I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

"Amy, the calorie estimation system in the gym can also be effective for others."

I am a very active person, but I have never paid attention to my calorie consumption, so I am very curious.

"It works for others." Amy looked up at the three cameras with a triangular shape on the ceiling. "These cameras can perform motion analysis. As long as you do a lot of exercise in the gym, they will focus on you, but you Doing sports will not enter my calorie points..."

Because I did not help Amy in exchange for Coke, so she did not explain it to me with great interest, and she fell on the couch and rested.

"If that's the case." I played with my heart. "Let me play a table tennis with the robot. I haven't played table tennis for a long time. By the way, I will see how many calories I will consume."

Although there is a viral heart disease, I think that in the case of the robot deliberately letting the ball, playing table tennis is not a big physical exercise, and I also want to know the precise control of the body movement, what is the point of reaching it, can I use it? Calorie consumption is used for quantitative comparisons.

The result is surprising.

I and the robots carried out 50 rounds of offense and defense, did not let the table tennis landing (mainly it played well), which has exceeded the number of Amy exercise rounds, but the final calorie consumption, but less than Amy 1/3.

"This broken machine has gone wrong." Amy is unbelievable. "The man's body is much heavier than me. The calories burned are more than me, how could it be less than me."

I have a smile in my mouth, this is the yin and yang, and the heart disease.

Viral heart disease really made me cautious in my life, but it also became my "judgment pointer" to save my energy. When I had to use the most reasonable and labor-saving way to complete the daily actions, I naturally applied the Yin and Yang hands. The "chemical" skills in this make this martial art almost a conditional reflection.

Moving the arm from point A to point B has a perfect trajectory. Although my eye can't see the trajectory, my body can feel it. Every time I move my limb, I apply the most reasonable muscle. Reducing the calorie consumption, the accumulation of less, the total calorie consumption, of course, is less than Amy.

Amy is a martial arts layman. Of course, I can't see the mystery. I can only suspect that the machine is out of order. The little celery on the side can not lick the sand in the eyes.

"The martial arts given to Ye Lin by the foreign priests are getting better and better."

"Is this a martial art?" Amy rubbed one hand on the towel, hanging her hands and tightening her neck. "What is the use of this martial art to allow the practitioners to do more farm work and eat less?" North Korea should promote this martial arts..."

Not to mention, I heard that in order to cope with the famine, the DPRK has done all the efforts of the whole people to learn yin and yang, similar nature, such as the improvement of cooking methods for the whole people, using more "scientific" methods to cook glutinous rice, so that glutinous rice is even more hungry. Even scientists have invented special noodles that can effectively delay hunger.

However, this kind of remark that is easy for hhh to be angry with the president will be mentioned later.

"My family's martial arts are generally not passed on." Xiaoqin explained to Amy, "But Ye Lin is a special case, and Ye Lin's yin and yang are scattered, I am afraid that the skill is already above me."

Xiaoqin’s words are not for the sake of my flattering. From the point of view of the temperament, since I have always used it in my life, I have already integrated blood and instinct. It has indeed surpassed Xiaoqin.

It’s just that Xiaoqin doesn’t know that I have a heart attack. Now I can’t just use “sports”. Otherwise, I have a life-threatening worry. She is based on common sense. I speculate that my “chemical strength” and “power” level are similar, and I have already come to the conclusion that I have already More than her conclusion.

In fact, I only surpassed her in terms of chemistry. In terms of dynamism, I was almost in the same place. Compared with Xiaoqin’s ability to increase the attack power significantly (such as demolishing bamboo forest), I was just getting started. grade.

However, the power of the strength itself has already been great. I used to use the first time to kill the iron celestial. I am not particularly in need of such a big killer.

After I finished playing against the table tennis manipulator, there was no discomfort in my body. At this time, Xiaoqin curiously took the table tennis bat from my hand and tried to play a game.

The little celery that is moving up is really very prestige.

From time to time in the corners of the mouth, a confident smile, and a clean and gentle pace of movement, let Xiaoqin look like a professional table tennis player.

I also played 50 rounds with the robot, and the calories burned by Xiao Qin were the same as me.

However, because her body size is smaller than mine, she did lose to me in the rational use of muscles, that is, the level of "power".

"Ye Lin's classmates are really amazing." Xiaoqin said with a slight gasp, "So fast and yin and yang to practice such a high level, Ye Lin is a martial arts genius."

"Of my servant will certainly not be an ordinary person." Amy held her hands on her chest, a natural expression. She just said that this martial arts is useless.

In fact, Xiao Qin's temperament is not so much worse than me, but she is in front of me and wants to play table tennis beautifully, so it consumes extra physical strength.

What is the genius of martial arts, Xiaoqin can afford it, my yin and yang are quick and quick, but it is just a blessing in the aftermath of viral heart disease.

When Xiaoqin played table tennis, Amy told me to take a popsicle from the refrigerator to her. I opened the refrigerator and found that the popsicles inside were all made of special juice. The raw material was pure juice, no sugar and no fat.

I think the way my sister eats popsicles is really too bad.

Open the cherry lips to contain the tip of the popsicle, but do not bite down, but use the temperature inside the mouth to slowly melt the popsicles, and occasionally put the popsicles in and pull them out, then use the tongue to lick...

"Look what to see." Seeing that I made a strange expression, Amy yelled at me, "I have never seen anyone else eating popsicles."

"No," I muttered. "You can't be a civilization if you eat popsicles."

"Where I am not civilized." Amy put a popsicle in her mouth and snorted. "There is a saying on the Internet: prostitutes are kinky, dead servants are not pure thoughts about me. I feel that I eat popsicles is not civilized."

Also, maybe I really want to think more, Amy may be used to eating popsicles, remember that when I was in elementary school, many male students also ate this way.

Just so comforted himself, closing his eyes and no longer watching Amy’s movements, Amy came to my ear and whispered, “Brother, would you like me to give you too?”

"What, what,." I was blushing, and anxious and airy. "How can you say such shameless words, we are brothers and sisters."

"Hah, brother, what are you thinking about?" Amy had a high eyebrow, a low eyebrow, a blue eye full of smugness and contempt, and the ice lolly in her hand came over. "I just want to ask." Brother, do you want to take a look at this popsicle, are you still looking forward to something else?"

"I, I didn't expect anything." I was teased and stood up from the sofa chair. "You gave me half of the popsicles. What do you mean? It's not hygienic."

"What, a male servant in the district, dare to suspect that the owner is not hygienic." Amy said with a slight anger. "Under normal circumstances, you should not accept the same as a dog with a bone, shaking your tail and accepting it."

"You only have a tail."

"The man's tail is long in front." Amy said with a blank expression that made me unable to meet.

What do you mean by "shaking your tail", referring to the front tail? Don't implant a bad imagination into my mind.

"Sit down, I have something to tell you." Amy suddenly became serious and patted the sofa cushion on her left.

I sat down by the words, very strange what my sister would say to me.

"Brother, how do you do it."

As the distance got closer, I only had to change my brother's name after talking with a very low volume. She was not afraid of trouble in exchange for it.

"What to do."

"That is... how do you do it, let the mother change the original decision."

I was surprised to blurt out and said: "She really wants to arrange for you to quit the entertainment circle."

"Not yet." Amy shook her head. "Although there are some signs, it is not enough, but it was my first night."

"Oh." I mentioned this word to Amy casually, which is a bit unacceptable.

"Cut, have you forgotten?" Amy took out a contemptuous look. "Mom was not planning to give my first night to someone who had the chance to run for the US president."

I certainly remember this, and the perverted MP is still a SM enthusiast. The cruel fate that Amy is about to face is one of the important reasons why I am determined to compete with Ai Shuqiao for custody.

Next, Amy licked the popsicle with a seductive expression and sold it to the customs.

"Haha, the guy often visits the brothel, and the niece is beaten and sent to the tabloid reporter. Then he is famous on Facebook. The political future is completely destroyed. It is very difficult to be a lawyer later."

"Why did Ai Shuqiao do this kind of thing." I couldn't help but ask.

"I still want to ask you." Amy shrugged. "There is no evidence that the mother sent the information to the reporter, but I guess it was the mother. If the mother wants to cover the member, it will be true." It will also be suppressed by the mother..."

Amy’s guess is correct. Ai Shuqiao’s use of her daughter’s first night to buy the parliament is certainly very politically promising, but now it’s easy to destroy the political future of the other party, only to show that Ai Shuqiao has a stronger arms.

What is it, is this weapon related to my blood? In contrast, even the powerful weapon that the "future US president" can give up is really creepy.

Because the perverted MP has been thoroughly planted, the sword of Damocles hanging over Amy’s head disappeared, making Amy’s whole person a lot easier, focusing on exercise and using Calorie points to exchange cola or Potato chips.

I didn't tell Amy that I regularly donated blood to Ai Shuqiao, which led to this result, because then I had to tell my own viral heart disease.

I always feel that my blood is being used for some very horrible purpose...