Chapter 169: The Women’s Fitness Club (3)

A venue no man had ever set foot in suddenly had a man like Wang Yue. The members inside all stopped from surprise.

Most of them did not care. Some were unhappy because of it. Someone even said directly, "What’s going on. Why is there a man in the venue?"

"Sorry. We’re here on business. Only passing through. Leaving at once." Su Xiu’er apologized to everyone, then grabbed the ear of Wang Yue, who was looking at the crowd, and snapped, tender, "Stinking boy, what are you looking at. Hurry and go!"

"Elder sister, lighter. It hurts, it hurts!" Wang Yue screamed in cooperation and was dragged by Su Xiu’er into the side corridor.

"Hahahaha..." A burst of laughter rose in the lobby. Most of them did not mind being seen by a man. Wang Yue was young and handsome. A few who preferred this even wanted to go tease him on their own.

Even the members who had been unhappy lost their temper after seeing the siblings’ fooling around.

So being handsome was a kind of advantage by nature.

Su Xiu’er dragged Wang Yue’s ear and walked more than ten meters in the corridor before she finally let go. She said, unhappy, "Very good-looking, was it?"

Su Jin’er was a little uncomfortable in her heart too. As for why, she could not say clearly herself. She just did not like Wang Yue looking at those women.

"They were very good-looking." Wang Yue nodded honestly. "The exercises they practice are not only graceful in posture. There are even some shadows of martial techniques in them. This Sister Chu is really a talent."

This was what he had been watching?

Both sisters were very surprised. Thinking of how simple their cousin was, not even knowing what dual cultivation was, how would he know how to appreciate women. Looks like they had wronged him.

Thinking that, their mood inexplicably improved again.

Su Jin’er said, "You’re right. This set of calisthenics of Momo’s was indeed arranged from a martial technique of their family. Practice it long and you can’t really master the martial technique, but it’s no small benefit to the body."

"Impressive, impressive!" Wang Yue praised. A thought moved. Did this Chu Mo have super talent in martial techniques? If so, he could ask her for guidance.

The entire sixth floor was the club, so the space here was very loose. Besides the lobby where new members did exercises, there were many places for members of every level to practice.

The Su Jin’er sisters naturally would not take their cousin to those places to look. The three came straight to the very end of the corridor. Here was Chu Mo’s office.

Called an office, it was more like a private gym. Full of all kinds of fitness equipment. Who knew what a martial artist wanted these things for.

Because they had greeted her earlier, when the three arrived Chu Mo was already waiting.

"Jin’er, Xiu’er, is this your cousin?" After greeting Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er, Chu Mo looked Wang Yue over.

"Hello, Sister Chu." Wang Yue called first, and looked the other side over too.

It had to be said, the people of Golden Mountain had good eyes. At least in choosing beauties.

Chu Mo in front of him was about the same age as Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er. Long black hair tied in a high ponytail, brows and eyes like a painting. Even next to the Su Jin’er sisters she was only a little inferior.

Chu Mo’s figure was not as tall as the Su Jin’er sisters’, but not by much. Still a little taller than Wang Yue. A yoga outfit perfectly showed her good figure. Chest neither large nor small, waist very thin, ass not very large but round and perky, very tempting. Legs also top grade, long and straight. Feet at most about size thirty-seven or thirty-eight.

In short, a girl full of a sense of fitness and youthful vitality.

Strange to say. Outside just now he had clearly seen so many women of decent figures, some even with the household type clear. Below, Wang Yue had no reaction at all.

Now, seeing Chu Mo, it suddenly stirred.

He had not thought this thing was so snobbish. Women not beautiful enough could not make it hard.

He complained about his thing in secret, then hurriedly watched his nose and watched his heart, silently reciting the Mysterious Jade Art. Only then did he barely press the stirring down.

After the Su Family sisters confirmed, Chu Mo put on a very proper look and gave Wang Yue a martial artist’s salute. "Chu Mo of the Chu Family, greets Young Master Wang Yue!"

"Ah?" Wang Yue could not help freezing at Chu Mo’s sudden diplomatic attitude.

"Enough. Stop teasing him." Su Jin’er said, a little unhappy.

Chu Mo laughed at once, bright, and said mischievously, "Ya, protecting him already? People who know he’s your cousin. People who don’t would think he’s your boyfriend."

Chu Mo’s personality was very bright. She liked joking. Usually with the sisters she had not opened few even more explicit jokes. Su Jin’er was already used to it.

This time, who knew why, only this little joke made her face red. She said quickly, "Don’t joke around. Yue’er has a marriage set."

"Aiya, that’s really a pity. If I had a cousin like this, I absolutely wouldn’t bear to give him to someone else." Chu Mo said with a smile, "Young Master Wang really lives up to being your cousin. I’ve never seen a man this handsome."

"Enough. You talk as if you’ve seen that many men." Su Xiu’er rolled her eyes.

"Anyway more than you, Miss Su the Second, who never leaves the house." Chu Mo giggled.

After a few jokes, Chu Mo soon got to business. "You came at the right time. The new set of exercise methods we researched last time, I’ve almost perfected it. Come feel it again and give some opinions."

"All right." The Su Family sisters agreed gladly. What Chu Mo did, they also felt was meaningful. As good sisters they naturally wanted to put in some effort, so they had researched a completely new fitness method with Chu Mo. Now the crystallization of their effort was finally about to be finished. Naturally very happy.

"Young Master Wang, sit here a while first. We’ll change clothes." Chu Mo said to Wang Yue again.

"All right." Wang Yue nodded, then said, "Sister Chu, from now on don’t call me Young Master Wang. Like my cousins, call me Yue’er."

"Mm. Yue’er, sit as you like." Chu Mo agreed, then went with Su Jin’er and Su Xiu’er to the changing room inside to change.

Watching their figures disappear, Wang Yue let out a long breath. He sat on a sofa at once, adjusted his position, crossed his legs, and used his two thighs, one above and one below, to clamp that disobedient thing tight in the middle.