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In terms of objective conditions, Feng Yixun is indeed worth a lot of money, and everything he eats and wears is indeed expensive.

As such a "luxury" with long legs, he did not disappoint Lu Ken's urgent search of information this night, and he did not make the other party worry in vain.

When a few more busy working days finally passed, and the weekend with a gym appointment came as scheduled, Feng Yixun drove the car himself, first he drove his car that didn't match the painting style of the bachelor apartment into the parking lot downstairs of the apartment, and picked up the car. He arrived at a Luken who had gone downstairs early to wait for him. Then, the car drove all the way to the border of the city, went straight to the seaside area, and stopped at a place that looked like a seaside resort.

Lu Ken silently watched the scenery and buildings outside the car window, and found that this place did not belong to any of the fitness clubs he found in the list.

"This is a private club." Feng Yixun on the side seemed to have insight into his thoughts. Mr. Feng stopped the receptionist who wanted to come over to help park the car with his eyes, and continued to introduce when he parked the car into the parking space familiarly. Said, "Because it is generally not open to the outside world, there is a certain threshold, and most of the customers who come here pay attention to privacy, so if you search on the Internet, you can hardly find its detailed information outside. Many people think it is just an ordinary Private resort."

The parking space is open-air, very close to the main building of the clubhouse. Just looking up at the periphery of the building near the parking space, you will be overwhelmed by the gorgeous design that can only be created by spending a lot of money.

Lu Ken's face was covered by the strong breath of money, his expression was calm, and his heart was very sad.

Because just listening to this introduction, you can understand that everything here must be more expensive than the "highest consumption" he can find.

If I break something here, can I afford to pay my wages for one year in advance?

Lu Ken asked himself.

The result is really not optimistic.

Feng Yixun, who had already got out of the car and was about to lead the people forward, turned his head, and saw that Beta was thinking about something, the other party didn't show much clues, but his steps seemed to be a little hesitant.

What's going on here?The financial situation has always been affluent, and Mr. Feng, who has never worried about the balance of his account, is unknown. So, he unexpectedly thought of the tea room gossip he heard that day, so he tried to analyze it himself, thinking that Lu Ken rarely came here. A professional gym and tense.

It was rare for someone to take the initiative to be considerate, and Feng Yixun, who thought he had figured out the cause and effect, waved at Lu Ken, signaling the other party not to dawdle and follow up quickly.

Feng Yixun has a fixed VIP area in this club. It is an independent fitness room registered under his name. It is dedicated to dedicated personnel and paid annually. Even if Lu Ken is a complete novice in fitness, he doesn't have to worry about being in front of other people. Make mistakes in public.

They don't have to go to public areas at all.

"I won't embarrass you." Feng Yixun said when Lu Ken finally stood beside him again, he turned his head slightly, and suddenly felt that it was very interesting to see the emotion of "hesitation" in a person who seemed to be omnipotent on weekdays .

That rare hesitation actually seemed to arouse his alpha protective nature, so he couldn't help raising his hand, stroked Luken's curly hair, and said with a smile, "make a mistake in front of me!" It’s not an embarrassment either.”

Lucan's worries about a potential financial crisis were all over.

Feng Yixun has undoubtedly superior facial features, when he looked slightly sideways, the outline seemed to have been carefully carved.

There was a pure and happy smile in his eyes when he fell on Luken, and that smile easily pierced the "repulsive" shell he usually showed to the outside world, like a cold cover that was tightly seamed, and suddenly opened it on his own initiative. There is a crack, and there is an unexpectedly warm flame inside, which will catch you off guard.

Lu Ken's hair was only fiddled with very lightly, but the slightly itchy feeling at the root of the hair seemed to be continuous.

He relaxed his worries about "destroying the device", focused on the wonderful feeling Feng Yixun brought him, and tried to figure out why such a touch that does not directly touch the nerve endings can also bring about significant somatosensory stimulation.

...So he was careless when Feng Yixun asked him "Have you never tried anything?"

Luken showed false sincerity. He said frankly: "Yes, except for the most basic treadmill, I basically don't know any other more complicated equipment."

"Hmm." Perhaps the previous protective psychology hadn't faded away, Feng Yixun pondered for a while, and he quickly said in a soothing tone, "It's okay, I'll teach you, today I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the basic force of all the equipment. "

Lu Ken suddenly reacted: "..."

No, wait, doesn't this mean that all devices are facing an existential crisis? !

Of course, Feng Yixun didn't know anything about Lu Ken's inner shock. Out of consideration that Lu Ken would be "nervous", he had already quickly made a plan in his heart, arranging the equipment in the private fitness room. Easy rank list.

Then Luken followed him into the VIP area called "Fitness Room", which was actually about the same size as an ordinary gym.

Lu Ken had no right to choose, and was stuffed into the rowing machine by the temporary personal trainer Feng Yixun.

"Exhale when pulling, yes, keep your chest close to the sideboard, keep your back straight but not stiff...can you not stretch it like a steel plate?" Feng Yixun stood aside when Lu Ken pulled the handle and urged, pointing Desperately, he also looked good, "Put harder, and pay attention to exerting force from both sides inward... If you push harder, the rowing machine really won't hurt you so easily."

But I get hurt really easily on the rowing machine.

Luken's rebuttal was silently held back in his heart, he carefully increased the tension on his hand, and at the same time controlled his grip not to go too far, so as not to leave two non-rebound fingerprints on the handle wrapped in non-slip rubber.

"It's the first time I've seen you so unconfident." When Feng Yixun said this to Lu Ken, they managed to finish trying the rowing machine.

If at the beginning, Feng Yixun found it novel that Lu Ken was nervous about getting started with the fitness equipment, his concern was more amused.

Then, after watching Luken try the rowing machine with a trembling posture, he really cared more.

"I have a lot of insecurities." Lu Ken heard Mr. Feng's more genuine concern, but he really couldn't tell the other party that he was so cautious because he was worried about controlling his power.

He gave Feng Yixun a wry smile full of helplessness at himself.

The bitterness was so real that Feng Yixun unconsciously became more patient and considerate in the future. Instead of urging Lu Ken to use his strength, he asked him repeatedly: "Do you think you are okay? Can you continue to use your strength?"

At first glance, it seems that Luken is not even a Beta, but an Omega whose strength is limited by his innate physiology, and it is very difficult for him to do strength training.

The next attempts on the elliptical machine, butterfly machine and other equipment went smoothly, and the tragedy that Luken was worried about did not happen for the time being.

Instead, Feng Yixun pointed and pointed, his eyes fell on Lu Ken who was carefully pushing and pulling the equipment, and suddenly realized a problem——

Wait, why did he invite Luken to the gym?

The president who was calmly listening to the corner at the door of the tea room clearly recalled Lu Ken's figure from the gossip that day, but he still couldn't find a way to open his mouth, and he was afraid that if he took a rash sip, he would make himself After being "stuck" again, he was dizzy, so he decided to save the country with a curve, and invited Lu Ken to the gym.

Even if you still can't get over your mouth addiction by then, at least you can pitifully satisfy your... mental addiction of watching your ideal type move in front of your eyes.

Lu Ken told Asa that he rarely came to the gym. Asa thought that Lu Ken had accumulated a lot of pressure recently and needed to relax. Of course, he did not forget these two points.

Therefore, in Mr. Feng's plan, today's fitness trip should be a combination of the world of two and relaxation.

... In the end, he became a temporary coach in a daze, urging the students who were unexpectedly clumsy in fitness to work hard.

Where is the pressure released?This is increasing the pressure in reverse, right?

Also, where is the "ideal private high-definition fitness site"?

There is only one subject in front of him, who has cautiously brought fitness into a high-risk and top-secret experimental atmosphere, which is completely unimaginable.

"The ideal types are all fake." Feng Yixun finally couldn't help it.

As for Luken, who had just gotten off Smith's rack, he let out a calm sigh of relief when he got up, feeling that he had survived another catastrophe, and he was integrating the experience gained from the previous attempts.

"What ideal type?" Lu Ken, who was sorting out his experience, didn't immediately realize that he was talking about himself. He only felt that he gradually had a bottom line in his heart. The sports shorts that were sweating and sticking to the upper body were pulled away a little.

The fitness room is well heated. The fabric of the sports shorts is thin and elastic. It is a loose fit that will not hinder your movement when the body is dry. After sweating, it will be attached to the body and will faithfully outline your body line.

It is a visual disaster for a person with a bad figure to be posted like this.

But a person with a body so good that it is almost impeccable was covered with thin cloth... Anyway, Feng always followed his heart very much, and chased his gaze over.

Feng Yixun didn't answer Lu Ken's stupid question. He only fought against his instinct for five seconds before giving up.

"Five more minutes." Feng Yixun pretended not to hear the voice in his heart accusing him of "really worthless". He said as he grabbed a clean towel from a shelf beside him, patted it on Luken's chest, and told him to wipe it off quickly. Wipe it.

It may be that he patted a little hard, those clear outlines are no longer limited to the eyes, but also felt a little bit by his fingertips through the towel.

"...The 15 minutes during your rest period." Feng Yixun continued to change his words.