Chapter 4177 It was a bottle of Sprite in the previous life?!

I go.

Is Brother An massaging Jue’s chest muscles?!

How could Mo Beiyan miss this rare scene in a century? He quickly took out his mobile phone, pointed it at the two men by the mirror, and pressed the video button.

After the two minutes and twenty-five seconds video was completed, Mo Beiyan pointed his chin with his index finger, thought for a while and then sent the video to Mu Chengfei...

The screen shows sending successfully.

After completing a series of actions, Mo Beiyan put away his phone. He clenched his hand into a fist and coughed lightly, then walked back to the room as if nothing was wrong.

…

ten minutes later.

In the room, Chen An finished studying the chest muscles. Mo Nanjue raised his eyes and looked at him, "What do you want to say?"

Chen An spread his hands and said, "No."

Mo Nanjue's face was dark, "Then what have you been touching for so long?!"

"Yes!" Chen An suddenly said, looking at him with a frown, "If the chest muscles are reduced, it is related to your daily habits." He quickly brought out the medical knowledge, "Drinking too much cola can lead to hypokalemia. Potassium

Small changes in levels can seriously affect the human neuromuscular system..."

"..."

What the hell?!

Mo Nanjue frowned in disbelief. He looked in the mirror. Could it be...that it was really related to drinking Coke?

Does he have a grudge against Coke? In his previous life, he had a bottle of Sprite?!

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Chen Ancai returned to the room, and Mo Yaochen knocked on the door and brought them iced sago. It was made by Tong Ran and Mo Huantong, with fresh mango cubes added to relieve heat.

Mu Chengfei was playing with her phone on the side, and suddenly she clicked on something, and then her picture changed, and she looked at Chen An with a murderous look on her face.

Before Chen An noticed it, he took the porcelain bowl from Mo Yaochen's hand and said half-jokingly, "Every time you serve me something, I feel like you are your dad... This treatment is so cool."

Mo Yaochen asked inferences, "Uncle Wei, what if Xiao Qi serves it to you?"

"...Forget it, I'd better serve it myself," Chen An rolled his eyes, "otherwise I'll think your mother is serving it to me every time, and your father will serve it to me."

Although they don't look exactly the same, the outlines are still imaginary, and the facial features of Mo Yaochen and Mo Chuqi are also imaginary. After all, they are twins.

Mo Yaochen was about to say something more when he suddenly glanced at Mu Chengfei beside him. He stood up straight and patted Chen An on the shoulder, "Uncle Wei, take care of yourself!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. Chen An looked at his back inexplicably, then turned his head, "What can I protect..."

The voice suddenly stopped.

Chen An stared at his wife's smiling face. He looked at her doubtfully, "Why are you smiling?"

"It's nothing, just laugh if you want." Mu Chengfei put down her phone as she said it. She stood up and walked towards him, raising her legs and straddling Chen An.

"..."

Suddenly so enthusiastic?

Although his wife had always been very enthusiastic, she hadn't taken a shower yet. Chen An put his hands on her waist. Before she could make any move, Mu Chengfei suddenly leaned down and hugged his neck, "Mr. Chen."

Chen An noticed something was wrong, "What's wrong?"

"When did you... start studying chest muscles?" Mu Chengfei came up to him, squinting her cat eyes lazily, "You haven't even massaged my chest muscles..."

"Do you have breasts?"

"Then start practicing today!" Mu Chengfei said and took his hand, "Massage for fifteen minutes every day before going to bed to promote blood circulation. Not only men need to exercise their chest muscles, but women also need to take care of their breasts."
Chapter completed!