Pei house.

Pei Zhengyang was sitting on the desk when the phone rang, and he glanced at it and clicked on it.

"Second young master, the second room has made a move." Song Xiao reported over the phone.

Pei Zhengyang raised his eyebrows, "Take good care of Pei Hao for Second Uncle, don't let him get off the hook and cut off the incense for Second Uncle."

"Yes." Song Xiao responded and went to do it immediately.

Ah Hai stood beside him and raised his head, what does Er Shao mean? Hinting to make Pei Hao infertile like him, so ruthless? Or is it that the second young master can't do it himself, and wants others to do it too?

As soon as this idea came up, Ah Hai's whole body was covered with goosebumps, and he couldn't help but look at Pei Zhengyang, trying to see Er Shao's real thoughts from it.

Unexpectedly, Pei Zhengyang raised his head suddenly, met Ah Hai's eyes, and couldn't help frowning.

Ah Hai lowered his head subconsciously, crossed his hands and thought it was natural to cover his lower body.

Pei Zhengyang, "..." MD!

Seeing that the second young master was just looking at him, Ah Hai showed a pious smile with a guilty conscience.

"Have you gained weight recently?" Pei Zhengyang also smiled.

"...No?" Ah Hai didn't realize that he had gained weight recently. As the most professional bodyguard in this century, he exercises his body every day, and his body fat rate has been kept at 16%, which is perfect.

After hearing this, Pei Zhengyang scanned A Hai with his amber eyes.

Ah Hai shrank back subconsciously, he was most afraid of Er Shao's eyes, which were more terrifying than precision instruments, as expected...

"I'm fat, and my legs are 0.5cm thicker. Go and run five laps of the old house with a weight of ten kilograms, and check the nearby security by the way." Pei Zhengyang waved his big hand, and Ah Hai wanted to kneel.

"Second Young Master is 0.5cm fatter and you can't see it." Pei's house is built on the hillside, and it is an old building. The size is comparable to a small garden, and he runs five laps with a weight of ten kilograms. Is Second Young Master jealous of him and torture him?

"Why can't you see that your life is not exquisite." Pei Zhengyang replied solemnly.

"I..." Why does a rough guy live so delicately?

"Don't want to go?" Pei Zhengyang raised his eyes dangerously.

"I want to go." A Hai replied obediently under the pressure of the second young master.

Pei Zhengyang was satisfied, and handed him a thick folder, "Give it to Xia Qing, let her follow this exercise in the future, there is a copy of a set of recipes in it and hand it to the kitchen, and let the kitchen cook her meals alone."

"Yes, Second Young Master." Ah Hai took it, opened the file, and there was a weight loss plan impressively written on it.

Ah Hai looked up in surprise, then went to find the recipe, and found that in this plan, from aerobic exercise to anaerobic exercise, how to exercise, how long to exercise, how to increase in order, what to pay attention to and what goals to achieve at each stage, nutritional requirements How to supplement, even predict when the bottleneck will be reached, and how to deal with it after the arrival is clearly written.

There are about a hundred or so pages, and Ah Hai is dumbfounded.

He even began to doubt the second young master's purpose, otherwise why would he be so devoted to Miss Xia Qing?

Didn't you say that you are not a fitness instructor?

"Tell her that I've been taking care of my health recently, and I'm just bored. It's a thank you for saving her life." Seeing Ah Hai's surprised face, Pei Zhengyang explained awkwardly.

Ah Hai raised his head innocently, "Second Young Master, you also saved Miss Xia Qing last time."

"So she agreed with her body." Pei Zhengyang felt that this guy talked a lot.

Ah Hai looked at the second young master in disbelief, "Miss Xia Qing promises you both?" What about me... No, other women are like this. Your kidney... No, it didn't work either.

"A Hai."

"arrive!"

"Five more laps." Pei Zhengyang said expressionlessly.

Ah Hai was shocked, "Why?"

"talkative."

After listening to Ah Hai, he thought of a classic, bad guys always die because of talking too much, but he is not a bad guy, right? Why is it so miserable?

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