When Yan Jili returned to the villa, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
"Auntie Zhang!"
"Hey! Sir, you're back?"
Yan Jili handed her the small cake in his hand.
Look around.
"Where is she?"
Aunt Zhang took the cake and said, "Madam, you're working out at the gym."
sports?
Does she exercise too?
Yan Jili chuckled.
According to his investigation, the eldest daughter of the Shen family is a lazy person. She would never sit if she can lie down, and would never stand if she can sit.
Notoriously spoiled.
It’s already this time now.
He wanted to see what earth-shattering and soul-stirring movements she could make.
Gym.
Shen Zhiyi, with her hair tied into a bun, stood on a yoga mat, mumbling and gesturing downwards with a grin.
"Hands on the feet to strengthen the kidneys and waist..."
Just as he bent down halfway, he heard steady and powerful footsteps behind him.
Ta-da, ta-da.
She turned her head stiffly and saw Yan Jili standing at the door like an ice sculpture, dressed in a suit and tie, looking like a gentleman.
His eyes slowly dropped from his angular face.
Freeze frame on her contorted posture.
"A shaman?" He frowned.
"What kind of shaman dance is this?" Shen Zhiyi stumbled and almost fell onto the yoga mat. She supported herself with her hands and stiffened her neck to defend herself, "This is Eight-Section Brocade! Eight-Section Brocade!"
"Don't you love health preservation the most?"
"How come you don't even know this!"
Yan Jili's deep gaze covered her again.
The waist of the woman wearing yoga pants is soft and pressed down, forming a perfect and graceful curve with the hip line.
It's so attractive that people can't take their eyes off it.
The long, straight legs were spread wide open, trembling...
He adjusted his tie, feeling a burning sensation in his throat.
"Who told you that I love health preservation?" He paused, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.
"I'm not that old."
"Really?" Shen Zhiyi suddenly stood up and did a standard "clenching fists and glaring to increase strength" move.
The posture is vigorous and powerful.
Even the little meatball on his head shook a few times.
"Then do you want to come and learn too?"
She blinked, her eyes teasing.
"I heard this method can prevent Alzheimer's disease. You should start practicing it sooner rather than later, so you don't have to carry your ID card with you when you go out and get lost."
"Chen Zhiyi," Yan Jili frowned, and a cold breath uttered from between his lips, "Are you itching for trouble?"
"Hmph." Shen Zhiyi was not afraid at all.
After completing the last movement, he wiped the sweat from his face.
Put on the towel and walk over to him.
"how?"
"Lawyer Yan still wants to slap me?"
She raised her head and looked at him provocatively.
Yan Jili lowered his eyelashes and saw this face.
Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were pink and sweaty, and even her eyelashes were trembling with moisture.
Her body was covered with heat from exercise, and the elegant fragrance of gardenia became even sweeter, drifting into his nose in waves.
A drop of sweat dripped down the swan's neck into the collarbone.
It flowed through the depression, meandered, and sank into the collar...
His dark eyes unconsciously followed the water mark.
Suddenly, a strong urge surged in my body.
I want to reach out and wipe away those annoying beads of sweat...
Or maybe...
His Adam's apple rolled deeply, and he suddenly raised his eyes, forcing himself to leave the terrifying imagination.
"You really do deserve a lesson."
He raised his thin lips slightly and his voice was hoarse and hot.
The large palm hanging by his side also slowly tightened, revealing the straight veins and blue veins on the back of his hand, suppressing the surging power deeply.
Just now on the way home, the words of admonition that I had prepared for her disappeared from my mind in an instant.
The new images she brought to my mind were constantly and comprehensively occupied...
There was only one thought in his mind...
Ridiculous.
A thought that he himself couldn't face.
"Humph." Shen Zhiyi didn't notice that his gaze had become sticky and dark, and continued to hum, "I'm not afraid of you."
"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to take a shower."
She turned around, took two steps, and then stepped back, winking slyly.
"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you."
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