As the cotton cloth was peeled off layer by layer, Cheng Mingyue's heart rose to her throat.

To be honest, she really had no idea. She had just been giving it a try before. As her relationship with Lu Chen became closer, she became more and more worried.

Lu Chen was in the same mood as Cheng Mingyue. He nervously grabbed the bed sheet under him, his eyes fixed on Cheng Mingyue's hands as she was removing the cotton cloth.

When the cotton cloth was finally removed, he stared at his legs. His skin was as smooth and tender as a newborn baby's, and even the previous knife marks had disappeared.

Lu Chen could hardly control his emotions. He hugged Cheng Mingyue excitedly and murmured, "Mingyue, thank you, thank you!"

Cheng Mingyue patted Lu Chen's back gently and said, "Don't be too happy yet. The surface injury has healed, but I don't know how well the inside has recovered."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said, "No matter what, it won't be worse than before. I believe you."

Cheng Mingyue curled her lips: "I don't even believe in myself."

Although Cheng Mingyue said this, she believed very much in the power of the spatial spiritual spring.

Then he said, "Try stepping on the ground first to see if your leg still hurts."

Lu Chen was also very obedient. He first stepped on the ground with his right foot, then slowly moved his left leg, gradually receiving the force. He could feel the power coming from his left foot, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

Lu Chen slowly increased the pressure on his left leg. After standing for a while, he felt a slight pain and couldn't help but frown.

Cheng Mingyue had been paying attention to Lu Chen. Seeing him frown, she couldn't help but feel a little worried: "How is it? Is it still painful?"

"Yeah, it hurts a little." Lu Chen did not hide it.

Cheng Mingyue helped Lu Chen sit on the bed and said, "Then stop standing now. Sit down and take a rest. Then soak your feet. Maybe it will help you feel better."

When she gave Lu Chen a bath before, she only soaked his body and did not soak his injured left leg.

The wound on my left leg has healed without being soaked. If I had just soaked it, the effect would definitely have been better.

It was obvious that Lu Chen also thought of this meaning, and his heart became even more excited.

He now urgently wanted to stand up and deal with the affairs of Jing City. He was really afraid that if he was not careful, his cousin would fall into Xiao Ping's hands.

Given his cousin's strong personality, she might do something extreme. If something really happened, how would he explain it to his uncle and grandfather?

What's more, his cousin grew up with him and their relationship is even better than that of siblings. He can't let anything happen to her no matter what.

Cheng Mingyue knew that he was anxious, so she didn't say anything else. She turned and went into the bathroom, silently filling the bathtub with spiritual spring water.

About an hour later, Cheng Mingyue knocked on the door. Before she could withdraw her finger, the bathroom door opened from the inside.

The bathroom was filled with mist, and Lu Chen was standing there in black clothes. The mist lingered around him, adding a bit of mystery to him.

Lu Chen had been soaking in the spiritual spring bath for more than ten days in a row, and he had not been exposed to the sun much. His skin was now as white and smooth as a peeled egg, and his facial features were more delicate than before. At this moment, he looked like he had been washed free of all worldly desires, and his whole body was emitting a dazzling light, and he was as unattainable as a god in the sky.

Cheng Mingyue stared at Lu Chen blankly, and felt like escaping.

As soon as Cheng Mingyue lowered her eyes, Lu Chen grabbed her chin, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips.

This kiss was not as passionate as before, but gentle and lingering. Within a few breaths, Cheng Mingyue was deeply intoxicated by it, and her body fell involuntarily into Lu Chen's arms.

Lu Chen hugged Cheng Mingyue tightly, holding her head with one hand, forcing her head to tilt higher, and he kissed her more deeply.

After a long time, when Cheng Mingyue felt like her chest was about to explode, Lu Chen let go of her lips, picked her up sideways, strode into the room, and gently put her on the bed. He sat beside the bed, looking at her with deep eyes.

"Mingyue, I feel like my leg has healed. I'm going to go out and make a phone call now. I'll come back to accompany you later, okay?"

Cheng Mingyue nodded in confusion.

Lu Chen gently stroked the top of her hair with his hand, then leaned over and kissed her forehead before turning and leaving the yard.

It was not until Lu Chen walked away that Cheng Mingyue's mind gradually became clear again.

Cheng Mingyue leaned her head on the bed, closed her eyes and savored the kiss just now. In a short while, her face turned red and her whole body was hot.

Cheng Mingyue gritted her teeth and cursed herself for being useless. She took a long time to calm down before getting out of bed, closing the gate, and then slipping into the space.

Cheng Mingyue decided to double her exercise amount compared to the original amount. She now also urgently wanted to regain her good figure from her previous life.

Just now, she felt ashamed of herself when she looked at Lu Chen, who was as elegant as the breeze and bright as the moon.

You know, even when she first came here, she had never had this feeling even with more than 200 pounds of fat. Is it really like what people say, that women dress up to please themselves?

In the past, she regarded Lu Chen as a partner, so she could remain calm no matter what image he presented. Now that she likes Lu Chen, she wants to show her best side to him.

Cheng Mingyue couldn't help but laugh at herself: Hasn't she always wanted to conquer men with her inner qualities? Why has she become so superficial now?

Cheng Mingyue shook her head and ran even harder.

After running for a few hours, Cheng Mingyue took a bath and then lay on the table to prepare a slimming meal for herself. Not only that, she also picked up the yoga she had learned in her previous life.

She had wanted to practice yoga before, but she had no waist, no legs, and even no neck. The thinnest part of her body was probably her ankle.

She really doesn't know how much she weighs now, but her previous triple chin has disappeared, and even the fat on her stomach, back, arms and legs has decreased a lot, and her skin has become tighter and smoother.

This is not enough. She is about 1.7 meters tall and her weight should be controlled within 120 kilograms, or even thinner.

According to that calculation, she still has to lose at least dozens of pounds. The road to losing weight is long and arduous.

This is Cheng Mingyue. If others lost dozens of pounds in less than two months, they would be so happy that they would wake up laughing in their dreams. But she still complains that she hasn't lost enough weight. She is really Versailles.

Cheng Mingyue put the notebook and pen into the space, turned and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

For dinner, Cheng Mingyue made a plate of stir-fried cabbage, a plate of boiled shrimps, a big bowl of cucumber soup, and two corns.

When Lu Chen came back and saw the food on the table, he was stunned. This... he couldn't even see a drop of oil. What was going on?

Lu Chen looked at Cheng Mingyue suspiciously: "Mingyue, what's wrong? Don't you have enough money? I have more here, I'll give it all to you."

As Lu Chen spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and handed it to Cheng Mingyue.