Chapter seven hundred and fourth age is not forgiving(1/2)
"That's it, it's a fitness equipment. From now on, you and your dad will exercise for more than half an hour a day," Lin Miao said very normally.
Their family is in a special situation.
Although he has become an ordinary commoner, because of Mr. Luo, those people always pay attention to this place from time to time.
She is busy in and out every day, so she must have enough exercise.
But these two men can't do it.
Luo's father usually grows orders, but he can move some things.
After Luo Yan sold the company, he completely lewed the sheep.
Apart from playing with the children, he was too lazy to move.
Hearing this, Luo Yan was stunned, and Luo's father smiled.
"This is good, but what equipment are there? Don't do those things that are exhausted. I can't get this body now."
"Don't worry, Wei Ning is determined according to your situation, and he will definitely agree with your physical condition."
"That's great," Luo's father nodded happily.
Although I didn't say anything, I was obviously very satisfied with my daughter-in-law thinking about this.
Luo Yan looked at Luo's father speechlessly, but he knew that his objection would definitely be invalid.
Nearly noon, the equipment was delivered.
Wei Ning asked someone to carry the thing in, and turned to see Luo Yan staring at him with a bad expression.
He grinned, gloating.
Luo Yan was so angry that he didn't dare to complain, so he could only go back and scold his son in a depressed manner.
In the evening, the family enjoyed the cool air in the yard.
Luo's father went to the wall early, and Wei Ning knew that he had experienced the equipment.
Lin Miao sat on a chair under the tree and looked at Luo Yan who was trying to get away with it with a smile.
"Husband, have you forgotten something?"
Luo Yan paused and got up reluctantly.
Luo's father was holding the handrail, stepping on the rocker, and walking vigorously.
Seeing his son's expression, he grinned.
Luo Yan turned to the other side and started to move upwards.
After Wei Ning guided Luo's father, he turned around and saw Luo Yan relaxingly, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Luo Yan smiled proudly.
Although he has been a little relaxed in recent years, his early special training is not something he can do.
His physical quality is even much better than Luo's father who has been training.
"It's not bad, much better than I thought," Wei Ning said with a smile.
Luo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him sideways.
"You think it's you, I just want it," he said with a cold face.
Wei Ning smiled muffled.
I feel that since the boss couldn't go to work, his personality began to move closer to his son.
Luo Yan was angry by his smile.
"Do you want to compete?"
"Are you sure?"
Wei Ning laughed.
"Come or not?"
Luo Yan stopped and jumped down.
"Okay," Wei Ning stood next to him with some dispensability.
Luo Yan looked at him, jumped up again, holding the pole.
With a command, the two began.
Lin Miao tilted her head and watched the two pull ups in extremely standard positions.
At first, the two were at the same speed, but gradually, Luo Yan slowed down.
Wei Ning always maintained a stable speed.
Obviously, this level of exercise is just a pediatric department for him.
On the other hand, Luo Yan had already had some blue veins rising, and it was obviously holding on.
Lin Miao put down the teacup and came over and said, "How to play this?"
Wei Ning stopped, jumped down, and gave up his position.
Luo Yan is still continuing.
Lin Miao pushed him and signaled him to get out of the way.
Then he jumped up and hugged the pole, learned the movements of the two of them, and pulled up.
"Slow down, tighten the insteps, take your time," Luo Yan naturally stood by and guided him like a decent look.
Lin Miao followed what he said, and tried his best to jump up.
In the end, I had no choice but to let go.
“It’s so difficult.”
She murmured in a low voice.
Luo Yan laughed softly and said dotingly: "You don't have enough arm strength, and you can't do the core. If you don't have the strength to support you, you will definitely not do it."
Lin Miao glanced at him.
She kindly came to help him get rid of the siege, and he also came to laugh at her.
Wei Ning smiled and felt heartbroken when he saw the two getting along.
He turned around and tossed the rough men.
Even the boss lady has begun to strengthen her body. What reason do they have not worked hard?
After trying out a slaughter, Luo's father and Luo Yan returned with sweat all over.
The next day, Lin Miao got up and asked Luo Yan to take his son to the yard to exercise.
Luo Yan's biological clock has always been on time and lifted the quilt without any objection.
As soon as he was about to move, the person went back and curled up.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Miao was shocked.
"It hurts," Luo Yan pumped the air conditioner in pain.
Lin Miao glared at him, "Let you show off."
"How old are you? Once you are excited, you won't know the southeast, southwest and northwest."
"Wei Ning Jiantian fights with others. How long has it been since you exercise?"
She took out the medicinal oil that promotes blood circulation and relieves muscles and spreads him flat, "Where does it hurt?"
Luo Yan burst into pain from his teeth.
Lin Miao's medicinal oil was rubbed and heated up, and pressed it over with force.
"Be gentle," Luo Yan let out a soul wail.
"Hold on," she glared at him fiercely, her hands were not weak at all.
Luo Yan gasped for a while, but he knew that only such force could make his muscles twisted up.
Bai Yi gritted her teeth and tossed all the painful areas he had.
Then he held his sore wrist and glared at him, "I won't care about you next time I make a fuss."
Luo Yan smiled and hugged her waist coquettishly, "My wife is the best."
He raised his face, supported himself with his abdominal muscles, and leaned towards Lin Miao.
Just as I was about to steal the fragrance, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
He turned his head slightly and happened to see the three small heads stacked up.
The three little ones looked confused, and the six eyes were full of curiosity.
To be continued...