Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

This is too perverted! ?

You are biological sisters!

Isn't the orthopedics department only accepting brothers and sisters? You guys...wasting resources!

Kujo Ditaro looked sideways, with bloodshot eyes.

At the same time, a familiar conversation came from outside the door.

"Qiansha, sister Nanahua shouldn't be in the club, right?"

"Impossible. I heard from Sister Zi that she has returned to the club."

"Di Taro didn't know where he went, I guess he was lazy again..."

Seeing that the door was about to be opened, Toshitaro Kujo hurriedly shook the sleeping woman awake.

Furute Kawa Nanaka rubbed her sleepy eyes and muttered in a daze, "What's wrong, Chisa?"

"Don't worry about the little ones, the big ones are here."

"Da... Daqiansha?"

Kujo Ditaro was too lazy to say much, turned his head to look at the door, and asked, "Why are you back?"

"Things are almost over, let's come back and rest for a while."

"Di Taro, didn't you agree to help collect other stalls? You guy..."

"Haven't the collection started yet, huh?!"

"I'm sure you'll want to be lazy later..."

Kitahara Iori said halfway through, and changed his words: "Just kidding, how could Di Taro be lazy, you obviously didn't want to help, did you?"

"Ah? Do you think I won't do it anymore?" Kujo Tetaro stood up and said with a smirk, "I pinch you like instant noodles, crunching."

"Di Taro, Iori has been dancing a lot lately, and he said bad things about you last night, so you should beat him up." Kohei Imamura raised the corners of his mouth, and his face gradually distorted.

"What about the 1 yuan?" Kitahara Iori waved his hands again and again, arguing: "Di Taro, you made a lot of money by doing it. Now we are in the age of civilization. The way we resolve conflicts should not be rough..."

"I just like to do it. If you have the ability, you should practice yourself."

Kujo Ditaro followed the temptation, and began to whisper to the devil, "Let me tell you, maybe in the next few years, girls will like muscular guys. If you want to find a girlfriend, it's best to start now, don't be too hard, just talk to your seniors." They almost do."

"Ha ha."

Kitahara Iori grinned, not even wanting to complain.

Kohei Imamura lifted his blond hair, and that beautiful face became even more attractive.

Kujo Tetaro was cruel, and with a grinning grin, he hit a crit, "You all need to know... Tokita-senpai has a girlfriend."

"how is this possible."

"Just like him."

"Yep."

The untimely female voice made the atmosphere in the venue strangely quiet.

Furute Kawa Nanaka stood up, while she was arranging her hair, she spoke in detail.

"Ashi has a girlfriend, don't you all know?"

“…”

The two pondered for a while, their faces gradually distorted.

Kitahara Iori clenched her fists, the killing intent in her eyes fluctuated obviously, but two lines of tears were streaming down.

Imamura Kohei smiled miserably, and the laughter became more and more hysterical until someone pinned the back of his head.

Kujo Tetaro leaned down, and the devil whispered still, "Come on, Kohei, create a world with no fresh meat with me."

"Do not..."

Imamura Kohei resisted instinctively, but the light in his eyes was gradually fading.

"The charm of a man is muscle. As long as you are strong enough, a troll like Iori will talk to you well."

"As we all know, only weak pigs will bow to cabbage, and strong pigs should bow to pigs!"

"Come on, let go of the obsessions of the past, the body is the capital of the revolution..."

Kujo Tetaro's remarks did not achieve significant results.

Facing this dead house with indistinguishable dimensions, his patience was a bit lacking.

these two...

Seeing that his companions were about to fall, Kitahara Iori knew he couldn't stand by and stand by decisively.

"Gonghei, Di Taro is right, you should practice hard."

"What? What qualifications do you have to say about me? You are worse at diving than me."

"Besides diving, if you mention any sport, I have the confidence to crush you."

Imamura Kohei let out a sarcasm, with a sarcastic expression on his face: "You're still blowing up, aren't you? Okay, then let's compare."

"If I don't show you a cerebral hemorrhage today, even if I eat less at noon!" Kitahara Iori straightened her neck, showing a condescending grin.

"OK, let's start on the spot, plank first."

Kujo Tetaro took a step back, pointing his finger to the ground.

The two of them had no objection and started plank support.

ten seconds later...

"I didn't expect...you're pretty good at it."

Kohei Imamura wiped the sweat off his face, panting with a look of pity for his friends, "But..."

Kitahara Iori waved his hand and interrupted: "You bragging, don't take me with you, I find it embarrassing."

"Look, have you been ridiculed?" Kujo Ditaro squatted down, and comforted him earnestly, "Even if you find a girlfriend who has the same as you, but with your body, such things will happen at that time, for example. ...you came in?"

"No, I'm done." Kitahara Iori grinned, cooperating inhumanely.

Imamura Kohei blushed with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

There is no way, the physical fitness of the two people in front of him is indeed higher than his.

Even if he refuted it, he would be deceiving himself and others, but the problem is...he couldn't swallow it!

"Understood? Listen to me, start exercising from now on, everything is in time."

Kujo Ditaro squinted his crescent eyes, and his smile became more serious, "See that I have abused Iori. As long as you can practice like your predecessors, Iori will not dare to breathe in front of you."

"But..." Kohei Imamura clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Is there a way to become stronger without hard training, preferably without side effects..."

"Um...."

Kujo Tetaro stood up silently, pointed at the blond man below, his face gradually distorted.

"Yizhi, do it, beat me to death, this brat wasted so much of my tongue, and in the end, he actually said such a sentence to me, it's really mud that can't support the wall!"

Chapter 89: The wife is in primary school?

"OK."

Kitahara Iori clenched her fists, and the corners of her mouth crazily raised, "There is no way to do it, Di Taro's order, don't worry, my boxing fitness method can effectively promote your muscle growth..."

"I'm just joking." Imamura Kohei stretched out his hand and changed his words: "I can't do it with practice, but this kind of thing can't be done quickly, so you have to have a plan first, right?"

"Gengping, fitness costs money, but for the sake of your body, are you willing to pay?"

Kujo Ditaro pinched the blond man's head, and said earnestly: "You can spend tens of thousands of dollars to start buying a figure, but for the money needed for fitness, you only need to buy a few less figures. Surely there is no problem?"

"There must be no problem, don't you think so? Gengping."

Kitahara Iori didn't hide it, with a crazy grin on his face.

Kohei Imamura gritted his teeth looking at the two people who were in a mess, but still nodded in agreement.

"Very good, because fitness requires equipment and perseverance, so you have to go to the gym in the early stage."

"Until you have a certain foundation and habits, you can practice at home..."

Kujo Tetaro doesn't know how to exercise, he just relies on his own understanding to forcibly impart knowledge.

The reason why they are so enthusiastic is not the requirements of the system, but because they want to pull people into the water.

From the handsome blond guy in front of him, he saw his former self.

Every time he thinks that this person will be able to rely on his appearance for a living in the future, his heart is filled with anger.

Di Taro is so kind...

Kitahara Iori raised her chin and began to analyze Kujo Tetaro's motives from the perspective of a scumbag.

In less than ten seconds, he understood everything.

It really is a scum!

Kitahara Iori shook his head, feeling disdainful, but at the same time helping others.

"Come on, Gengping, when you become famous, there will be cute junior high school students who will recognize you as Oni-chan."

"Really?" Kohei Imamura's eyes widened, with hope on his face.

"Of course it's true. Girls like men who feel safe. You know what I mean?"

Kitahara Iori smiled, and her tone gradually calmed down, "When the time comes, those cute junior high school students will hold your arms and call you to plow O'Neill."

this scum...

Kujo Ditaro looked sideways, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and agreed: "Yes, girls like men who feel safe. As long as they practice hard, my wife is in elementary school."

"This...isn't very good..."

Kohei Imamura wiped the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't hide the hotness in his eyes.