Ruan Jianguo is really strong, even now in his forties, when he stands up, his stature still surpasses the grown-up boys, especially the fifteen-year-old Xiu Xi.
"Wow, so hard." Jiaojiao reached out and pinched it, full of admiration.
"See, there's no problem at all with me carrying you to school." Proudly showing off, Ruan Jianguo puffed out his chest after his daughter's compliment.
Beside them, Xiu Xi glanced at her and then looked at Ruan Jianguo showing off, his eyes a bit wistful. When father and daughter weren't paying attention, he quickly pinched his own arm.
All he felt was the lean build typical of a boy his age, not a bit of muscle.
Xiu Xi never cared much about having muscles before, but seeing Jiaojiao's affection and joy in pinching Ruan Jianguo's muscles brought about some envy.
From the start, what he most wanted was to be the mightiest male in Jiaojiao's heart, and even now, after being a human for six years, that thought hasn't faded.
