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Playboy Graduate Student
墨書 Inktalez
Zhao Yang had just started his graduate studies, and to better integrate into this new environment filled with opportunities and challenges, he decided to get a gym membership.
After all, a strong physique would not only keep him energized academically but also make him more charming in social situations.
As he walked into the gym, Zhao Yang was immediately swept up by the vibrant atmosphere.
The air was thick with the scent of sweat and hormones, the sounds of clashing gym equipment and people breathing heavily intertwined to create a powerful symphony.
Standing at 185 cm tall, Zhao Yang had a robust build, with thick eyebrows and big eyes that gave him a strikingly handsome appearance. As he entered the gym, he caught quite a few admiring glances.
Dressed in a stylish outfit that combined a casual blazer with sneakers, he struck a balance between formal and relaxed, making him stand out among the crowd of people clad in tight workout gear.
“Hey there, new guy?” A sweet voice chimed in beside him.
Zhao Yang turned to see a stunning young woman standing next to him. She wore a snug sports tank top and yoga pants that accentuated her alluring curves, particularly her voluptuous figure that was hard to ignore.
Her large, sparkling eyes gazed at him with an inviting look, her lips curling into a flirtatious smile.
Zhao Yang caught a whiff of her light perfume mingled with the scent of sweat from her workout, creating an enticing allure.
“Beautiful lady, can I help you with something?” Zhao Yang raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk appearing on his face. He recognized her as his fitness coach, Zhu Fang.
Zhu Fang was the gym's star trainer, known for her stunning physique and exceptional sales skills.
With long, glossy black hair always tied up in a high ponytail, she radiated youthful energy.
Her skin was fair and smooth, almost as if it could glisten with moisture. Her large eyes sparkled with life, exuding charm with every glance.
What stood out the most was her impressive figure; her tight workout clothes perfectly showcased her curves, leaving little to the imagination.
“I’m your fitness coach here. My name is Zhu Fang. I can see you have a good foundation; would you like me to help you create a workout plan?” Zhu Fang said playfully while subtly brushing against Zhao Yang's arm with her soft chest. The sensation sent a thrill through him.
"Oh? Is that so?" Zhao Yang felt the soft touch on his arm, a flutter of excitement coursing through him. However, he maintained a composed facade, looking at Zhu Fang with a playful glint in his eyes. "So what kind of benefits can you offer me?"
Zhu Fang was taken aback by Zhao Yang's directness for a moment, but then she smiled, her expression becoming even more alluring.
"Benefits? Well, I can certainly give you a comprehensive experience with my body," Zhu Fang said, extending her slender fingers to lightly trace over Zhao Yang's chest muscles. Her fingertips were cool to the touch, yet felt as soft as feathers, causing Zhao Yang's muscles to tense involuntarily.
"And..." Zhu Fang leaned closer to Zhao Yang's ear, speaking in a tone meant only for the two of them. "If you perform well, I might also offer you some... special rewards..."
As she spoke, her warm breath brushed against Zhao Yang's ear, carrying a hint of sweet fragrance that made his ears tingle. He could even feel Zhu Fang's soft lips barely grazing his earlobe.
This blatant seduction made Zhao Yang's breath grow heavy. He could distinctly feel the changes in his body as a wave of heat surged from his lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout him.
"What the hell? This woman really knows how to tease..." Zhao Yang cursed inwardly. Although he had an eye for beauty, he wasn't the type to lose his composure at the sight of a woman. He understood that Zhu Fang's intentions were merely to entice him into purchasing her personal training sessions.
"Heh, special rewards? Just how special are they?" Zhao Yang suppressed the turmoil within him and feigned calmness as he asked, his voice slightly hoarse with an almost imperceptible tremor.
"Special enough to make you feel like you're in paradise..." Zhu Fang giggled, her laughter ringing like silver bells—clear and melodious yet imbued with an indescribable allure that stirred one's desires.
"Is that so? Then I must admit I'm a bit curious," Zhao Yang said, suddenly wrapping his arms around Zhu Fang's waist and pulling her into his embrace.
Zhu Fang clearly didn't expect such a sudden move from Zhao Yang. She gasped in surprise as her balance faltered, and she fell into his arms.
Zhao Yang felt her softness against him, an intoxicating fragrance enveloping him. He looked down to find Zhu Fang's delicate face inches from his own; her eyes sparkled with panic and shyness, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue that made her even more enticing.
Zhao Yang's gaze drifted down from Zhu Fang's face to her ample bosom. Due to the momentum of their embrace, Zhu Fang's body pressed tightly against him, causing her curves to shift and reveal a generous expanse of fair skin from her neckline—deeply alluring.
Zhao Yang swallowed hard as heat coursed through him; he could feel a certain part of him stirring with anticipation.
Just then, a familiar voice rang out behind Zhao Yang: "Zhao Yang? What are you doing here?"
Zhao Yang was taken aback; that voice... was it Tang Yuan?
He turned around and indeed saw Tang Yuan standing behind him, looking at him with a face full of surprise.
Tang Yuan, Zhao Yang's ex-girlfriend and also his classmate from graduate school.
She was tall, with long, jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders, enhancing her alluring beauty. She wore a tight-fitting mini skirt that showcased her long, beautiful legs.
Tang Yuan's beauty was strikingly aggressive; she resembled a thorny rose—beautiful yet dangerous.
Zhao Yang and Tang Yuan had once shared a sweet romance, but they had broken up for various reasons.
He never expected to run into her here again.
“Tang Yuan? What a coincidence! Are you here to work out too?” Zhao Yang released Zhu Fang and stood up straight, a hint of an awkward smile on his face.
“Yes, what a coincidence,” Tang Yuan replied, her gaze sweeping over Zhao Yang and Zhu Fang, a flicker of complex emotions crossing her eyes. “And who is this?”
“Oh, she’s the fitness instructor here, Zhu Fang,” Zhao Yang introduced. “Zhu Fang, this is my classmate, Tang Yuan.”
“Hello,” Zhu Fang nodded at Tang Yuan, her smile somewhat stiff.
“Hello,” Tang Yuan replied coolly.
For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward as the three fell into silence, with only the sounds of clashing gym equipment and people panting echoing in the air.
Zhu Fang quietly observed Zhao Yang and Tang Yuan from the side. She noticed that the atmosphere between them felt off, as if there was some unspoken past lingering between them.
A glimmer of insight flashed in Zhu Fang's eyes as she suddenly realized that this might be an opportunity—a chance to leverage Zhao Yang's charm to achieve her own goals.
Zhu Fang began to ponder how she could leverage the relationship between Zhao Yang and Tang Yuan to maximize her own benefits.
"Um... I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now," Zhao Yang broke the silence, eager to escape the awkward atmosphere.
"Alright, let's talk later," Tang Yuan nodded, not attempting to keep him.
As Zhao Yang turned to leave, Zhu Fang watched his retreating figure, a knowing smile curling at the corners of her lips.
"It seems that Zhao Yang is even more interesting than I imagined..." Zhu Fang mused to herself. "Perhaps I can implement my plan ahead of schedule..."
A glint of ambition sparkled in Zhu Fang's eyes. She knew that a game of power, desire, and intrigue had quietly begun.
She had a feeling that Zhao Yang would become the center of this game, while she aimed to be its ultimate victor.
With light steps, she walked in the direction Zhao Yang had gone, her silhouette appearing particularly alluring under the lights.
Her long, beautiful legs, wrapped in tight yoga pants, looked even more enticing with each step she took, exuding an endless charm.
The gym was still bustling with voices, yet no one noticed that a story of desire, power struggles, and betrayal had quietly unfolded.
Everything remained uncertain.
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