"Aiyo, I came at the right time. Tingya, you're here too." Ai Chaojiang walked into the shop and was in a good mood when he saw Ai Tingya as if he had picked up a treasure.
Professor Jing followed beside him and greeted the two of them.
Xiao Fei had been here for a while. She felt that this white-bearded old man in front of her was very friendly and gentle to her. She had long been familiar with him.
She shouted sweetly, "Professor Ai, Professor Jing, you're here. Are you well?"
Professor Jing patted his protruding abdomen and shook his head repeatedly. "Forget about me. I'm about to lose my eight-packs. The students are always distracted in my class without the support of my figure."
He could be said to be highly respected in terms of age, but in terms of maintaining his figure, he could instantly defeat most young people. He could directly change his profession and become a model and become an outstanding talent.
