Yuanyuan's Legs, Brother Feng Can Touch

Ai Yuanyuan had insomnia.

So did Zhang Yuanwang.

In the middle of the night, the sounds from next door started up again, lasting for a long time.

The sounds rose and fell, melodious and moving.

Ai Yuanyuan really wanted to sleep, but Zhang Yuanwang couldn't get up.

He drifted off to sleep and at seven in the morning, it started again.

"Is the gap between people really this big?"

Ai Yuanyuan suspected that everything she had experienced and heard in this life was fake.

Zhang Yuanwang was already too self-conscious to speak.

He could only pretend to be asleep to numb himself.

Thirty minutes ago, Meng Qingyuan woke up early to practice the latter half of "Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night."

Luo Feng had no choice but to wake up.

"The body recovers so fast, no wonder she's a fitness coach."

Luo Feng had already been very restrained last night; after all, it was the first time, and there needed to be an adaptation period.

He hadn't expected that Meng Qingyuan would be the one to ignite the battle this morning.

Just as Luo Feng prepared to take command of the battlefield.

Meng Qingyuan looked up at him.

"Brother Feng, wait for me for a moment, I'm going to change my clothes."

The collar of her pajamas wasn't pulled up, her seductive eyes were like silk.

Five minutes later.

Meng Qingyuan walked out wearing a flight attendant uniform.

She had on black stockings.

"Brother Feng, my legs are actually quite nice too," Meng Qingyuan said with a smile.

Yesterday, Luo Feng had looked at Ai Yuanyuan so many times, and hadn't been secretive about it.

She saw it, remembered it, and was retaliating in another way.

Luo Feng nodded.

Her bust and astonishing waist-to-hip ratio, coupled with those long, straight legs, were indeed beautiful and useful.

"Flight attendant, I'm feeling a bit unwell. Can you help me with it?"

Luo Feng immediately started role-playing.

"Esteemed passenger, please wait a moment."

Meng Qingyuan, in high heels, walked over to Luo Feng, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and crouched down.

"Thank you. I didn't expect flight attendant service to be this good."

"Serving our customers is what we should do."

Anyone who has flown knows that during severe turbulence, the plane will bounce up and down, with significant undulations.

At that time, people become very tense, their bodies even stiff, afraid to move.

It's a normal human reaction.

You can only wait for the turbulence to stop, and then the plane returns to normal.

Luo Feng, with his hands supporting himself on the mattress behind him, slowly exhaled.

The simulation of the tense and exciting experience of being a passenger on a plane during severe turbulence had finally ended.

Just as Meng Qingyuan thought the role-playing simulation was over, she saw Luo Feng's body stiffen again, and was utterly shocked.

"Brother Feng, this..."

Meng Qingyuan found it unbelievable. Although she hadn't experienced it before, she had heard of it.

Logically speaking, this should be a time for relaxation, not for still being this... tense and stiff.

"Let's change positions."

Luo Feng patted Meng Qingyuan's butt and said.

Meng Qingyuan supported herself with her hands on the bed, her rear end raised high...

The sun was high in the sky.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Luo Feng finished washing up and changed into new clothes.

Standing in front of the mirror, Luo Feng noticed he had gotten thinner again, his stomach no longer noticeable.

Training day and night yielded exceptional results.

Ding!

Detected Host's Body Fat Percentage decrease by 1%, current Body Fat Percentage is 22%.

Reward: 200,000 yuan.

The System's prompt tone sounded.

Luo Feng looked at the Character Panel.

Host: Luo Feng
Age: 32
Height: 175cm
Weight: 81KG
Wealth: 12.12 million
Physique: 70

Excellent, his weight was about to drop below 160, and his Physique had reached 70.

He tucked Meng Qingyuan, who was still fast asleep, in with the blanket, then gently opened the door and walked out.

Ai Yuanyuan didn't wake up until nine. By then, no one was beside her. Zhang Yuanwang, after all, was still an employee and had left for work at eight.

After putting on her uniform, she tied the belt Luo Feng had given her yesterday, inexplicably feeling her aura had elevated a notch.

By the time she finished getting ready, it was already ten in the morning.

As she walked out the door, she saw the elevator doors closing.

"Hey, wait for me~"

She quickly rushed into the elevator as a hand stopped the doors.

"Brother Feng!"

Ai Yuanyuan exclaimed in surprise, realizing it was Luo Feng in the elevator, and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Morning."

Luo Feng scanned her from head to toe.

She was wearing a flight attendant uniform and had applied exquisite natural-looking makeup.

Standing a little over 1.7 meters tall, with high heels, she was slightly taller than him.

Her long legs were clad in black stockings, straight and slender.

Being stared at intently by Luo Feng made her a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Feng, I didn't see Qingyuan. Did she go to work?"

She tried to break the awkward atmosphere and found a topic.

"Still sleeping," Luo Feng replied.

"Huh?"

She must have been really tired. But then why didn't Brother Feng look at all listless?

They say there's no field too tough to plow, only bulls that die from exhaustion, right?

"Why isn't your fiancé with you?" Luo Feng asked casually.

"He goes to work earlier than me. My flight today is at noon."

The elevator had reached the third floor by then.

Ai Yuanyuan thought about how she would soon part ways with Luo Feng and felt a pang of reluctance. On impulse, she blurted out, "Brother Feng, would it be convenient for you to take me to the airport?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Ai Yuanyuan regretted it.

The airport was more than ten kilometers away, taking about half an hour.

She had no sense of boundaries at all!

Would Brother Feng think she had ulterior motives?

"Brother Feng, just kidding..."

She wanted to backtrack.

"Sure."

Luo Feng had nothing else to do. He could go to the Gym Center anytime; it wasn't like he was punching a clock.

Besides, an invitation from a tall, leggy flight attendant was hard to refuse.

Perhaps something interesting would happen.

Ai Yuanyuan's heart was beating a little fast; she felt she was being presumptuous and not reserved enough.

But at this point, she was committed, so she decided to just go with it.

After getting into the car.

Ai Yuanyuan pressed her legs together and sat up straight.

In this posture, her short skirt only covered a third of her thighs.

Luo Feng couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

Then he asked directly, "Your height, is it considered tall among flight attendants?"

"Uh, yes, most are between 1.65 and 1.7 meters. I'm 1.73 meters."

"Then it's about what I thought. Yesterday, when I saw your legs were so long, I figured you were a bit taller than me."

"No way, I was just wearing high heels. Besides, Brother Feng is burly, so he doesn't look that tall."

Once you have money, even being fat can be called burly.

Luo Feng found it quite amusing.

He set the destination, the navigation started, and the car set off.

"Seeing your legs made me think of a video."

"What video?"

"When driving a BMW, you can touch the thighs of the beautiful passenger next to you; when driving a luxury car like a Porsche or Ferrari, the beautiful passenger will proactively pull your hand over and place it on her lap..."

"But when driving a domestic car, if you reach out, the passenger will move her legs away to the other side."

"At the time, I thought, 'Damn, that's so realistic.'"

"Haha."

Luo Feng finished speaking and chuckled twice.

He had expected Ai Yuanyuan to laugh along, but there was no reaction at all.

Silence filled the car.

Luo Feng was puzzled. It seemed his joke had been a complete failure.

Just as he was thinking about how to break the silence, a voice as small as a mosquito's buzz sounded.

"Brother Feng, if you want to touch... I won't move away..."