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"Come on! Hey, one hundred and thirty-two... one hundred and thirty-three... Come on, my Ayaotu is awesome..."

At night, the moonlight shone through the transparent glass window onto a young couple who had just finished their meal and were doing digestion exercises.

At this moment, Lu Yao was lying on the kang doing push-ups. The sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks and fell onto the kang mat, breaking into eight pieces. The tendons on his arms bulged due to the force.

The tender little hand behind him reached out to wipe the sweat off the man's forehead. From time to time, she poked the big lump on the man's arm and kept cheering the man up with her mouth.

The tender little feet dangled in the air, as if sitting on Lu Yao's back in a horse-riding posture, adding some volume to his push-ups.

After dinner in the evening, the couple worked together to clean up the dishes, then went back to the house burping and holding their waists.

Wanru ate too much sugar-coated biscuits in the evening, so in order to help her digest the food, Lu Yao taught her to do push-ups. After only 30 push-ups, she just lay there like a fish just out of the water, gasping for breath, unable to cheat.

Lu Yao couldn't resist and had to set an example himself.

As a result, the girl saw the man doing 50 reps in a row, and she was so envious that she pouted and sat on the man's back, saying, "If you can do 200 reps on my back, I will be convinced."

At that time, Lu Yao was watching his young wife's tricks. He smiled evilly and let Wanru climb on his back. He said something casually, which made Wanru blush. He called him a "hooligan!"

Lu Yao just smiled softly, said nothing more, and concentrated on doing push-ups.

Seeing that the number was approaching 200, he rolled his eyes, smiled evilly, leaned over to Lu Yao's ear and whispered, "Make it 300, and I'll listen to you tonight."

Lu Yao glanced at his young wife, his eyes dark, but his face remained expressionless.

"Two hundred and nineteen, two hundred and seventy..."

It was like the sound of counting becoming increasingly weaker.

Every time she secretly hoped that this person would never get up after lying down, but unfortunately her hopes were dashed every time. What was even worse was that this person's push-ups were getting more and more agile...

Just like...

What did this guy grow up eating?

Lu Yao didn't show it on his face, but the little man in his heart was so happy that he was about to jump out of his skin.

It's not his fault. When he gets up early for morning exercises, this woman stays in bed. She doesn't know his strength and dares to confront him. So he has to let her know how powerful he is.

"Three hundred and one...three hundred and two...Well, hey, A'yao, you are sweating all over. Be careful not to catch a cold at night. You continue working on that. I'll go boil some water so you can take a shower before going to bed..."

She was about to run away as she said that. It was easy for her to fall into Lu Yao's hands. Could Lu Yao let her escape? Naturally, I grabbed the feet and pulled them back, pressing them down...

“It’s all sweat…”

"No, let's wash together later..."

He had just finished exercising, and he was covered in sweat, his face and eyelashes were wet. He was pressing her down, and asked with a persistent look on his face, "Do you mean what you just said?"

Her cheeks were rosy, and she rolled her eyes countless times, mumbling, "Oh, let's count, you get up first, you're pressing me so hard that I can't breathe!"

This person, why is his mind full of those things...

The matter was settled. Lu Yao's eyes flashed with a wolfish light as he grabbed the little rabbit in his arms. From now on, begging for mercy would not solve the problem...