Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 92

Chapter 92: Inside the Gym

Wei Zhi cupped her face, smacking her lips as she finished the last White Rabbit milk candy with a numb expression. Somehow, she couldn't taste the candy's flavor anymore.

Her mouth and nose were filled with her boyfriend's scent—fragrant and enticing.

Even more appealing than the White Rabbit candy.

As noon approached, the gym grew busier, with one or two people at each piece of equipment.

Some were focused on lifting weights, while some young women's gazes darted around as bees attracted to honey, sneaking glances in this direction between each lift—

As if looking this way was a natural part of their exercise routine.

But Wei Zhi understood them.

At this moment, Shan Chong had removed his shirt, his bare upper body on display.

Sunlight streamed in from outside as if to highlight how sweat droplets rolled over his swollen, blood-filled pectoral muscles...

The surgical scar on the man's back, accentuated by his muscles and sweat, suddenly transformed from melodramatic to edgy.

The end of the scar disappeared into his pants, and countless gazes followed the glistening beads of sweat as they rolled over the scar and vanished into the waistband—

The key to maintaining the excitement in a relationship isn't money.

Luxury goods are endless, and diamonds and gold can't be eaten.

From age ten to eighty, a woman's girlish heart can beat forever...

It only beats tirelessly and wildly for a beautiful man.

Wei Zhi sat nearby, resting her chin on one hand, watching as the man finished a set of leg exercises.

He stepped off the machine, his long legs hitting the ground with a soft thud.

He stood up and walked towards her.

Wei Zhi reached for the mineral water bottle beside her and handed it to him.

Under the surprised and envious gazes of those around them, the man naturally took the water and drank half the bottle in one go.

"Slow down," she said.

"Don't choke."

The gazes directed at her were as scorching as X-rays, but she felt that even walking the opening of a Victoria's Secret fashion show with a Hermès Himalaya Birkin couldn't compare to this moment...

In school, when the girlfriend of the most popular boy handed him a towel at the sports meet, making everyone jealous—seven or eight years later, she was living that moment.

And she suddenly understood that girl's feelings—

It was, of course, exhilarating.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, but she remained silent.

At this moment, the sweat-drenched man squatted down next to her, his hands naturally resting on his knees.

Water dripped from his fingertips...

From a position slightly lower than hers, he tilted his head up to look at her and asked, "Should I put my shirt back on?"

"Why?" she asked.

"You've been sitting in that chair, your eyes darting around, making eye contact with how many people who've been checking out your boyfriend?"

Shan Chong looked at her, his tone hinting at amusement.