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Zhao Yang held his phone, the screen flashing with an ambiguous message: "See you at eight tonight, same place."
He absentmindedly shoved the phone into his pocket, his thoughts drifting back to the meeting where Lin Ruoshui's enchanting gaze had left him unsettled. It felt as if a heavy stone pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe. Lin Ruoshui had changed; she was more mature, more alluring, and far more dangerous.
The appearance of Lu Ruoxi felt like a thorn piercing his heart. He knew this woman all too well; on the surface, she seemed gentle and charming, but beneath that facade lay a deep cunning. Engaging with her was akin to courting disaster. They were like two thorny roses—beautiful yet perilous, evoking both desire and fear within him.
Where was "the same place"? Zhao Yang racked his brain and finally concluded it must be the gym near their university. He had spent many sweet moments there with Lin Ruoshui, but everything had changed since then. Now, as he returned to this place filled with memories, a mix of emotions swirled within him.
"Maybe working out will help me calm down," he thought as he drove to the gym.
Pushing open the heavy glass door of the gym, a wave of heat mixed with sweat and hormones hit him, slightly easing his earlier agitation. The deafening music pumped adrenaline into the air, while the clattering of various exercise equipment formed a powerful symphony.
Zhao Yang scanned the room and his gaze landed on a familiar figure. Zhu Fang, his research partner, was practicing squats in front of a mirror. She wore a snug sports tank top that accentuated her ample bosom, seemingly straining against its confines. Her slender waist swayed with each movement, showcasing an alluring curve like a sinuous snake dancing enticingly. Her firm peach-shaped backside appeared even more rounded and supple in her tight workout pants, each squat an unspoken invitation.
"Zhao Yang, you’re here to work out too?" Zhu Fang noticed his gaze and turned around with a sultry smile. She approached him, her delicate fingers brushing aside a few strands of hair from her forehead, her eyes glinting with mischief as if to say that tonight he would be her prey.
"Yeah, just trying to relax," Zhao Yang replied, striving to keep his tone steady while his eyes roamed over her figure, greedily taking in every inch of her skin. She looked even hotter and more tempting than he remembered, stirring the hormones within him.
"Want to work out together?" Zhu Fang's voice dripped with allure, her gaze lingering on his abs before slowly rising to meet his eyes, a playful smile dancing on her lips.
Zhao Yang hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. He couldn’t resist such temptation nor quell the desires bubbling inside him.
They walked side by side to the treadmill and began warming up. Zhu Fang deliberately set the speed high; her body swayed rhythmically with the machine's pace, her chest rising and falling in an intoxicating display that left Zhao Yang entranced. His breath quickened as he focused intently on her, eager to etch this captivating sight into his memory.
After the warm-up, the two of them moved to the strength training area. Zhu Fang chose the bench press. She lay back on the bench, gripping the barbell with both hands, and slowly lifted it. Her full chest rose and fell with her breathing, making her even more alluring. Zhao Yang stood beside her, his gaze fixed intently on her, as if trying to see right through her. He could clearly see the beads of sweat forming on her forehead and her tightly clenched lips, all of which heightened his excitement.
“Need any help?” Zhao Yang's voice was a bit hoarse, tinged with an uncontrollable desire.
“Sure,” Zhu Fang replied with a charming smile, a hint of provocation in her eyes.
Zhao Yang moved behind her, placing his hands on the barbell to help control the weight. His hands inevitably brushed against her skin, the smooth and delicate touch sending a shiver through him. He could feel her body heat and the slight tremor that ran through her.
Zhu Fang's body quivered slightly, an unusual glint flashing in her eyes. She sensed the strength in his hands and the masculine aura he exuded.
The atmosphere between them grew increasingly intimate. The air was thick with the scent of hormones, quickening their heartbeats.
As time went on, they practiced on various equipment together. Their physical contact became more frequent, each touch sending electric sensations through both of them. Zhao Yang's hands intentionally brushed against her waist and hips, feeling the curves of her body. Zhu Fang occasionally rubbed against him, teasing him with her gaze.
The temperature in the gym seemed to rise along with the intensity of their emotions.
When they finished their last set of training, they were the only two left in the gym.
“Let’s call it a day,” Zhu Fang said, her voice trembling slightly and her gaze dreamy.
“Alright,” Zhao Yang replied, his Adam's apple bobbing as desire filled his eyes.
He stepped in front of Zhu Fang and gently pulled her into his embrace. Her body pressed tightly against him, feeling his strong chest and the masculine scent that enveloped him. She closed her eyes, burying her head in his chest and taking a deep breath.
Zhao Yang lowered his head and kissed her lips. It was a kiss filled with passion and desire, their tongues intertwining as if trying to melt into each other. Zhu Fang's hands tightly wrapped around his waist, her body twisting in his embrace, letting out soft moans.
Zhao Yang's hands roamed over her body, feeling her smooth, delicate skin and the curves of her form. His hands eventually settled on her full hips, gently kneading them. Zhu Fang's body trembled even more intensely, her eyes filled with a dreamy haze. She actively twisted her waist, responding to his caresses.
He lifted her up and walked toward the changing room, leaving a trail of scattered clothes and intertwined breaths behind them. In the cramped space of the changing room, they indulged in their long-suppressed desires, using their bodies to compose a passionate symphony. Zhao Yang conquered Zhu Fang's body again and again, while she expressed her inner longing with fervent responses.
Suddenly, the door of the gym swung open...
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