CM - 19

Gym.

Zhou Shuirong changed into her workout clothes and had just emerged from the changing room when her fitness coach walked towards her, smiling: “You’re here.”

“Mm.”

The coach said: “I have a new member. I’ll go to the front desk to hand him over, show him around, and then come find you. You can start with some cardio, or do two sets of burpees. I’ll guide you with weights later.”

Zhou Shuirong braided her hair as she listened, finally agreeing with a nod.

After they parted ways, the coach turned back to look at her, his mind still on her beautiful glutes, chest, and her perfect shoulders and collarbones. A physique like that would rank high even in their gym, which wasn’t lacking in celebrities. This girl was incredibly disciplined, a rare sight.

Zhou Shuirong ran for about three songs’ worth of time. The coach returned with his new member. When she saw him, her last shred of good mood for the day vanished.

Shen Tingwen.

The coach was about to introduce them: “You two are my only members, so let’s not be bound by formalities. Get to know each other.”

Shen Tingwen was wearing a sleeveless, fitted vest, his abs visible through it, and that Gothic-style full-sleeve tattoo was exposed. If it weren’t for his fair skin and handsome face, he truly looked like a bad person.

Zhou Shuirong recalled the time she was led by the nose by him, it was utterly humiliating.

Shen Tingwen extended his hand to Zhou Shuirong: “Hello, my name is Shen Tingwen. I’m in your class.”

The coach raised an eyebrow at that: “You two know each other?”

Zhou Shuirong still preferred the ‘little useless thing’ version of him. She found this version, with his intimidating aura and confident eyes, utterly repulsive: “Don’t know him. I don’t usually know much about dog breeds.”

The coach was stunned. Damn, are they enemies?

Shen Tingwen didn’t get angry. He said to the coach: “Weren’t you supposed to go out for something?”

The coach did have something to attend to and had originally planned to go after class, but since his member was so understanding, he complied. He went to take care of his business first: “So you two will work out on your own?”

“Mm.”

After the coach left, Zhou Shuirong continued running. Shen Tingwen walked to the treadmill, leaned on the control panel, and faced her: “We have the same coach. You started earlier than me, so I should call you ‘senior’ (referring to a female senior student/member), right?”

Zhou Shuirong put on her headphones.

“Senior, can you show me around here?”

Zhou Shuirong remembered that people from Guoda High School said Shen Tingwen was a man of few words. How come he couldn’t be quiet around her? Did he have two faces? Oh, right, he did have two faces; he could even pretend to be a little useless thing to gain sympathy.

The more she thought, the more annoyed she became. She stopped running. Home!

She went to the restroom first, then to change clothes. As she pushed open her changing room door, she saw a naked body and froze.

The changing rooms in this gym were individual cubicles, requiring a chip bracelet to lock. Zhou Shuirong saw one door ajar and thought it was empty, but fate played a cruel joke on her.

The naked person turned and looked at her with an equal degree of surprise. Fearing she would scream, he pulled her into the changing room, pushed her against the wall, and covered her mouth.

Zhou Shuirong tried to pry his hand off but couldn’t. She bit him, finally making him retract his hand. The moment her mouth was free, she burst out swearing: “Are you f*cking insane, Shen Tingwen?! Why didn’t you lock the door?! And you’re not even wearing clothes! Who the hell are you trying to seduce?!”

Shen Tingwen’s hand couldn’t stop her mouth, so he used his own mouth, swallowing her remaining curses.

Zhou Shuirong felt her adrenaline surge to her head. Shen Tingwen even stuck out his tongue. Did he want to die?!

Someone outside heard the commotion and walked over: “What’s going on? What happened?”

To protect Zhou Shuirong, Shen Tingwen cupped her thighs, lifting her so her feet dangled, preventing outsiders from seeing them. Only then did he reply: “Nothing, my phone rang.”

The person outside didn’t think much of it and left.

Zhou Shuirong was still in a state of shock, her hands unconsciously resting on Shen Tingwen’s shoulders, maintaining her position hanging from him.

Shen Tingwen held her butt, whispering in her ear: “They’re gone.”

Zhou Shuirong spun around abruptly, quickly jumping off him. Seeing him still naked, she covered her eyes and continued cursing: “Do you have a death wish?”

Shen Tingwen put on his clothes and said, “You didn’t knock.”

“Then why didn’t you lock the door? You stripped naked and didn’t lock the door, and you’re blaming me for not knocking? Are you sick?”

“How was I supposed to know you’d peep?”

“You’re full of shit! Who the hell wants to peep at you?! What’s so great about you to look at?!”

Shen Tingwen’s lips curved: “You were staring at that part of me for a long time just now. How do you explain that?”

Zhou Shuirong stopped arguing with him and turned to leave.