Cry louder, I can't hear you.

Shen Suwei walked around the horizontal bar, stood behind her, and stopped.

Yun Qiao couldn't see what he was doing. After a few seconds, she was starting to get impatient when a warm body suddenly pressed against her back, and a pair of hands gripped her waist.

His body temperature could be clearly felt through the thin fabric of his sportswear.

Yun Qiao instinctively shrank back.

"Don't move."

His voice came down from above her head, deep and slightly warm, brushing against her ear.

Yunqiao felt a little itchy.

"itch……"

He didn't say anything, but tightened his grip on her waist slightly and lifted her up forcefully.

Yun Qiao was caught off guard by being lifted up and exclaimed in surprise.

Then I heard him remind me: "Grip the pole."

Yunqiao realized what was happening and quickly went to find the pole, then grabbed it with both hands.

"Are you holding on tight?"

"Um!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had already released her.

The weight of her body suddenly returned to her, and Yun Qiao's grip on the pole became somewhat strained.

She wanted to let go, but if she did, things would turn back to the way they were before.

It looked like his hands were tied, which was very strange.

"Let's begin."

Shen Suwei took a step back.

Yun Qiao glanced at him sideways.

He stood a step behind her, with the spotlight directly above him. The light pressed down on him, hiding all the emotions in his eyes in the shadows of his brow bones, leaving only his eyes fixed on her.

It looked strangely eerie.

Yun Qiao was wondering why she had this strange feeling when she heard him say:

"Let's do ten on the first day."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiao forgot what was strange and exclaimed in surprise, "Ten?!"

"Too little?"

"...Too much!" she gasped, her voice already weak.

But Shen Suwei didn't seem to notice, and just quietly looked at her: "So how many do you want to make?"

"...I don't think I can do any of them."

"But didn't you say you were going to work out?"

"...Can we choose another one?"

Yun Qiao's gaze swept around the room, and she suddenly spotted a piece of equipment that looked like it could be used to lie down.

"I want to play that!"

Shen Suwei followed her gaze and raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw what kind of equipment it was.

He slowly turned his head to look at her, his gaze carrying an indescribable meaning. "Are you sure?"

Yun Qiao gritted her teeth, "I'm sure!"

Although she didn't know what it was for, the fact that she could lie down was an incredible temptation for Yun Qiao, whose arm was about to break.

In less than a minute, beads of sweat had already slid down her forehead, down her cheeks, and dripped into her collar.

Shen Suwei stood there, neither moving nor speaking.

My gaze followed the bead of sweat that had been hanging over her head, finally settling on her slightly open collar.

At that moment, her curves were particularly alluring because of the way her arms were raised.

Shen Suwei's gaze was somewhat deep.

Yun Qiao didn't notice any of this.

She was gripping the bar tightly with both hands, with most of her weight on her arms, feeling like her arms were going to break every second.

She called out urgently, "Mr. Shen, can you put me down?"

"I've already given you one chance to back out."

"This time, I absolutely won't back out!"

Shen Suwei withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"it is good."

The voice was a little lower than before.

He stepped forward and slowly lowered the height of the horizontal bar. Soon, Yun Qiao's feet touched solid ground.

With her hands no longer needing to exert force, the uncomfortable pulling sensation finally subsided, and Yun Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She waited quietly for Shen Suwei to free her hands, which were still trapped in the restraints.

I don't know if this is his usual unhurried way of doing things, or if it's intentional.

He unfastened the straps very slowly.

So slowly that for a moment Yun Qiao began to doubt whether he didn't want to untie her.

Fortunately, the strap was eventually untied.

Yun Qiao rubbed her wrist, which was still a little sore.

Just as I was about to take a break, Shen Suwei spoke up:

"Go, lie down."

Yun Qiao's face stiffened. She didn't want to play anymore...

"What's wrong?"

Feeling inexplicably guilty under his gaze, she said, "...It's nothing."

Yun Qiao obediently walked over and lay down.

I had just lain down and hadn't even had a chance to catch my breath when I suddenly heard two "click" sounds, as if my feet were stuck.

She was startled and was about to look down when a barbell pressed down on her chest, keeping a certain distance but preventing her from getting up.

"This is……"

Shen Suwei stood directly above her, looking down at her.

The light shone from behind him, casting his face into shadow, with only the outline of his face clearly visible at the edge of the light.

He looked down at the girl lying on the equipment, her body completely under control. She knew nothing and was looking up at him with a mixture of confusion and anticipation.

His gaze grew increasingly deep, like a bottomless pool of water.

"What's this equipment called?" she asked again.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he composed himself and answered calmly:

"You can think of it as a modified version of the Smith machine."

"An improved version?"

Yun Qiao found it a bit strange. The Smith machine outside didn't seem to have a design for binding people's ankles, so the improvement was to bind the feet?

What's the point of this?

Shen Suwei did not answer.

He was adjusting the height of the barbell above Yunqiao.

He turned it around, and the latch clicked into the new slot.

"Try this height."

Yun Qiao reached out and pushed the barbell. The barbell rose a short distance on the track, but fell back to its original position in less than a second.

"..."

Yun Qiao tried to defend herself, saying, "I don't have the strength to lie flat."

She completely forgot that she had chosen this machine because it allowed her to lie flat.

"The chair back is adjustable."

He once again kindly helped her mediate.

I don't know what moved her, but soon, Yun Qiao went from lying flat to sitting at a 45° angle.

"Try it again now."

Stared at by Shen Suwei, Yun Qiao couldn't bring herself to refuse. Although she deeply regretted her decision to work out with him, she could only grit her teeth and push the barbell again.

She held the position for a little longer this time, lasting three seconds.

But when she put down the barbell, her hands were already trembling uncontrollably.

My ankles felt numb and painful from the repeated friction between the straps and my ankles during exertion.

This exercise is so weird...

The more I did it, the more improper it seemed.

Yun Qiao was about to say she didn't want to do it anymore.

Shen Suwei seemed to have figured out what she was thinking:

"Yunqiao, I've already told you, I gave you a chance to back out."

His tone was very slow and deliberate, carrying an inexplicable danger.

"You have no chance now."

Yun Qiao remained silent.

Have they gone crazy from exercising?

Why does it feel like he's not talking about choosing equipment?

The exercise started at eight o'clock, but it felt like an eternity before it finally reached nine o'clock.

It was only because her stomach started rumbling that Shen Suwei took pity on her and let her go.

"Let's go eat."

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm going back to sleep," Yun Qiao said, her voice trembling.

Although she only lifted six barbells in that hour.

But she was tired and sleepy, and even though she was very hungry, she didn't have much of an appetite.

Fortunately, Shen Suwei didn't pressure her. He just said "Whatever you want" and left.