He didn’t mind, and actually got down on the ground enthusiastically to do one-handed push-ups, one hand behind his back and the other supporting his weight on the floor.
Of course, it was tough for him, especially since he had a gunshot wound.
He hadn’t even reached twenty when sweat was already pouring down his forehead.
"Stop doing it!" Di Jinxuan couldn’t stand it any longer and couldn’t help but ball her fist and shout at him.
Inside, she was screaming, ’If you’re doing this for , then there’s really no need because I don’t like you at all!’
"I don’t like you, do you understand? So why are you doing this?"
But Nangong Jin just looked up with a smile, still not stopping.
Di Jinxuan stomped her feet in frustration, turning to her own brother, "Can we stop with this, please?"
She seed pitiful and quite irate, her eyes were a bit red. Di Mingjie and the others exchanged glances and pursed their lips.
Since their sister had spoken up, of course, that was the end of it, and besides, they hadn’t really wanted Nangong Jin to do it. They just wanted to see his attitude.
The three n didn’t respond verbally, but they stepped forward in unison, each reaching out a hand to effortlessly pull Nangong Jin up.
Di Mingchen flicked the clothing he was holding toward him and said with a smirk, "Stop showing off how strong and fit you are, just put it on quickly."
Di Jinxuan looked dumbfounded at her three brothers. Were they not going to trouble Nangong Jin anymore?
Gu Qibao, Di Jinxuan, and Nangong Ran also watched them.
What did this imply?
Had Nangong Jin passed the test?
Nangong Jin caught the clothes, smiled, and said unabashedly, "It’s not showing off. I am just naturally strong and well-built."
"Taking advantage and still pretending to be cute," Di Mingjue hit him on the chest with a fist.
Nangong Jin laughed, very cheerfully, and couldn’t help but reach out his hand. Di Mingjue hesitated for a mont, then his lips quirked up and he bumped fists with him.
"So, does this an I’ve passed the test?" Nangong Jin asked softly.
"Treat her well," Di Mingjue raised his eyebrows, suddenly turned stern and warned, "No ssing around before marriage."
After speaking, he curled his lips, walked over, and wrapped his arm around Gu Qibao, "Wife, let’s go. Your husband will take you to grab sothing to eat, be careful."
That’s for you being flirty, for your tiny waist, Nine Dragons Coffin Carriage, even if you have twenty dragons carrying your coffin, it’s useless, just wait for abstinence, you brat!
Gu Qibao blinked, suddenly a face full of gossip, and couldn’t help but ask quietly, "Husband, what’s going on? You guys have decided not to make things difficult for Brother Jin?"
"What else could we do?" Di Mingjue replied, his words not quite pleased but his lips carried a faint elegant smile.
Whether a person is serious or not, whether they have intentions or not, isn’t it obvious?
"Wow." Gu Qibao imdiately got excited and couldn’t help clapping her hands, "This is good, very good. Don’t worry, husband, Brother Jin is definitely serious."
"Hmm." Di Mingjue’s lips lifted into a smile, and as he passed by Nangong Jin, he dropped a taunting comnt, "Try to hold it in."
With Di Mingjue having no objections, Di Mingzhe and Di Mingchen naturally had none either.
Moreover, if Nangong Jin wasn’t serious, he wouldn’t possibly co to pursue Di Jinxuan; otherwise, he would truly be idling away his ti to no good end.
And he certainly wouldn’t be here getting tortured by them.
Di Mingchen raised an eyebrow and earnestly reminded him, "Work hard on your own. Whether you can catch her or not depends on your abilities. If you do catch her but can’t wait until your wedding night, heh heh."
Di Mingchen playfully made a snipping gesture with his fingers.
Nangong Jin pursed his lips into a smile, replying quite seriously, "Understood, she’s young, raising her for two more years wouldn’t hurt."
"Lucky you," Di Mingchen punched him in the chest with a laugh and then walked away.
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