This set of fitness clothes was bought for her by her husband, Wang Chengbin, but she had never worn them. It was a rather conservative yoga outfit with a not-too-low neckline. However, because Zhang Qian's figure was so good, it made the whole garment bulge, and she looked like a real beauty.

Wearing tight pants and looking in the mirror, Zhang Qian's pretty face became even hotter.

"I'll teach you the double push - ups first to do some warming - up," Xu Feng said, trying hard to look away. But as soon as he glanced at Zhang Qian's perfect figure, he swallowed several times.

Zhang Qian nodded slightly and, following Xu Feng's instructions, bent down and put her arms on the ground.

"Lift it up a little bit. It can't be too low, otherwise you won't be able to exert any strength," Xu Feng said. Then he raised his hand and pressed it. "Okay."

"The head, the back, the buttocks and the legs should all be on the same horizontal line," Xu Feng said while using his hands to correct Zhang Qian's posture from top to bottom.

His palms gently swept across her neck, back and thighs.

This made Zhang Qian shiver all over her body, and she almost couldn't hold on.

After it was over, Zhang Qian was covered with fragrant sweat.

"It's okay. I... I'll go and take a shower first."

Just as Xu Feng was about to take a towel to wipe her, Zhang Qian said in a flustered manner.

She hurriedly turned and entered the bathroom. Xu Feng watched Zhang Qian leave, his face calm. He pondered over Zhang Qian's reaction, guessing that it wouldn't be long before this woman couldn't hold back any longer. Inside the bathroom, Zhang Qian frantically turned on the shower to wash her delicate body. However, to her surprise, a mouse scurried out from behind the toilet. Ah! Zhang Qian was so frightened by the little mouse that she trembled violently and began to dodge. As her body was slippery from the shower gel, she lost her footing and fell to the ground. After several attempts, she either stepped on the floor or bumped into the showerhead, ending up in a complete mess. Zhang Qian couldn't help but scream out loud. Just then, Xu Feng's voice suddenly appeared, like a savior. 'Zhang Qian, what's wrong?' 'Mice! Mice!' Zhang Qian was so scared that she couldn't speak coherently. If Xu Feng didn't come in soon, she would have run out herself. Xu Feng sneered inwardly, knowing that his chance had come!

He pretended to be in a great hurry, not caring about anything else, and turned the doorknob, pushing the door open. The bathroom was shrouded in steam, and a woman was lying on the floor. Seeing Xu Feng burst in suddenly, Zhang Qian quickly covered her chest with her hands, but it was impossible to cover everything given its size. Xu Feng pretended to sweep the floor wildly with a broom, and Zhang Qian didn't dare to look, her whole body dizzy from the steam, until she was lifted by a firm arm, and then she realized the 'mouse' was gone. Zhang Qian fell into Xu Feng's broad chest, and couldn't help but reach out to hook her arm around his neck, not wanting him to leave. He carried Zhang Qian to the bed, and seeing her swollen ankle, Xu Feng carefully brought over some trauma liniment to massage. "Don't worry, this liniment is very effective. I often sprain myself when working out, and a good massage will do the trick," Xu Feng said, sitting on the edge of the bed, pouring out the liniment into his palm, rubbing it until it turned red, and then pressing it directly onto her slender ankle. Zhang Qian was stimulated and let out an 'ah'. But because Xu Feng had just been working out, he was still bare-chested, his eight-pack abs right in front of her eyes, and even with her eyes closed, she could feel the man's robust aura. So, Zhang Qian shyly admired him for a while. "It might hurt a bit at first, just bear with it for now." Holding Zhang Qian's ankle, Xu Feng began to gently knead it. Zhang Qian's red lips parted slightly, emitting a hissing sound. Xu Feng kept his composure, secretly increasing the pressure. Otherwise, he was also about to be seduced by this girl and couldn't hold back. "Brother Xu, you're too strong, can you be a bit gentler?"

Zhang Qian bit her lower lip and asked softly, 'Hmm, then I'll use a bit less force.' Xu Feng obligingly lessened his strength. Gradually, Zhang Qian felt an extraordinary sense of comfort throughout her body, to the point where she slowly closed her eyes and began to enjoy herself. The delicate woman's complexion was gradually turning red, and the pendant in front of her chest shone brightly, attracting his gaze. At this moment, Xu Feng's eyes were already bloodshot, and he could no longer hold back. His right hand followed the ankle, sliding along the smooth roundness of the palm, gradually reaching the white thigh under the bath towel, moving upwards...