Mo Ming stared at Zhao Chi.
A soft glow lit up at his fingertips and quickly circled around Zhao Chi's body.
"Oh!"
Mo Ming covered his mouth, letting out a soft, surprised gasp.
Tie Shan and Zhao Chi asked in unison, "What's wrong?"
Mo Ming smiled. "Zhao Chi, you're so... robust~"
Zhao Chi felt that something was off about him and subconsciously scooted a little farther away.
Tie Shan asked, completely baffled, "Robust? How is his scrawny frame robust?"
Mo Ming waved his hand and chuckled. "Aiya, you wouldn't understand. I'm not talking about muscles. I mean... he's full of vim and vigor, hehe~"
"Full of vim and vigor?" Tie Shan sized Zhao Chi up. "Of course, he is. All young men are like that."
Zhao Chi was really starting to have regrets.
He had originally thought that the person who developed a drug like "Hard as Iron" must be a super-straight guy.
Or at the very least, some pervy man. He never expected it to be someone like Mo Ming...
But it actually made sense.
