Chapter 533 Wild Racing Driver Wolfdog Chasing Supermodel Qingmei Sister (28)

Chi Yanhun froze, lying on the table, closing his eyes, and shouted angrily and shamefully, "Sister!"

The boy's voice at this moment was hoarse, low and a little coquettish, so adorable.

Lin Muqing laughed happily, "Can Ah Yan sleep now?"

"Asleep, go to bed now!" Chi Yan stood up and came to the room.

Heavy breathing sounds could be heard intermittently from the boy's room.

The two chatted for three hours and went to bed late at night.

…

For the next half month, Lin Muqing devoted himself to work.

The two of them contacted each other by phone, text message, and video, and their relationship was getting better and better.

E country.

It suddenly rained heavily outside the window tonight without any warning.

Lin Muqing is working out in the apartment. The gym was converted from a room in the house, and the equipment is mainly for body shaping, not muscle training.

She had just finished doing Pilates exercises on the core bed. The beige tight yoga clothes on her body outlined her graceful body lines, and there were some traces of sweat on her back.

When I heard the doorbell ring, I walked out of the gym in confusion.

I saw the young man in a wet black shirt outside through the camera and quickly opened the door.

"Ah Yan? Didn't you drive? Why... did you get wet?"

"Sister." Chi Yan took off his shoes and walked in, unbuttoning his shirt. "I was riding a motorcycle just now, and it started raining halfway."

"Go take a shower." Lin Muqing went back to the room and got him a towel.

Later, I thought about it and took another pair of her trousers to give to Chi Yan. Since they were a little shorter, a pair of wide-legged trousers would be almost enough.

There was also a shirt that would suit him, and she searched her closet for a more neutral style.

After walking out of the living room, Chi Yan still stood there obediently, as if he was afraid of dirtying the floor by walking around. There was already a circle of water droplets where he was standing.

Chi Yan took the clothes with one hand. It was all because of the rainy day. He couldn't even hug her when they just met. "Are you exercising, sister?"

"Yeah, I haven't finished practicing yet." She pointed to the master bedroom, "The shower room is in my room."

Chi Yan had never been to her house and was not very familiar with the layout, so she took him into the bathroom.

The boy poked his head out and said, "Sister, go exercise and don't worry about me. Don't stop after you warm up. I'll mop the floor later."

"Okay, you can use shower gel and other things as you like." She leaned against the door, looking up and down at the boy's muscular body under his transparent shirt, which was sexy and seductive.

Her face turned red when she saw it.

Chi Yan turned around and took off his shirt, revealing his bare back with the scratches that had not yet disappeared.

It's out of date and can't be watched anymore.

She quickly turned around and went back to the gym to continue working on her core and arms.

The boy in the bathroom picked the bottle of the lightest shower gel among the seven kinds of shower gel. This must be the one his sister uses frequently.

When applied to the chest, the shower gel slid down along the muscle lines and was rubbed out.

The familiar scent was the same perfume he smelled when he first met her, but it turned out to be shower gel instead of perfume.

Chi Yan came out of the shower, got dressed, blew her hair, mopped the floor, and then went next door to look for her sister.

"Sister." Chi Yan pushed open the door. He was wearing a white shirt and wide-leg pants. He looked lazy and delicate to the extreme. His figure was more standard than that of a male model, and he could wear women's clothes in a masculine way.

The gym is mirrored on three sides, equipped with a five-piece Pilates machine and various small exercise equipment.

Lin Muqing hung his hands on the drawstrings of the Cadillac bed, stretched his legs upward, slid around in a semicircle, and then returned to where he was standing.

He glanced sideways at the boy's approaching figure.

Her clothes fit her well.

"Sister, are you doing core training? Do you need my help?"

After the young man said this, he walked forward, hugged her body as she stood on the bed, took a deep breath, and looked very nostalgic.

"How can I help?"

Soon, she was lifted up.

I saw Chi Yan's tall and slender figure lying on the Cadillac bed, with his arms raised up and his palms on her peach buttocks.

He held her up, and she was sitting in the palm of Chi Yan's hand.

Chi Yan exerted force with both arms, and Lin Muqing was like a spring chair.

Up and down.

His head was already above the railing at the top edge of the swing.

"Don't be afraid, sister. I'm very strong. Is it fun?"

For fear of falling, I focused all my attention on the stability of my core, which really helped to train my core.

Lin Muqing was facing his toes, and when she looked down she could see the muscles in his arms bulging and throbbing with sexual tension.

"Well... that's good. You can exercise, too."

It's a bit like a reverse push-up.

But then things got out of control.