Zhang Xuan knew for the first time that these third-rate web version of the game templates could actually bring him such physical changes.

By taking off his clothes, Zhang Xuan obviously felt that his temperament was more handsome. With that typical visual impact, Zhang Xuan felt thin and a little weak scholar when he put on his clothes. His skin was white and he couldn't be tanned. But when paired with this muscle, he changed drastically.

Men like to get better and stronger, and Zhang Xuan is no exception.

After enjoying it for a while, I came out of the toilet happily.

He has more favorable feelings for game templates, and it turns out that this effect is also useful.

When I returned to the computer, I saw my phone vibrating on the desk. Monkeyqi's voice phone kept calling and answering it casually.

"Brother Master, what are you doing? Why did you get on the phone after so long?" Meng Qiqi finally answered the phone, and asked a little depressedly.

During this period, her and Daxunxun's live broadcast room had been brought up by others.

Some people say that they were looking for someone to pretend to be a master brother, while others say that they offended the master brother.

They actually didn't care so much, after all, they were professional anchors, and they were used to it.

But I don’t care, but I still feel a little unhappy.

Zhang Xuan looked back during the voice call, and said, "Good, the voice call that had not been connected to the tenth voice call, and immediately said, "Qiqi, I'm sorry! I just went to the toilet and didn't hear it."

Of course, he couldn't say that he had admired his muscles in the toilet for a long time, so he was too narcissistic.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."
Chapter completed!