Chen Yi was naturally curvy, and by chance he fell in love with the school belle. He thought he couldn't handle his figure and appearance, so he was extra attentive to her.
When I came back from vacation, I was kicked out by someone saying, "You're not in good shape and I'm not interested in looking at you."
Regarding this short-lived relationship, Chen Yi learned from the pain and determined to change himself so that the school beauty could find her way back.
As a result, before she could figure out how to make the school beauty regret it, her heart wandered away first.
**
Xiangran has been a little troubled recently. The price of the gym next door is too low, and the old customers are no longer coming. She was getting more and more idle, and her wallet was getting emptier and emptier. When she was about to run out of ammunition and food, a strange-looking person came in.
The man pointed at her and said without blinking, "I want to apply for an annual pass, and it's up to you."
Xiangran's mind suddenly ran out of ideas. She knew very well: God is the one who spends money.
And her task is to do her best to meet God's requirements.
"Coach, add a little more weight, but it doesn't feel like you're exerting any force?"
"Coach, how are my muscles doing? Are they okay?"
"Coach, why don't you feel sore after practicing? It's just like you didn't practice."
"..."
Xiangran looked at the veins bulging under her skin and thought deeply: Who said it's the same as if you haven't practiced? Isn't your mouth getting harder now with more practice?
**
Later
The two lived together, and Chen Yi shamelessly asked the coach to test her fitness results.
Xiangran was forced to retreat, his face flushed, and his hands were forced to rest on the clearly defined waistcoat line.
At this time, Chen Yi trapped the person in his arms, raised and lowered his hands unscrupulously, and said teasingly, "Coach, why can't I feel your muscles?"
Purpose: exercise