With his hands clasped behind his back, Gan Yuan slightly lifted the corners of his lips.
"Mr. Huangfu, may we begin now?"
Just by looking at her expression, one could tell what she was thinking. Huangfu Jue raised his palm and began to undo the buttons of his suit.
Was he going to strip right in front of her?
Gan Yuan crossed her arms, "The changing room is behind you, to your right."
"I have no interest in seeing others naked."
After draping his removed suit over the back of the sofa, Huangfu Jue, while unfastening his shirt cuffs, walked up to her. Hooking his fingers around his tie, his blue eyes carried a hint of mischief as they stared into hers, his voice laced with provocation.
"What’s the matter, feeling shy?"
She raised an eyebrow, her gaze fixed on his face, "Shouldn’t you be the one who’s feeling embarrassed?"
The man didn’t speak, simply tugging off his tie and then, one by one, he began to unfasten the buttons on his shirt right in front of her, intensifying the smile on his lips with each one.
That posture–arrogant and unrestrained.
As the buttons came undone, slivers of the man’s chest began to reveal themselves.
Well-maintained, cream-colored skin, lines free from any excess fat, a physique akin to a model’s inverted triangle... With the motion of unfastening his buttons, his muscles rhythmically moved, each subtle action pulsing with strength and allure.
They’d slept together, touched and all... was there any reason to fear him undressing?
She stood her ground, not avoiding his gaze in the slightest, even taking a moment to size him up when he undid the last button, then scoffed critically.
"You look decent... but appearances can be deceiving!"
The man remained silent, only moving his hand to his waistband.
She cursed inwardly, instinctively turning her face away.
Triumphant in his little prank, Huangfu Jue chuckled softly, his voice tinged with mockery as he reached to pull his shirt from his pants and slide it off over her shoulders.
After fastening his belt, he stood half-naked before her, looking down from his superior height at the neckline of her attire, and spoke with cultivated ease.
That line, reeking of tease.
No wonder the books say men are half-baked, even one as aloof as him could have such childish moments.
Gan Yuan lifted her hand to tug off his shirt and tossed it onto the sofa, speaking in the tone of a coach.
"Our first lesson will be a baseline assessment, I need to gauge your level. From now on, follow my commands. Fifty push-ups."
Bending down on the yoga mat in front of her, Huangfu Jue began the exercises with agile movements.
He completed fifty push-ups with ease.
Just as he was about to get up, she immediately spoke without any niceties.
"Fifty reverse rows!"
Watching his effortless performance, she gritted her teeth inwardly, curious to see how long he could last.
"Fifty lateral jumps onto the weight bench!"
"Fifty dumbbell presses with the heavy weights, don’t put them down, continue with fifty dumbbell squats, fifty dumbbell rows, and fifty weighted sit-ups..."
Watching the sweat dripping from his chest, she smiled with satisfaction, striding over to stand in front of the incline bench.
Seeing her approach, Huangfu Jue stopped and took a deep breath.
Assuming his energy was spent, Gan Yuan leaned forward slightly, her gaze filled with scorn behind her plain glasses as she looked at him, and he began to speak cheerfully.
"Can’t handle it already, tsk tsk tsk... Just like I thought, all looks and no stamina. Mr. Huangfu, if you can’t keep up, just say the word and we’ll call it quits, don’t—"
She hadn’t finished speaking when the man suddenly engaged his core, his upper body shooting upright. As his face closed in on her, she realized too late what was happening and it was already too late to dodge.