Call Me Big Sister

The Yancheng has been experiencing continuous rain for the past few days, which has made the gym feel quiet and peaceful.

However, Tang Song, who was standing ten meters in front of Wen Ruan, felt that the air was filled with unbearable heat.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song tried to calm his agitated mood.

He's wearing athletic shorts now, and it would be terrible if he accidentally revealed his best features.

Just as he was about to step forward.

Then I saw a boy wearing a tight vest walk past from the side.

He was in his early twenties, with well-defined muscles and a sunny, rugged appearance.

The boy pursed his lips and called out in a relaxed tone, "Miss."

"Hmm?" Wen Ruan, who was Wen Ruan at Tang Song out of the corner of her eye, glanced at him.

The boy reached out and patted the Hack machine next to him. "Do you still use this device?"

"No."

"Oh, okay, thank you." The boy smiled broadly. "I just started working out here, and I thought your move was perfect, absolutely flawless. Miss, could you give me some pointers? How can I improve?"

As Wen Ruan gym enthusiast, Wenruan could easily guess what he was up to.

She often encounters similar pickup lines.

Her gaze swept over Tang Song as he approached, and she casually said, "Excuse me, I'm not the coach here."

The young man was slightly disappointed, but then said, "Miss, do you also work at the Huayun Center? I just started working here after the May Day holiday. Judging from your figure, you must be someone who loves fitness. How about we add each other on WeChat and exchange fitness tips sometime?"

"No need, I don't like chatting, I'm Social Anxiety."

"Uh... okay then." The boy grinned, adjusted the training parameters, stepped onto the hacking machine, and began to do squats quickly.

His muscles bulged with each movement, as if trying to unleash his hormones.

I had only been sitting for a few minutes when a voice rang out.

"Big sister, this is my first day at the gym, and I thought your movements were perfect, absolutely flawless. Could you give me some pointers on how to work out? I don't really understand any of these machines."

"Hehe." The boy glanced at Tang Song who was walking over and was immediately amused by him.

It's one thing to steal someone's lines to start a conversation, but the problem is that you just failed to do it yourself, and the person hasn't even left yet.

"Big sister"? Well, there's no denying that, she really is big.

But look at this guy, although he looks decent, he doesn't show any signs of training. How could a fitness girl like him possibly be interested in him?

Just as he was waiting to see the joke,

Wen Ruan looked surprised, then said with interest, "Okay, little brother."

After saying that, she took him away.

"Thump—" The chassis of the Hack machine made a collision sound, and the boy's expression was somewhat blank.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Wen Ruan, I didn't expect you to be in this gym too." Tang Song looked at the figure beside him up close.

My gaze unconsciously swept over her front and back; she was so prominent and particularly rounded.

She is around 170 cm tall, a typical large-framed beauty, and judging from her strong thighs, large buttocks, and Nanako, she is definitely not light.

This is the best body he has ever seen.

She is even more outstanding than the fitness gurus he follows on Little Red Book and Douyin.

The two stopped in front of a barbell.

Her Wen Ruan arms were crossed over her chest, her watery eyes taking in his features. "It's quite a coincidence. Yancheng is so big, yet you chose this gym. And I remember you said you work at Yunxi Building now, right?"

Tang Song paused for a moment, then pointed to Building A opposite the floor-to-ceiling window.

He laughed and said, "To be honest, I also have a part-time job. The company happens to be on the 15th floor of Building A."

Since I often come here to discuss my needs, and the environment at Rhythm Fitness is great, I simply got a membership card.

Do you also work at the Huayun Center? That's such a coincidence!

Wen Ruan forced herself not to laugh out loud. If it weren't for Hu Mingli, her inside contact, she would have believed the other party's nonsense.

"It just so happens that I'm on the 15th floor of Building B. What a coincidence!" Wen Ruan looked at him with a charming gaze and teased, "So, which company do you work part-time for? Maybe I know."

Little brother, you've gone too far by telling such a lie in front of your sister.

Why don't you just say you're here to date me?

"Yancheng Glimmer Coffee Co., Ltd.."

"Uh..." Wen Ruan blinked, looking at him in surprise.

Tang Song touched his face. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Wen Ruan raised her pretty face, her eyes looking strange, and asked, "So, what's your boss's name?"

"Xie Shuyu." Tang Song finished speaking, then immediately realized that she must know this company, and asked in return, "Wen Ruan, do you know Shuyu-jie?"

Wen Ruan bit her lip and said in a complicated tone, "I guess we know each other. Glimmer Coffee is one of our company's clients, and the plan I'm currently working on is the marketing of Glimmer Coffee's new product category."

She was naturally familiar with Xie Shuyu; the proposal she had spearheaded had already been rejected twice.

"It's a new baked goods product, right?" Tang Song asked in surprise. "Perfect timing, I'm currently developing this new feature for the Glimmer Coffee Mini Program."

"Yes." Wen Ruan nodded gently, biting her lower lip.

It must be admitted that they are indeed quite destined for each other.

The two leaned against the gym equipment and chatted about Glimmer Coffee, quickly becoming acquainted.

I admired her Wen Ruan, explosively beautiful figure for a while.

Tang Song had no choice but to look away and said in a dry voice, "Um, how about Sister Wen Ruan gives me some guidance on fitness? It's really my first time here, and I don't know anything about it."

He's feeling very hot right now, especially in his lower abdomen, and he's worried about embarrassing himself.

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Wenru raised her eyebrows Wen Ruan and said, "Okay, how much time do you plan to dedicate to exercising each day?"

"One hour."

Are there any muscle groups you'd like to focus on training?

Tang Song looked at Wen Ruan's Wen Ruan face and smiled, "What part of a man's body do you prefer to have well-developed muscles?"

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at his crotch.

Startled, Tang Song quickly bent down and tightened his shoelaces, thinking that she had discovered something amiss.

Wen Ruan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then let's work on our abs first. I remember you told me on WeChat that you wanted to have abs. Your body fat percentage is between 18-19%. If you want to see results, guys need to lower it to below 17."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you with your guidance, Ms. Wen Ruan. I'll treat you to a meal later as a private tutoring fee."

"Hmph, a private tutor of my caliber would cost at least three or four hundred per session. You think you can just pay me with a meal?" Wen Ruan winked at him.

This is no joke. The gym owner personally invited her to be his personal trainer, offering very generous terms.

After all, her figure and appearance speak for themselves.

"If one meal isn't enough, then keep treating me, I don't mind."

"Haha, that's so generous."

Wen Ruan patted his back and pointed to the equipment not far away, saying, "For beginners, it is difficult to master one part if you only train it, because physical strength and endurance are limited and the supercompensation period is short."

I'll send you a training plan later. Train two body parts each day, doing about 16 sets in total, which should take about an hour.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Tang Song nodded vigorously.

When Wen Ruan gets into workout mode, she exudes a different kind of charm that is very captivating.

Over the next twenty minutes, under Wen Ruan's guidance, Tang Song learned about and practiced several commonly used pieces of equipment in the gym.

1:20 PM.

Wen Ruan said Wen Ruan, "It's time for work, I need to change and go home."

"See you tomorrow?" Tang Song was a little reluctant to part. With a fitness coach like this, he didn't feel bored at all, and even enjoyed it.

Wen Ruan smiled softly, "See you tomorrow. I don't go to the gym every day; my body can't handle it."

"The day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow is the weekend, and the weather is nice, so I'm going out for a bike ride."

"Uh, okay then." Tang Song had a bit of a toothache.

Wen Ruan squeezed his shoulder and encouraged him, "Keep it up, I'm waiting for you to become a muscular hunk. Today you can start by working on your abs and shoulders, using the four sets of exercises I just taught you, 8-10 reps per set, you can finish in an hour."

"Okay, thank you, Ms. Wen Ruan!"

Wen Ruan's eyes flickered, and she said playfully, "I don't like being called 'teacher.' From now on, call me 'sister.'"

"Okay, thank you, Sister Wen Ruan."

"My little brother is so good." Wen Ruan smile appeared on her lips as she waved and said, "Bye-bye~"

Bye-bye~

Looking at her voluptuous back and her swaying peach-shaped buttocks, Tang Song said goodbye with reluctance.