C150 The pauper in the door of the company

Under Zhao Yanxuan's resentful gaze, I took a taxi and brought her to the gym.

"Do you really need to go so far? It's just a bag of snacks, and I left a bottle of Nutri-Express for you!"

"Do you think this is a matter of the Nutri-Express?"

Facing Zhao Yanxuan's question, I pondered for a while. "Since they're all the same color, I think it's about the same."

Then