thefictionvixens Chapter 9 These eight-pack abs are something I can touch? Do I need to feed you, boss?
Chapter 9 These eight-pack abs are something I can touch? Do I need to feed you, boss?
Soon, Han Xian saw Meng Ziyi and her female assistant.
The beautiful Meng was bare-faced, her skin so tender it looked like you could squeeze water out of it, pure and youthful.
Her hair was tied into a single ponytail and swayed behind her head, looking clean and refreshing.
Her loose white tracksuit and sneakers couldn't hide her slender and tall figure.
The female assistant, with a round face, round eyes, and round hands, was yawning constantly and looked aggrieved.
Yeah!
Han Xian!
Is he really that fit?
Meng Ziyi's eyes lit up when she saw Han Xian.
Their gleaming gazes swept over Han Xian's slightly exposed abs, a glint of light flashing in their eyes, like the light reflecting off the beads of sweat on Han Xian's abs.
He's sweating so much, his white t-shirt is almost transparent, his eight-pack abs are so obvious, and his V-line is so beautiful. I really want to touch him and check it out.
The female assistant nudged Meng Ziyi and gave her a look, signaling her to stop daydreaming.
Although there were only the three of them in the gym and no outsiders, Sister Meng still had to pay attention to her personal image.
Meng Ziyi snapped out of her daze, swaying her slender waist and long legs as she walked forward, smiling at Han Xian, "You're certainly starting your morning exercise early!"
Han Xian smiled faintly, "Not bad, you're here early too."
"How much longer do you plan to train?"
"I just finished running, and I'm planning to walk for about ten minutes before washing up and having dinner. What about you?"
"What a coincidence, I was also planning to walk for ten minutes to wash up and have dinner."
"Walk for ten minutes? That's too short a time and too little exercise; you won't burn much energy."
"I'll use up as much as I can; I can't handle training for too long."
Meng Ziyi had originally planned to exercise for five minutes, but now she was going to walk for ten minutes because Han Xian would keep her from getting too bored.
She walked to the machine to Han Xian's right, asked him a few questions, and then clumsily turned it on. Afterward, she started walking briskly on the treadmill.
A wisp of warm air from the air conditioner blew by, carrying the scents of the two of them. Meng Ziyi took a deep breath, her eyes brightening slightly.
She always thought men's sweat smelled bad, but Han Xian's was different.
His sweat had a healthy, sunny smell that she found pleasant, and it also stirred a strange urge within her—a strong urge to…
Han Xian subtly sniffed, his gaze lingering on the beautiful figure reflected in the glass opposite.
A faint, pleasant lemon scent wafted from Meng Ziyi; it was hard to tell if it was her hair fragrance or the scent of laundry detergent, but it smelled quite nice.
The two walked slowly on the treadmill, their noses filled with each other's scent.
They exchanged a few words occasionally, but didn't look at each other; their gazes, however, kept lingering on the figures reflected in the glass in front of them.
Click, click, click...
The female assistant, who was originally sleepy, was now sitting on the back chair, cracking sunflower seeds that she had taken out from somewhere, while glancing at Han Xian and Meng Ziyi with her round, gossipy eyes, and wearing a playful, aunt-like smile on her face.
Eating melons right here is so much fun, isn't it!
……
Drop drop!
When the ten-minute countdown ended, Han Xian stopped and stepped off the treadmill.
Meng Ziyi, who was next to her, also got off the ground with her long legs swinging, and let out a long sigh, "So tired."
Han Xian lowered his gaze, scanning the slender curves of the legs before him, and smirked, "Tired after only ten minutes? Your stamina is terrible. You need to keep training to improve your physical fitness."
Meng Ziyi pouted, "What do you mean 'only walked for ten minutes'? I walked briskly for ten minutes, which is equivalent to running two kilometers! Also, my stamina is a bit lacking, but your physique isn't much better than mine!"
Han Xian angrily lifted his shirt to reveal his eight-pack abs. "My body isn't much stronger than yours, is it? If you have eye problems, go to the hospital to get them treated. It would be such a waste to go blind at such a young age!"
Ah ah ah ah ah!
Those abs look amazing!
It has lines and shapes, with sharp angles as if it were cleaved by a knife or axe!
There were still some glistening beads of sweat on it.
Is this something I can watch?
Meng Ziyi couldn't help but swallow, her gaze fixed on Han Xian's abs, but she retorted, "Your abs... they only look okay. Actually, your body is all bark and no bite. You need to take better care of yourself."
Han Xian's eye twitched. "Supplement my ass! I said I don't need any supplements!"
Meng Ziyi covered her mouth and chuckled, "Yes, yes, you don't need to replenish, but I do. Next time we have barbecue, I'll order ten large kidneys for you."
"...Sister Yuanyuan, Meng Ziyi has a problem with her kidneys. You'd better take her to the hospital to have her brain checked!"
Han Xian didn't want to talk to Meng Ziyi anymore, so he waved to his female assistant and turned to leave.
"No... why would you need a brain checkup if your kidneys are the problem? I think you have a problem not only with your kidneys, but also with your brain. Isn't that right, Sister Yuanyuan?"
Meng Ziyi instinctively retorted, but what flashed before her eyes was the abs she hadn't had enough of.
She hadn't seen enough of him yet, so why did he leave?
Can't we argue for another ten minutes?
If all else fails, we can have a little argument!
After making a few complaints, Meng Ziyi didn't get a response. She turned around and saw that her female assistant was looking at her with a strange expression, trying not to laugh.
Meng Ziyi looked down at herself. Her clothes and pants were all intact, and she was covered up completely, revealing nothing.
After checking herself over and finding nothing wrong, Meng Ziyi frowned slightly. "Sister Yuanyuan! Why are you looking at me like that? Is there anything wrong with me?"
The female assistant lightly touched Meng Ziyi's lips, winking teasingly, "There's nothing wrong with your body, but there's drool on your lips. Stop swooning, wipe the drool off before thinking about Han Xian's abs!"
"Who, who's swooning over Han Xian's abs! Who's thinking about Han Xian's abs! I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
Meng Ziyi retorted guiltily, her right hand subconsciously raising to wipe the corner of her mouth, but she actually wiped away a tiny bit of glistening liquid.
!!!
Meng Ziyi's face changed from fair to pink, then quickly turned red, and her ears and neck also turned red.
No!
I was just thinking about Han Xian's eight-pack abs, why am I drooling?
Most importantly, Sister Yuanyuan saw it with her own eyes!
How embarrassing!
The female assistant suppressed a laugh, "Don't be shy, Han Xian's abs are really good-looking, I almost drooled too."
Meng Ziyi's face turned even redder, and she even tried to glare at her female assistant.
It's best to keep this to yourself; saying it out loud is just asking for trouble!
……
After sweating profusely from running, Han Xian was thirsty and hungry. He returned to his dormitory, which cost eighty yuan, washed up, and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.
Beef buns, sweet soy milk, steamed eggs, boiled eggs, and millet porridge.
One plate, two dishes, and three bowls took up half the table.
If your body is strong enough and you expend a lot of energy, you need to replenish more nutrients.
Han Xian was eating and drinking heartily when he saw Meng Ziyi.
The two exchanged a glance. Meng Ziyi's eyes darted around and her pretty face flushed pink. Just as she was about to turn her head to find a place, her female assistant, who was trying not to laugh, pulled her to sit down opposite Han Xian.
Do you want to sit separately?
impossible!
If you two sit separately, how am I supposed to watch the drama unfold?
"..."
Meng Ziyi glanced at Han Xian's stomach subconsciously, then quickly lowered her head to drink her porridge, her ears burning red.
Ruined!
Seeing Han Xian reminds me of his well-defined eight-pack abs!
Is her infatuation incurable?
???
Seeing Meng Ziyi's shy actions, Han Xian was completely dumbfounded.
He only said a few words to Meng Ziyi, did she have to react like that?
Could it be... that I offended her so much that she lost her mind?
What are you looking at!
Eat your breakfast!
Under Han Xian's strange gaze, Meng Ziyi was starting to lose her composure.
She endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't take it anymore. She bit into the bright red strawberry, muttering under her breath, "What a scumbag! He's a heartless bastard, a treacherous scoundrel, a treacherous and ruthless man!"
Han Xian smirked. "Meng Ziyi, the scumbag you're talking about isn't me, is it?"
Meng Ziyi looked up and smiled faintly, a very bright smile, "You're so smart, the scumbag I was talking about is you!"
People can actually laugh when they're extremely speechless.
So Han Xian laughed, "No... Sister Meng Ziyi, I've never been a jerk to you. Where did you get this 'big jerk' label from?"
Meng Ziyi scoffed, "You may not have been a jerk to me, but you've definitely done everything: crossed the river and burned the bridge, forgotten kindness, repaid good with evil, betrayed your promise, and turned your back on me without mercy!"
"Where have I ever been ungrateful, betrayed kindness, or acted heartlessly?"
"Last night in class, someone kept calling me 'Boss,' and I even sent them a 2,000 yuan red envelope. But when I woke up the next day, they were calling me by my full name! I think 1,000 yuan a class is too expensive, so maybe... we should cancel this acting class!"
Meng Ziyi gave a sweet smile, but inside she was panicking.
She wanted to cover up her infatuation with Han Xian, which made her think of his abs whenever she saw him, so she tried to turn the tables on him.
But she genuinely didn't want to cancel the acting classes.
Because Han Xian's teachings were very helpful to her, she wanted to learn more from him to improve her acting skills.
As for wanting to help Han Xian when she saw his wallet was tattered and worn out, she didn't plan to let Han Xian know, otherwise people would think she had ulterior motives.
A performance class that costs 1,000 yuan per session?
Gan!
I was so busy arguing with Meng Ziyi that I almost forgot about this!
Han Xian smiled, his voice gentle and magnetic, "Good morning, boss! Feel free to ask me anything!"
call!
Ok!
It's still the same Han Xian who can change his expression in an instant!
Meng Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze falling on the eggs beside Han Xian. "I want to eat eggs, but I'm clumsy with them."
Han Xian blinked. "Boss, peeling eggs isn't part of the performance class."
Meng Ziyi immediately sent a 1,000 yuan red envelope, asking, "And now?"
"No problem, boss! I'll teach you how to peel an egg with one hand!"
"I only want to eat the egg whites."
"No problem, boss! You eat the egg whites, I'll eat the yolks. Do you need me to feed you, boss?"
"……need!"
"Okay, boss!"
Click click click!
Han Xian quickly peeled the boiled egg, then put the separated egg white to Meng Ziyi's lips, watching her eat it with a blush on her face.
Making money!
It's not shameful!
We can't let our reputation prevent us from making money!
What's more, this is the first time the female lead in the harem has given him money to live off her.
Female assistant: This gossip is really good!
Although there was an element of monetary transaction involved in this melon.
But the number of pink bubbles floating in the air hasn't decreased at all!