it will easily sag.

　　 Mu Wanqiu clenched his fists.

She always felt that Jiang He was driving by himself, but... but she felt that what she was talking about was reasonable, and immediately pondered for a few seconds, and said: "Jiang He, I am coming today, besides wanting to buy two corns for myself, I also have to talk to you. Talk about one thing."

　　 "I know what you want to say."

　　 Jianghe had a look of "everything under control" on his face, and smiled: "My corn has a miraculous effect on women. It's big, thick, and tastes good. It's hard to refuse a woman like Miss Mu."

　　 Mu Wanqiu gritted his teeth, finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Jianghe, what do you mean?"

　　 "Miss Mu misunderstood, I didn't mean to mock your flat chest."

　　 "Look..."

　　 Mu Wanqiu took a deep breath, stroked his chest, and tried to make himself happy, saying: "Jianghe, how much corn do you have? Can it be sold in our super research department?"

　　 "Yes."

Jiang Hedao: "I found this kind of corn in a corn field in the wild. The quantity is not too much. I can only provide you with 60 corns. In terms of price, 500,000 is the reserve price. I can sell 60 corns directly. Here you are, how you deal with it then is your own business."

　　 "60 roots..."

　　 Mu Wanqiu's eyes lit up, and he said: "Okay, I'll make a phone call to prepare the funds, you can prepare corn."

　　 Jianghe pretended to go back to the room, took out 60 corns from the system backpack and threw it on the ground, and found that Mu Wanqiu was watching the exercises he wrote.

　　 "Light smoke and flying flies?"

　　 She put down the paper and quickly said, "Jiang He, sorry, I didn't know you were copying the exercises."

Jiang He walked over, picked up the pen and paper again, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I am also on a whim. I want to create a body style. Ms. Mu, you have a lot of knowledge. Why don't you help me as a staff member? You can give me more advice. ."

　　 Mu Wanqiu: "???"

　　 She opened her mouth with question marks all over her face, as if she hadn't heard what Jiang He was saying, she muttered, "Creating exercises?"