While Linwanwan was running, a certain dog also ran in, wagging its tail and staring at her curiously.
"Tianba, do you want to come and play too?"
"Woof!"
Lin Wanwan turned on another treadmill and adjusted the speed very slowly. After the dog jumped on it, it didn't take long for him to play with the treadmill.
Lu Zhanbei didn't know when he came in. He was leaning against the wall as if he were boneless, watching Lin Wanwan running rhythmically.
She had been exercising for more than an hour, and her slightly sweaty face was flushed. The beating mountains on her chest were extremely eye-catching.
He only glanced at it and didn't look away again.
Lin Wanwan caught his gaze from the corner of her eye and snorted in disgust, "Rogue!"
"I'm appreciating the fruits of my labor, which I brought up with my own hands."
"!" Lin Wanwan knew that his rank was still low, so he no longer competed with the Demon King.
After running enough, she saw that Lu Zhanbei hadn't left yet, so she suggested, "If you're okay, why not fight with me?"
"Can."
Lin Wanwan glanced at the four-piece suit he was wearing and said, "You'd better change into another set of clothes, otherwise your mobility will be restricted. I don't want to lose the fight."
"No, just treat me as letting you."
Lin Wanwan couldn't help but sneered, "You pampered young master, are you really sure you can beat me?"
Lu Zhanbei raised his eyebrows, with a hint of provocation in his tone, "If I can't even beat you, what qualifications do I have to put pressure on you in the future."
Depend on!
Lin Wanwan's temper rose up as he refused to admit defeat, "If I win, you will let me suppress you from now on!"
"Okay." Lu Zhanbei agreed immediately, paused, and added, "I can also give you two hands."
Linwanwan: “…”
Is this guy too confident, or does he deliberately want her to win and get over the addiction of being suppressed
Lin Wanwan stretched his muscles and showed his best condition.
"start!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was like a small cannonball and rushed over at top speed.
Lu Zhanbei actually put his hands behind his back and only turned his body to avoid Lin Wanwan's punch.
Lin Wanwan didn't panic, stopped and used a small grappling hand to grab his hand.
Before she could make a move, Lu Zhanbei had already moved his feet nimbly, and while moving his body to one side, he did not forget to steal a kiss on her face.
"Come again!" Lin Wanwan gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and charged forward again.
A sweeping kick was easily avoided by Lu Zhanbei.
Compared to Lin Wanwan who exerted all his strength, Lu Zhanbei was as leisurely as if he was taking a walk, with a nasty curve on his lips. From time to time he took the opportunity to touch his little hands, hug his little waist, and kept talking in his mouth. He said disdainfully, "What a pity, you will never be able to suppress me."
Lin Wanwan wished he could beat him into a pig's head with one punch, but sadly found that he didn't have the ability.
The hard one is not enough, so the only option is the soft one.
Lin Wanwan rolled his eyes, took a few steps back, then took a running start and flew towards Lu Zhanbei.
Mr. Lu was satisfied with the feeling of the beauty taking the initiative to embrace her. He put his hands around her waist and was about to kiss her again.
The girl in her arms suddenly softened in pain, "Ouch, I twisted my waist, it hurts..."
Lu Zhanbei's expression changed and he immediately put her flat on the ground.
However, before he could check the injury, Lin Wanwan's two straight long legs clamped hard on the man's muscular waist, causing his body to roll over.
Caught off guard, Lu Zhanbei was pressed to the ground by her.