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Lu Zhizheng is just a fitness coach.
He is introverted and honest, and he doesn't even take the initiative to sell courses. His biggest worries are monthly performance and being asked, "Why are you still single with such good conditions?"
Hearing this, Lu Zhizheng was stunned. His sweat-soaked short sleeves clung to his body, and his tight chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing.
He avoided the other party's probing gaze and responded in a low voice: "... There are no good conditions."
Until one day, a particularly flamboyant new guest came to the gym.
The man is exquisitely dressed and has a bright smile. During training, he always likes to chat with Lu Zhizheng with a smile:
Ask him if he is busy at work, if his salary is enough, and if he has a partner. His tone is natural and casual, as if it is just casual greetings.
Lu Zhizheng was not very good at dealing with such people. He watched helplessly as the other party invited him to dinner and gave him gifts.
Still smiling in front of everyone, he said: "Coach Xiao Lu, do you want to consider becoming my man?"
From that day on, men began to appear frequently in his life. Lu Zhizheng wanted to refuse, but couldn't -
The reason why he came to this high-end gym was to get close to this peacock-like customer.
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He Shuan, the president of He Group, recently fell in love with a fitness trainer.
The reason is simple: the coach has a handsome face, a good figure, talks little, and doesn't like to spend his money.
These days, a handsome guy who doesn't love his gold card, doesn't care about his family background, and doesn't crave his flattery is rarer than a limited edition luxury product.
What he loves to see most is when the coach's arms are exerting force, the tight and clear muscle lines under the black tights, and the sweat sliding down the face on the fair skin, shimmering under the light.
Everyone else was looking at men, but Lu Zhizheng himself was just being a coach seriously.
He lowered his head and knelt down to adjust the equipment for He Shuan. His movements were neat and focused, completely unaware that someone's eyes had been on him for too long.
He Shuan's eyes darkened a bit, thinking:
He had to get this person.
Fa Xiao couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him: "You are so careful to be deceived."
However, He Shuan only smiled and said in a calm tone: "Don't worry. I have my plan."
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Lu Zhizheng approached He Shuan in order to seek justice for his mother who was involved in the accident.
But when the truth surfaced, he was shocked to realize that he had found the wrong enemy from the beginning.
The moment he realized that He Shuan was innocent, Lu Zhizheng felt panicked for the first time.
He wanted to pull away, but it was too late.
He Shuan understood.
The boyfriend who seemed honest, docile, and never asked for anything had ulterior motives from the very beginning when he approached him.
The door closed behind He Shuan, and the next second, Lu Zhizheng was pushed back to the bed.
He Shuan leaned down and the distance between the two people was infinitely closer. He Shuan had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were dangerously cold:
"Want to leave now?"
Lu Zhizheng's back sank into the soft mattress, and he was stunned: "I, I will make it up to you."
He Shuan smiled: "How to compensate?"
Lu Zhizheng whispered: "Any money you spend on me, I will work to pay you back."
He Shuan seemed to have heard some funny joke and chuckled: "No."
He lowered his head, almost touching Lu Zhizheng's ear, and spoke in a low and patient voice:
"What I want now is another kind of compensation."
[Gentle and honest husband coach shou × pretending to be coquettish and clingy in nature second generation attack], double C, HE
Concept: To love someone, you need to use the right way
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Still virtuous hhhh
Mr. He got to the point with a casual question.
Ahhhhh, don't torture me