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Chapter 234: Chapter 188: Top Passive Skill_2
Cheng Leyi snorted disdainfully, wiping her mouth and fingers with a napkin.
Then she stood up, continuing to observe the opposite building through the binoculars.
The lens scanned the households in sequence, floor by floor.
Suddenly, her pupils shrank slightly, her face showing a touch of movement.
Through the rain-streaked glass window, she saw a robust man.
Bare-chested, he was lying on the living room floor, doing morning exercises.
With each movement, his muscles stretched from tight to fully extended, then relaxed slowly.
In the faint morning light, beads of sweat emerged slowly on his back, rolling down his clearly contoured waist.
The whole person looked like an intricately sculpted piece of art, radiating a masculine beauty.
Most importantly, he was exceptionally handsome.
With such a well-toned body and handsome features, it was exceedingly rare and precious.
The sexual tension was off the charts, hormones exploding!
Cheng Leyi swallowed, adjusting the focus to its maximum, watching this beautiful scene intently.
After a while, she sighed softly:
"Such a pity, all flash and no bang, only doing push-ups and already sweating like a pig, huffing and puffing."
"But, this body, these muscles are just perfect, really makes one want to give them a good touch..."
"Touch what?"
Lin Xuhao, who was fervently eating, caught the comment with his sharp ears, surprised, he looked up and asked.
"Oh, nothing, I was saying given the current situation, we might be able to leave here tomorrow."
Cheng Leyi’s expression remained unchanged as she slowly turned around.
Seeing the chaotic state of the food boxes on the floor, she frowned:
"Lin Xuhao, were you starved in your past life? Couldn’t you leave some for me?"
Then she sat down again, quickly gathering the few intact meal boxes toward herself.
Lin Xuhao looked at her speechlessly.
Though she looked gentle and delicate, she behaved quite tomboyishly.
At this moment, Cheng Leyi didn’t care about her partner’s inner complaints, her mind still replaying the scene she observed earlier.
According to the police’s identity information and the observations from last night and this morning, she analyzed and compared.
She was more inclined to exclude that person from the suspicious targets.
Such a cute and self-disciplined boy, how could he possibly turn into some ugly, crazy monster?
Cheng Leyi sincerely didn’t want to believe it, and glanced at Lin Xuhao who was still wolfing down food.
At least, compared to the scruffy man in front of her, he looked more like a normal person.
A few minutes later.
More than ten meal boxes had been emptied, showing the unusual physical conditioning of the two.
.........
The light inside the morning room was soft, carrying a tranquil atmosphere unlike the outside world.
The gas stove emitted blue flames, the kettle gurgled, emitting steam.
The TV screen flickered with images, the presenter’s steady voice broadcasting the morning news.
"290."
"291."
...
Fang Cheng did push-ups, his body straight, counting the numbers while gasping for air. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
Sweat streamed down his jaw, dripping onto the worn red pine floor.
His arm muscles trembled slightly as each effort to press down and lift up seemed tremendously difficult.
When he reached 300,
it was as if he had completed an incredibly arduous task, letting out a deep groan.
Then he struggled to straighten his arms, his steps staggering slightly as he stood up, his body wobbling.
"..."
Of course,
all of this was an act.
The so-called flushed face and sweating were just illusions created by silently circulating True Qi within his body.
With his current physical condition, the simplest push-ups could be performed 1000 times in a row without breaking a sweat.
There’s no way he would be tired after just 300.
Even with a bulkier figure and increased weight, it was still impossible.
[Push-up Experience +3]
A notification floated before his eyes.
As he looked down, he caught a fleeting reflection between the curtains of the eighth-floor window.
Fang Cheng casually turned around, leaving the curtains open as he walked slowly towards the bathroom.
The tap turned on with a rush, and he took off his gold-rimmed glasses.
Then, he grabbed a towel, soaked it, and vigorously wiped his face.
Looking up at the mirror, his eyes were bright and alert.
Fang Cheng’s expression was calm, nothing like the earlier gritted teeth and strained expression.
It was now basically certain.
The woman watching him through the binoculars was an agent sent by the Special Search Team.
However,
the Special Search Team’s surveillance target didn’t seem to be focused solely on him.
This eased Fang Cheng’s mind somewhat.
After practicing Tai Chi Boxing last night till after 11 PM,
he didn’t continue with meditation but directly went to sleep.
This morning, he indulged in a lazy sleep.
Not getting up until seven to start exercising.
Of course, the morning exercise routine was changed.
He just did 300 deep squats, 300 push-ups, and 100 back bridges—
an effort within the capacity of a normal person.
Fang Cheng’s current role was that of a sparring partner at a martial arts club, earning money while burying his head in books, striving to enter graduate school as a struggling commoner.
