124: Chapter 123 The New Gym Instructor

"Ugh—" Su Bai couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Lin Qiaoyou was sitting entirely on his waist, not daring to move.

She felt the muscles in his waist tense up beneath her bottom, hard as a rock.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she hurriedly explained, "S-sorry!" She scrambled to get up, "I didn't mean to—"

"It's fine." Su Bai's voice was very calm, even carrying a hint of a smile, "Very elastic."

Lin Qiaoyou's movements froze.

Her face turned even redder, as if it were about to burn up.

She sat on his waist, not daring to move, unsure whether to get up or keep sitting there.

His body heat transferred through his thin trousers, warm and scalding, making her heart race.

"Let's... stop here for today." Su Bai turned over and said.

Lin Qiaoyou felt as if she had been granted amnesty; she quickly climbed off him and stood by the sofa, at a loss for what to do.

"T-then I'll go back to my room first."

She turned and ran, but after two steps, she doubled back to grab the throw pillow on the sofa. Clutching it to her chest, she ran to her bedroom door, pushed it open, slipped inside, and slammed the door shut with a "bang."

Su Bai sat up from the sofa and stretched his waist.

Although Lin Qiaoyou didn't have much technique, her body was soft, and it actually felt quite comfortable when she stepped on him.

He leaned back on the sofa, picked up his phone, and idly scrolled through it.

Before long, Lin Qiaoyou came out of her room.

Carrying a pile of clothes in her arms, she walked to the laundry room on the balcony, placed the clothes next to the washing machine, and then poked her head out to ask Su Bai, "Xiaobai, do you have any clothes that need washing?"

Su Bai thought for a moment, "Yes, they're draped over the chair in my room."

Lin Qiaoyou subconsciously walked toward his room.

She pushed the door open, went inside, picked them up from the chair, clutched them to her chest, walked out of his room, and headed toward the laundry room on the balcony.

With nothing better to do, Su Bai thought for a moment and decided to go to the Gym.

He picked up his jacket from the sofa and headed out, "Sister Qiaoyou, I'm going out to the Gym."

"Oh, oh, okay!"

The Gym was not far from the residential complex, a five-minute walk.

When Su Bai pushed the door open and entered, the Round-faced girl at the front desk saw him and smiled, her eyes crinkling into slits.

"Mr. Su! You're here again!"

Su Bai nodded.

The Front desk girl put down the registration form in her hand and looked at Su Bai with a slightly troubled expression, "Mr. Su, Sister Ai Mei is taking a day off today. Would you like me to arrange another personal trainer for you? We have several other very good coaches here..."

Just as Su Bai was about to say he didn't need one, a voice chimed in from the side.

"Is this a new member?" The voice was crisp, with a slight Southern accent.

Su Bai turned his head.

A pretty girl was standing at the entrance of the corridor.

She wore a high ponytail and a white camisole, its thin straps resting on her collarbones. The neckline wasn't low, but the fabric was very thin, and the outline of her underwear could be vaguely seen underneath.

Below, she wore black yoga shorts, very short, just covering the tops of her thighs, exposing her entire legs—long and straight, with fleshy thighs, slender calves, and round kneecaps.

On her feet were a pair of white sneakers with very short socks that just covered her ankles.

Her face was small, her features delicate. It wasn't a flashy beauty, but rather a clean, pure kind of beauty, like someone who had just walked out of school.

Her eyes were large, with distinct whites and pupils, and her eyelashes were long. Her lips were a natural pink, without lipstick.

She looked at Su Bai, her gaze shifting from his face to his body. A glimmer flashed in her eyes—the instinctive light one gets when seeing something good-looking.

The Front desk girl quickly introduced, "Coach Han, this is Mr. Su. He's not a new member; he's one of our VIPs."

"His coach is Sister Ai Mei, but Sister Ai Mei is taking a day off today."

She paused and said to Su Bai, "Coach Han is our new intern, a college graduate from a sports academy. Her work... her technique is very good."

When Han Xiaoxiao heard the words "technique is very good," her ears turned red. She glared at the Front desk girl before turning to Su Bai and extending her hand.

"Hello, my name is Han Xiaoxiao. Sister Ai Mei is my mentor. Since she's not here today, I'll take over for her."

Su Bai shook her hand; it was very soft, and her palm was slightly damp—she was nervous.

"Su Bai. Sorry for the trouble today," he said.

Han Xiaoxiao nodded, withdrew her hand, and turned to walk toward the locker room, "Follow me, let's get changed first."

Su Bai followed behind her.

Her ponytail swayed back and forth behind her head. The black yoga shorts hugged her buttocks, round and firm, and subtle muscle lines could be seen as she walked.

When he came out after changing, Han Xiaoxiao was already waiting in the warm-up area.

She was standing next to a yoga mat, hands on her hips, doing side stretches. Her white camisole was pulled up, revealing a section of her waist.

Her waist was very slim, without an ounce of fat, and her skin was very fair, glowing under the lights.

Seeing Su Bai come out, she straightened up and walked over.

"Let's warm up first." Her tone was more natural than before, not as nervous, "Since you're Sister Ai Mei's member, you must have a foundation. But you can't skip the warm-up, otherwise, it's easy to get injured."

She patted the yoga mat, "Lie down, let me help you stretch first."

Su Bai lay down, and Han Xiaoxiao knelt beside him, lifted one of his legs, and pushed it upward.

Her strength was much greater than she looked; as expected of a sports academy graduate, she was very professional.

His leg was pushed until it was almost perpendicular to the floor, and he felt his hamstrings stretched very tight.

Han Xiaoxiao lowered her head, looking intently at his leg, counting out loud.

Her face was very close to his, so close that he could see the fine sweat on her forehead and smell her fragrance.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's alright."

Han Xiaoxiao nodded and switched to the other leg.

She was very serious when doing the stretches; every movement was done properly, and every angle was precisely calibrated.

Her fingers pressed on his calves, feeling the tension in his muscles, then she adjusted the angle and pushed again.

The warm-up and stretching took fifteen minutes, much more meticulous than Amy's.

When Su Bai sat up from the yoga mat, he felt as if all his joints had been loosened up, like a car that had just finished maintenance.

Han Xiaoxiao stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "Let's go to the treadmill for a ten-minute brisk walk to get your heart rate up." She pointed to the treadmill in the corner.

Su Bai walked up to it, adjusted the speed, and began to walk briskly.

Han Xiaoxiao stood beside him, arms crossed over her chest, watching the numbers on the treadmill.

Her white camisole was slightly transparent under the lights. From Su Bai's angle, he could see her side profile—her chest was perky, her waist was slim, and her buttocks were shapely.

He looked away and continued walking.

Ten minutes later, Su Bai got off the treadmill, covered in a light sheen of sweat.

Han Xiaoxiao handed him a towel, which he took to wipe himself off.

"What do you want to train today?"

Su Bai looked at her, watching the outline of her perky chest beneath the white camisole, "Let's train... chest."

Han Xiaoxiao followed his gaze and looked down at herself, her face turning slightly red.

She turned around and walked toward the equipment area, "Then let's start with dumbbell Bench Press, follow me."