Wei Dong felt that having Bai Xiao as a friend was his good fortune.
Bai Xiao looked at Wei Dong's somewhat naive smile and silently turned his head.
"Sorry, Brother Dong…"
"Next, I'll have to trouble you to be my little guinea pig."
The company campus, a spacious gym.
It had been remodeled, fully equipped, and well supplied with props.
At the moment, it was nearly ten o'clock at night.
The brightly lit gym, with its white tiles reflecting faintly.
Wei Dong was wearing a set of gray gym clothes, a sports T-shirt, five-inch shorts. He was panting heavily, sweating profusely, his head buzzing as if bees were flying around. His heart was pounding like a drum in his chest, almost bouncing out of his throat.
With a slack in his hands, the tense muscle finally snapped.
Thump—Wei Dong collapsed onto the floor like a lifeless fish.
Blurry-eyed, he looked at Bai Xiao, who was sitting cross-legged beside him.
A good friend, a good brother, having you is really my "radiant" energy!
