When Shi Qian returned to his dormitory, he was still dazzled by the brand-new furniture. He had secretly checked the prices of the furniture later, and they were all quite expensive.
It's clear how hard Meng Qing worked while doing part-time work; how many bottles of wine must she have sold to earn such a high commission?
As expected, the protagonist succeeds no matter what he does.
He's number one in liquor sales; if he went into business, he'd probably be a top star too.
Meng Qing was exercising in the living room. He had tidied up a rarely used area of the small living room and put some of his own exercise equipment there.
Meng Qing was wearing only a black vest and shorts, lifting barbells. Her muscles were tense from the exertion and appeared stronger than usual due to the increased blood flow.
"Wow, those pectoral muscles are huge!" Shi Qian looked down at his own flat chest and suddenly felt that Meng Qing's pectoral muscles could crush him.
He really wanted to touch it; it looked nice to the touch, though he wasn't sure if it was soft or hard.
He once wanted to achieve that level, but that was the end of it. From beginner to giving up, it took him less than an hour.
When Shi Qian was young, he was in poor health, so he actually learned some martial arts. Shi Jingguo's idea was that if the child practiced, his health would improve.
Unfortunately, the result of practicing was that Shi Qian's fever frequency increased dramatically from three times a month to eight times a month.
Su Kaiyue was so angry that she almost threw Shi Jingguo out.
From then on, Shi Qian's training was forced to stop, and he switched to practicing Tai Chi.
So Shi Qian has some fighting skills, but his physical condition can't hold up. The fight where Fu Xiuhan was being chased can be considered his last gasp before death.
Later, Shi Qian would easily run out of breath if he did anything too strenuous. He could feel that his body was very weak, which is why he started the exercise plan not long ago.
Unfortunately, it still ended in failure. Shi Qian could only tell himself that he had suffered too much loss before and was too weak to be replenished. He needed to take it slowly and gradually.
Since entering the dormitory, Shi Qian's eyes had not left Meng Qing, staring straight at her. Even when he went back to his room to put down his schoolbag, he did not forget to look back.
After putting down her schoolbag, Shi Qian came out again and stood in front of the water dispenser, which was directly opposite where Meng Qing was exercising, making it a prime viewing spot.
Shi Qian poured a glass of warm water and drank it slowly, sip by sip, while keeping her eyes on the water.
Ignoring the mutual harm in their previous life, Shi Qian had to admit that Meng Qing was still very attractive to him.
Meng Qing's appearance and figure perfectly matched his aesthetic preferences.
If it weren't for all that messy stuff, he and Meng Qing would just be ordinary people, and the two of them could try to develop a relationship.
What a pity.
But this outfit is really in the way; I want to see his abs.
Besides the chest muscles, he also wanted to see and touch the abs.
Is the heating not enough? Why don't you take off your clothes to practice?
Shi Qian glanced at the remote control on the table and quietly turned the temperature up a bit more.
Meng Qing had seen Shi Qian the moment he entered, and he also noticed that Shi Qian's gaze had been fixed on him. So he tried his best to get his muscles moving and show his best condition.
Meng Qing had noticed this when he was setting up the computer. Shi Qian was indifferent to him, but seemed to be somewhat interested in his body.
He noticed that Shi Qian's gaze lingered on him for much longer than when he was wearing a coat.
Sacrificing a little bit of physical attractiveness to gain Shi Qian's attention is truly a worthwhile deal.
Therefore, Meng Qing wore less and less clothing in the dormitory after that, just to show off his beautiful muscles in every way.
He originally intended to take off his shirt as well, but fearing that Shi Qian would mind, he ultimately decided to keep the piece of fabric.
Meng Qing felt hotter and hotter as he practiced. Was the heating temperature higher than usual today? Or was it because Shi Qian was watching him that he felt even hotter than usual?
After finishing this set, Meng Qing's vest was soaked with sweat. He stopped to wipe the sweat from his face before turning his gaze to Shi Qian and asking, "Have you eaten? Do you want some noodles?"
Shi Qian had already drunk her 8th glass of water and was quite full. She couldn't help but burp and replied, "No need, I've already eaten out."
"Okay, there are some snacks on the table. You can eat them while you watch."
"OK."
Shi Qian answered without thinking, only realizing later that Meng Qing knew he was peeking and was deliberately making fun of him.
“You’re practicing in the living room, which is our shared dormitory. It’s hard for me to pretend I don’t see it.”
"We're not saying you can't watch it; you can sit down and watch it."
Having said all that, Shi Qian felt it would be cowardly not to look at Meng Qing, so he sat down confidently and stared at her directly.
Meng Qing met Shi Qian's "might as well look" expression, chuckled, and asked, "Have you been very busy lately? I've noticed you're often not in the dorm on weekends."
Meng Qing's vest was soaked with sweat and was now somewhat see-through. Shi Qian could see the very obvious lines of his pectoral and abdominal muscles, just as he had imagined, very well-built.
"I didn't do anything, just wandered around. Staying in the dorm was boring."
"You didn't do that part-time job anymore, right?"
"I'll do whatever you say. If you say it can't be done, then I won't do it."
"Using one's looks to please others is not a lasting thing; you understand that."
Meng Qing lifted her clothes to wipe the sweat from her face, and Shi Qian's eyes suddenly widened. Wow, it was an undisguised abs.
Shi Qian unconsciously moved his chair closer, wanting to see more clearly. He should have known better than to wear his glasses.
Meng Qing raised an eyebrow as Shi Qian leaned closer. He didn't know if using one's looks to please someone would last, but he knew it was quite effective for now.
Meng Qing took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body, which made Shi Qian stare in disbelief.
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