My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 55 Good Dog!

Two days later, the courier arrived.

Several cardboard boxes of different sizes were piled up in the center of the living room. Chen Xiaomiao circled around them like a curious kitten.

"Lu Yuan, are these the things you were talking about?"

“Yes.” Lu Yuan was using a knife to cut open the tape: “Let’s take a look.”

Chen Xiaomiao immediately squatted down and helped take the items out one by one.

A pair of pinkish iron lumps, a soft cushion that can be rolled up, several colorful long rubber bands, and a... flat, folded, huge soft leather.

She picked up the pair of pink metal lumps, weighed them in her hand, and unconsciously frowned.

"So light?"

Chen Xiaomiao turned to look at Lu Yuan and asked incredulously, "What can this thing be used for training? It doesn't even look as heavy as our rolling pin."

Lu Yuan tossed the air pump in his hand to her: "Fill up that big balloon first."

Chen Xiaomiao took the air pump with some skepticism and, following Lu Yuan's instructions, inserted the nozzle into the air hole of the huge rubber sheet and began pumping air in.

Lu Yuan then spread out the brand-new yoga mat and clapped his hands: "Alright, come over here and warm up first."

"warm up?"

Chen Xiaomiao stopped what she was doing, looking puzzled: "Why do we need to warm up before doing any work? When we used to work in the fields, we would just pick up a hoe and get to work."

Lu Yuan straightened his face and said seriously, "Stop talking nonsense. If you don't stretch properly, you'll get a muscle cramp later, and you'll be crying."

Seeing his serious expression, Chen Xiaomiao dared not say anything more and obediently stood over, imitating him as he rotated his wrists and ankles.

The idiot thought they were playing some new game, so he excitedly came over and circled around their legs, wagging his tail like a rattle.

"Next, high knees, lift your knees as high as possible, slowly, feel the power in your thighs..."

"Leg press in a lunge position, making sure your back leg is straight, and press your body down..."

"Alright, that's enough warm-up. Let's start with the basics."

Lu Yuan had Chen Xiaomiao stand on the yoga mat, while he stood in front of her to demonstrate.

"Watch closely, this is called a squat. Keep your back straight, sit back as if you're sitting on a bench, squat down until your thighs are parallel to the ground."

Chen Xiaomiao mimicked him, her body stiffening as she sank downwards.

"No, no, your knees shouldn't go past your toes."

Lu Yuan stepped forward, reached out to support her waist, and gently pressed his other hand on her knee.

"Yes, I feel a force pulling me backward from behind... a little lower... hey, that's it!"

The two were very close, and they could clearly smell each other's scent.

Chen Xiaomiao's cheeks flushed instantly, and heat rushed to her ears. She could clearly feel the temperature of Lu Yuan's palm, which burned her heart even through the thin fabric of her clothes.

"I...I feel like this posture is really weird..."

She muttered to herself, her eyes darting around, but she didn't dare look at Lu Yuan.

"Don't get distracted." Lu Yuan casually withdrew his hand and took a step back: "Find your own rhythm, start with ten."

Chen Xiaomiao steadied herself, gritted her teeth, and squatted down one by one. Although her movements were still a bit clumsy, they were at least starting to look the part.

After finishing ten, she supported herself on her knees, her face flushed, and she was slightly out of breath.

"Lu Yuan, does squatting like this a few times really work?"

"Don't worry..." Lu Yuan rolled the yoga ball in front of her: "Come on, next activity."

How do you practice this?

"Sit on it first, try to keep your balance, and don't fall off."

Chen Xiaomiao looked at the wobbly ball and felt a chill in her heart. She carefully moved over and slowly sat down on it.

"oops!"

The ball wobbled, and she immediately screamed, flailing her arms and legs wildly in the air like a landlubber who had fallen into the water.

Lu Yuan quickly supported her: "Don't panic, use your waist and abdomen to keep your balance!"

Suddenly, the idiot who had been watching from the sidelines couldn't contain himself any longer. He shouted excitedly and charged forward, slamming his big head into the yoga ball with a "Duang!"

"what--!"

Chen Xiaomiao felt a sudden emptiness beneath her and fell backward.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yuan almost instinctively took a big step forward, stretched out his long arm, and steadily scooped Chen Xiaomiao into his arms.

The expected pain did not come, and the back of my head did not make intimate contact with the cold floor.

Chen Xiaomiao lay in Lu Yuan's warm and firm chest, instinctively clutching the fabric of his clothes. Her eyes were wide open in shock, her heart pounding, whether from fright or something else, she didn't know.

He immediately jumped up and angrily pointed at the culprit who was still rubbing the ball with his head.

"You idiot! You good-for-nothing, are you trying to rebel?!"

Chen Xiaomiao grabbed the dog's ear, but didn't dare to really pull hard, so she just shook its head in a threatening manner: "Are you itching for a beating? If you keep causing trouble, I'll take your food bowl off tonight!"

The idiot was so dizzy from being shaken around that his tongue was hanging out, and he looked at his mistress with an innocent expression.

Even after Chen Xiaomiao finished training the dog, the heat on her face hadn't subsided, and she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet.

"I'm not practicing anymore!"

She patted imaginary dust off her trousers and muttered to herself, "Look, it's almost dark. I'd better go cook for you. We can talk about practicing tomorrow..."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Lu Yuan's reply. She quickly packed up a bunch of things and fled to the kitchen, muttering to herself.

When the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, Lu Yuan squatted down and pinched the dog's head.

The fool thought he was about to get scolded again, so he shrank his head down.

"Well done."

Lu Yuan scratched the dog's chin, his tone full of praise: "You did a great job today, I'll give you an extra chicken leg tonight."

Upon hearing this, Erbaiwu's ears immediately perked up, his tail wagged even more enthusiastically, and he raised his head and let out two "woofs," as if to say—"It's a deal."

(End of this chapter)