One in the afternoon.
State Security Family Housing, Xu Family.
Five minutes...
Ten minutes...
Half an hour...
In the small room, Dong Xuebin lay flat on his back on the floor, gasping for breath. He was exhausted. He could not even remember how many times Xu Yan had thrown him, only that it had been a lot. His butt, arms—everything was starting to hurt. Looking up at Big Sister Xu, who was also standing there resting, Dong Xuebin could not help but laugh bitterly. Xu Yan looked far too misleading: she appeared to be a soft, gentle middle-aged beauty. Who would have thought that once she made a move, she would be so swift and decisive, steady, precise, and skillful? Even someone who had practiced martial arts for years might not have been a match for Big Sister Xu.
"Say, Sister Xu—Aunt Xu." Dong Xuebin could not hold on anymore. "Can we take a break?"
Xu Yan smiled. "You're done already? It's only been a little while."
That made Dong Xuebin blush again. Who said I was done? Why did that sound so awkward? Besides, my dear big sister, for the past half hour you've done nothing but throw me around. You're fine, but can I take it? Why don't you let me throw you a few times and see how you like it!
Dong Xuebin stood up, clutching his waist. "With us throwing each other around like this, will the people downstairs be okay?"
"No one lives downstairs."
Xu Yan was slightly out of breath as well, and she had worked up quite a sweat. Some areas of her tight pants were darker from perspiration. Her light-colored T-shirt was blotched dark and light with dampness, the fabric over her lower abdomen already clinging tightly to her flesh. Beads of