Seriously, sir? You can even pursue a professor?

The two arrived at the park's makeshift equipment area. Ruan Hongzhuang walked to a horizontal bar, first slightly bent her knees to move her ankles, and then turned to the side to press her legs down.

Tang Zheng glanced at her and thought, "Aunt Ruan's legs are almost longer than my life."

When Tang Zheng arrived at the horizontal bar, he tried to imitate the movement and started to stretch his legs to the side. His movements were clumsy and stiff. He hadn't stretched his legs down much before he felt a pulling pain in his groin.

After a while, Ruan Hongzhuang next to her changed her posture again. She supported herself with both hands on the horizontal bar, bent over and pressed her waist down. The morning light fell on her body, outlining her soft but not weak contours. Every undulation revealed a just-right beauty.

Tang Zheng followed suit and did the same.

"hiss……"

A sudden, excruciating pain shot through his right calf, causing his muscles to tense up abruptly, making him gasp in pain.

"What's wrong?" He stopped stretching, walked over, and squatted down to look at his leg. "A cramp?"

"Hmm." Tang Zheng felt his calves were hard and painful, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ruan Hongzhuang squatted down, her gaze falling on his calf. She reached out and gently touched it, saying, "Don't move." Then she raised her hand and placed it on his calf.

Her hands were soft, her palms slightly warm, and her fingertips gently pressed against his stiff muscles, massaging them slowly with just the right amount of pressure.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from her, mingled with the freshness of the morning dew, lingering around Tang Zheng's nose.

"Relax, don't tense your muscles." Ruan Hongzhuang glanced at him, her palms still kneading slowly. "You don't exercise much, and your muscles can't adapt to running for so long all of a sudden."

"Mm," Tang Zheng replied, looking at her.

The warm touch spread from his palm, bringing a strange tingling sensation that made his breathing quicken.

Ruan Hongzhuang rubbed his calf for about two minutes, gradually increasing the pressure, and then gently pinched it, asking, "Are you feeling better?"

Tang Zheng tried moving his calves; the soreness had mostly disappeared, leaving only a slight numbness: "Hmm, much better, thank you, Aunt Ruan."

Ruan Hongzhuang stood up, returned to her previous position, and continued stretching.

A morning breeze blew by, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers. Ruan Hongzhuang walked to the side and continued doing the remaining stretching exercises, her ponytail swaying gently behind her head.

The sunlight fell on her, coating her with a warm golden halo.

Tang Zheng stood to the side, moved his still slightly numb calves, and glanced at her.

……

When the two returned home, the living room was still quiet; his older sister was probably still fast asleep.

Tang Zheng went to the coffee table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Ruan Hongzhuang, then poured one for himself.

Tang Zheng finished the water in his glass in one gulp, sat down on the sofa, and said, "Aunt Ruan, you go take a shower first. I'll rest for a while and then shower."

"Mm." Ruan Hongzhuang did not refuse, put the water glass back on the coffee table, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

As she walked, Ruan Hongzhuang casually untied her hair tie, letting her long, thick, black hair fall down. A few strands clung to her sweaty neck and cheeks, adding a touch of rare languid charm.

Soon, Ruan Hongzhuang reappeared in the living room, carrying a set of clean clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of dripping water could be heard, especially clear in the quiet living room.

Tang Zheng glanced subconsciously toward the restroom and suddenly felt a bit hot and his throat was dry.

He poured himself another glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, then picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

About twenty minutes later, the sound of water stopped. A little while later, the bathroom door opened, and steaming heat rushed out first, followed by Ruan Hongzhuang walking out.

Upon hearing the sound, Tang Zheng instinctively turned his gaze in that direction.

She changed into a light beige loungewear set, her hair wrapped in a dry towel. The soft fabric was slightly damp from the not-quite-drying moisture, and some parts clung to her body, vaguely outlining her curves.

Her neckline was slightly open due to her updo, revealing a small section of her delicate collarbone and the graceful lines of her neck. Her skin was radiant and had a moist sheen after a shower.

She was still wearing cute bunny slippers, but the socks were gone, revealing her fair, white feet, and the red nail polish on her toenails looked particularly tempting.

"Go wash up." Ruan Hongzhuang sat down on the sofa and poured herself a glass of water.

After a shower, her skin had a light pinkish hue, like a freshly peeled egg, moist and translucent. Her cheeks were flushed with the afterglow of the shower, and the coolness in her eyes was softened by the gentle steam, adding a touch of languor.

The refreshing scent of bath gel mixed with the subtle fragrance of shampoo wafted towards me.

"Hmm." Tang Zheng paused for a moment before responding.

Tang Zheng went back to his bedroom to get a change of clothes, then entered the bathroom. The moment he closed the door behind him, a rich fragrance filled his nostrils, mixed with the lingering steam in the bathroom.

He casually placed his clothes on the sink, quickly stripped off his sweat-soaked workout clothes, turned on the shower, and felt the cool water flow down, which was very comfortable.

Tang Zheng wiped the water off his face and turned to get the shampoo from the shelf. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a laundry bag in the corner of the sink—it contained Ruan Hongzhuang's clothes that she had just changed out of. It was slightly open, with a section of pale purple lace peeking out, soft and delicate, with intricate patterns.

The purple hue stood out starkly against the white washbasin. Tang Zheng's gaze paused for half a second, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily, and a surge of heat rose from the depths of his heart once more.

He looked away, reached out and turned on the showerhead, lowering the water temperature. Tang Zheng closed his eyes, letting the cool water splash on his body, but the fleeting glimpse he had just seen flashed through his mind uncontrollably.

And the subtle curves beneath the light beige loungewear, the pale collarbone at the neckline, and the striking red on her bare feet…

This young body really can't withstand the slightest teasing.