Zhao Xue just gazed at Wang Dahai, her eyes becoming increasingly blurred, cheeks also somewhat feverishly flushed.

At that moment, Wang Dahai put down the dumbbell and stood up.

He was already drenched in sweat, even his underwear soaked, clinging to his thighs and waist.

In doing so, the outline of the thing in his crotch was clearly delineated.

Seeing that somewhat exaggerated outline, Zhao Xue's breathing became even hotter and more rapid.

Wang Dahai had long noticed her sneaking peeks, he pretended not to notice and said, "Can I use the bathroom to take a shower?"

"Sure, just go ahead." Zhao Xue hurriedly averted her gaze, then suddenly asked, "Hey, Wang Dahai, can you teach me how to work out?"

A slight smile curled the corners of Wang Dahai's mouth, this girl couldn't hold back anymore.

"Yes."

"Then, then teach me."

She jumped down from the sofa and nervously approached him.

As she got closer, she immediately smelled the sweat on Wang Dahai's body.

The rich masculine scent made her somewhat intoxicated.

"Have you ever worked out before?"

"No."

"Then let's start with something simple. But before doing that, we need to do some stretching to prevent injuries."

He crouched down, stretched out a leg, then pressed down, saying, "Come, squat down like me, stretch your leg."

"Oh."

Zhao Xue mimicked him impressively, one long leg stretched out diagonally and she pressed down.

She was wearing a very short skirt, so when she stretched out, the skirt barely covered anything.

Underneath, her little intimates were fully visible to Wang Dahai.

Black, lace-trimmed sexy little intimates.

And on those intimates, there was a very noticeable wet spot.

"Is this how it's done?" Zhao Xue asked as she pressed down on her leg.

"Press your leg down a bit more."

Wang Dahai crouched behind her, one hand supporting her waist, the other grabbing her thigh, pressing it further down.

The close skin contact made Zhao Xue feel a warm current flowing through her, tingly and stimulating, making her both excited and a bit nervous.

"Yes, just like that."

"Now, press this leg."

Wang Dahai switched hands, grabbed her other thigh, and pressed down.

"Good, that's about enough stretching. I'll teach you a simple exercise first, let's start with a sit-up."

"Here, sit down, bend your legs, hands behind your head."

Zhao Xue assumed the sit-up position, Wang Dahai's large hands roamed over her body.

"Keep your head straight, the hands behind your head shouldn't exert too much force, relax, then use your waist, right here, to exert force."

Wang Dahai said, while caressing various parts of her body.

Her snowy delicate neck, slender waist, flat tight abdomen, white and long thighs...

Zhao Xue felt as though a fierce fire blazed following Wang Dahai's palms, racing around various parts of her body.

Being already nervous, she responded strangely under Wang Dahai's touch.

Her lower part grew even more moist.

"Good, let's do one."

Zhao Xue lay down holding her head, trying to rise but couldn't manage.

"I, I can't get up."

"Hold on."

Wang Dahai stopped her, saying, "Your shirt buttons are too tightly fastened, it's hard to exert force that way. Let me undo your buttons."

Zhao Xue nervously said, "Ah? No, don't, I'm wearing nothing underneath..."

"You're not wearing a bra underneath?"

"I wore it, but..."

"What are you afraid of if you're wearing underwear? During our workouts, most of the women just wear a sports bra and start exercising."

Zhao Xue's face was so red it could drip blood, yet she couldn't find the words to retort.

She could only watch helplessly as Wang Dahai reached out toward her.

His rough hands seemed to possess some sort of magic, and every accidental touch sent shivers down her spine.

The tightly fitting shirt that clung to her full figure was slowly unbuttoned by Wang Dahai, one by one.

When he unbuttoned the shirt at the chest, the already taut shirt suddenly burst open.

Her extravagant fullness jiggled slightly up and down.

As the last button was undone, the shirt flung open, revealing large patches of her snowy, flawless skin.

Her bra was also black, with lace and a hollow-out pattern.

Through the hollow holes, one could see the fullness inside, pure white.

A girl of her age, yet wearing such a sexy and mature bra, was almost too much for Wang Dahai to handle.

Zhao Xue's face was almost buried in her chest, and the base of her neck was red.

"Okay, let's continue."

"Mm," Zhao Xue mutterred, but still couldn't get up.

"I'll help you."

Wang Dahai slid his hand around her slender waist and said, "Come on, push hard."

Finally, she sat up from the ground, completing a sit-up.

After about ten minutes, she was panting and sweating profusely.

The open shirt clung to her skin.

Droplets of sweat slid down her neck and dipped into her deep cleavage, exceptionally tempting.

Wang Dahai was also moved, his boxer briefs sporting a conspicuous bulge.

"I can't do this anymore."

Zhao Xue's body went limp, and she fell backwards.

In her panic, she reached out to grab Wang Dahai, stabilizing herself.

But as soon as she steadied herself, she felt something in her hand twitch slightly.

She looked down in confusion, then displayed a panic-stricken expression.

She had accidentally grabbed Wang Dahai's crotch, clutching his "little buddy."

"Ah!"

She quickly let go, her body about to fall again.

Wang Dahai hastily reached out to support her, but lost his balance and his sturdy body collapsed onto hers.

Thus, the two of them fell to the ground together—she was beneath him, Wang Dahai above.

Her body was firmly pressed down.

His burning rod was precisely against her delicate spot.

Their faces were also in close contact, nose to nose.

Zhao Xue's breath was so close that Wang Dahai could feel it.

The atmosphere heated up quickly, Zhao Xue's breathing grew more rapid, her lively eyes misted over, evoking pity.

Zhao Xue was extremely nervous inside, that thing was pressing against her making her feel ticklish and uncomfortable.

"You, get off me," Zhao Xue said softly.

Wang Dahai restrained his impulses, climbed off her, and helped her up, asking, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Zhao Xue quickly closed her shirt, her heart pounding heavily, her eyes sneakily peeking at his tent.

"That's good. It's your first time working out; don't do it too vigorously, or your body won't be able to take it."

"Mm."

"Alright, I'm going to take a shower, and you should rest a bit."

Wang Dahai stood up from the ground, Zhao Xue stealthily glanced at his tent again. Remembering the feeling of being bumped just now, a strong desire surged in her heart, and she couldn't help saying, "Wang Dahai, you can..."

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