First Attempt

"Pull in your stomach...

"Bend forward..."

Ning Qing followed along with the television.

Chen Shu watched with great interest.

Qingqing had such a great figure.

I sure had an eye for beauty.

At one point, he noticed Qingqing glance at him, but she paid him no mind and kept changing poses.

What a treat.

A faint sound came from behind him.

Chen Shu turned to see that the young girl had quietly brought him a chair and placed it behind him. Then she silently went back upstairs.

"Hmm..."

His future sister-in-law was almost too thoughtful.

Chen Shu sat down to enjoy the view.

His future sister-in-law never came to disturb him. She only came down once to refill her glass, silent and looking straight ahead.

About fifteen minutes later.

Ning Qing stood, turned off the television, rolled up the yoga mat, and walked over to Chen Shu.

"Enjoy the view?"

"Done already?" Chen Shu sounded skeptical. "That's all? Does such a short workout even do anything?"

"..."

"All right, all right. It was great..."

As Chen Shu spoke, his gaze roamed over Qingqing. He rarely saw her wearing so little, or anything so tight. Every curve of her body was on display. She would never dress like that at a gym or martial arts hall, only at home, so even he seldom got to see it.

The fabric of her top and pants looked so stretchy, with barely a thread between it and her skin, that he could not help reaching out to touch it.

Smack!

"!?" Chen Shu snatched his hand back. "What's the big deal? Once I marry you, I'll make you wear this every day and touch you every day! No outfit, no dinner!"

"..."

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To change."

"Don't! There's no one else