After eating and drinking, Su Qingqing collapsed on the sofa, changing TV programs out of boredom. Yu Xingye changed into home clothes, walked up to her and stood still.

Su Qingqing felt the moist scent of his body as he had just taken a shower, and felt a little amused when she saw that he had completely blocked the TV.

She didn't move either, just looked at him with a smile: "Should I take a shower too?"

Yu Xingye bent down and picked up Su Qingqing, then sat down: "Aren't we going to exercise soon?"

Su Qingqing's thoughts wandered for a moment, then she realized that she felt she had eaten too much at the dinner table recently, and she hadn't done yoga for several days, so she wanted to borrow the gym from him.

Su Qingqing looked up and asked him, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

Yu Xingye kissed the corner of her mouth and asked softly, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

He just didn't like the smell of cooking oil on his body, so he went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes. He didn't expect Su Qingqing to misunderstand him.

Su Qingqing didn't like to think after eating, so she said directly: "I want you to stay with me all the time."

Yu Xingye rewarded Su Qingqing with an extremely passionate kiss.

It takes at least an hour to exercise after a meal. Yu Xingye comfortably held Su Qingqing and handled things on the tablet, while Su Qingqing finally found a variety show that she was interested in and started watching.

Every time Su Qingqing was amused by a variety show, Yu Xingye would bend down to kiss her and listen to her talk about how funny that was; when Yu Xingye saw a problem with a document, he would unconsciously grab Su Qingqing's wrist and rub it, and Su Qingqing would then tilt her head to rub him and watch him point at the tablet to see where the mistake was.

The two have not been together for a long time, but they get along very harmoniously.

Before Su Qingqing knew it, more than an hour had passed since she finished watching an episode.

After Yu Xingye finished processing the last document, he took Su Qingqing to choose suitable clothes for sports.

After changing their clothes, they went directly to the gym on the first floor.

Su Qingqing was surprised by the variety of professional equipment inside. She only knew that Yu Xingye had the habit of exercising, but she didn't know he knew so much.

Su Qingqing patted the sandbag and looked at the weight of the bench press. She came back to her senses when Yu Xingye hugged her from behind. Su sighed again: "You are really strong."

Yu Xingye coaxed softly: "Do you want to try it?"

"No, no." Su Qingqing walked to the mirror with a yoga mat, "Yoga is good."

Yu Xingye prepared the yoga mat for her for some reason, and there was even a yoga ball.

While Su Qingqing was making the preparations, she secretly glanced at Yu Xingye in the mirror.

Yu Xingye was walking slowly on the treadmill to warm up. He deliberately wore a slightly tight black T-shirt, and the smooth muscle lines on his body were faintly visible. As the amplitude of his movements increased, the muscles in his chest and abdomen became more obvious, attracting Su Qingqing's gaze and constantly glancing there.

Yu Xingye suddenly looked up at Su Qingqing, and the corners of his mouth rose: "Qingqing, concentrate."

Su Qingqing knew that Yu Xingye was deliberately teasing her, and Yu Xingye also knew that she knew it, but she would take the bait every time, and Yu Xingye would enjoy teasing her even more.

Su Qingqing simply watched openly, doing the movements according to the lessons in the Consciousness School while unabashedly admiring her boyfriend.

The two of them practiced like this for an hour.

After finishing, Su Qingqing was sweating all over, lying on the yoga mat panting, looking sideways at Yu Xingye.

Yu Xingye was fine. He switched from the treadmill to the bench press. Although his breathing was a little disordered, he was still able to do it with ease.

After taking a break, Su Qingqing stood up and sat on him before he lifted the barbell, ready to settle the score.

Yu Xingye choked and looked at Su Qingqing with a dangerous look.

"Qingqing."

Su Qingqing ignored his warning, and leaned on the barbell and said with a smile: "Xingxing, you have a great figure."

As she said this, she reached out and pressed his chest muscles, then nodded with satisfaction.

Yu Xingye put the barbell on the rack the moment Su Qingqing leaned over, but now he was trapped by the barbell and couldn't move forward or backward.

He held Su Qingqing's hand and deliberately pressed it against his body. His dark pupils were filled with a calmness that seemed to be about to come. He coaxed her softly, "Qingqing, come down."

Su Qingqing: "No."

After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed Yu Xingye on the lips.

As soon as Yu Xingye opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, Su Qingqing straightened up and complained, "My neck is so sore."

Her arms were still on the barbell. Yu Xingye didn't dare lift them up for fear of hurting her. He just stared at her with his dark eyes.

Su Qingqing was not afraid of him at all. She moved down and suddenly felt something uncomfortable. Her body stiffened for a moment and a blush gradually crept up her cheeks.

Yu Xingye laughed instead and said in a hoarse voice: "Qingqing, why aren't you moving?"

Su Qingqing was not willing to be outdone. She glanced at Yu Xingye, broke free from her hands, rolled up his clothes, and played with the abdominal muscles that she had coveted for a long time.

Yu Xingye was distracted by the charm in Su Qingqing's eyes, but was brought back to life the next moment by the slightly cool touch on his abdomen.

He patiently let Su Qingqing play for a while, but in the end he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

Su Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable because of the sexy voice. She raised her head and quickly glanced at Yu Xingye. Seeing that he was almost at the limit of his patience, she jumped down and ran out, saying quickly:

"Xingxing, you continue practicing. I'm going to go wash up first."

Yu Xingye watched her back disappear quickly behind the door. He raised his hands to lift the barbell and sat up straight. He put his hands on his knees, lowered his head and breathed heavily.

After a long time, a series of low laughter echoed in the silent room.

Su Qingqing grabbed her change of clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

As she watched the bathtub gradually fill up with water, her wildly beating heart calmed down.

Choosing a bath ball that smelled most similar to Yu Xingye's, Su Qingqing lay in the bathtub and couldn't help thinking about everything that had just happened.

She looked at her hands, and it seemed as if she could still feel Yu Xingye's touch on them. She couldn't help but clench her fingers, and her heartbeat began to speed up again.

I have to say, it feels really good to touch.

……

Su Qingqing walked out while drying her hair. She didn't see Yu Xingye in the bedroom, but she saw the hair dryer he had placed beside her.

She pretended not to see it and sat on the bed with a towel on her head.

Yu Xingye considerately brought her cell phone with him. Su Qingqing picked up the phone and saw a message from Jiang Nian. She then lay sideways on the bed and started chatting with her.

Jiang Si: [Qingqing, when will you go there tomorrow? ]

Qing: [Around 10 o'clock, what's wrong? ]

Jiang Si: [It’s okay, I’m just afraid that I’ll go too early…]

Qing: [Don't be afraid, Xiaoqiu is here. ]

Jiang Si: [Alas, it’s a pity that Ruyi can’t come because of something. ]

Su Qingqing understood, and she was probably a little nervous because Zheng Boqiu was going to pick her up tomorrow.

Qing: [How about Yu Xingye and I pick you up tomorrow? ]

Jiang Si: [Don’t! ]

Jiang Si: [I don’t want to be a light bulb. ]

As soon as Yu Xingye entered the room, he heard Su Qingqing laughing. The thick and soft carpet covered up the sound of his footsteps. He was discovered by Su Qingqing only when he lay on her back.

Yu Xingye put his chin on Su Qingqing's shoulder and said in a lazy voice, "Who are you chatting with so happily?"

Su Qingqing showed him her phone. Yu Xingye felt a little jealous when he saw it was Jiang Nian, but he still confiscated her phone.

Su Qingqing reached out to take it: "We haven't finished talking yet."

Yu Xingye raised his arm, but Su Qingqing was still pinned down by him and couldn't reach her.

Just as Su Qingqing turned around to talk to him, Yu Xingye kissed her: "Let's talk later."

Then he deepened the kiss.

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