After feeling Chen Jincheng's chest muscles, Li Muchen's pretty face quickly flushed with shyness.
'Am I being taken advantage of here?'
'And why am I even paying attention to his pecs?'
'The friction between my back and his chest... So mortifying!'
"Mr. Chen, I'm done stretching. I'd like to get down now." Li Muchen found the position far too intimate and quickly spoke up.
The contact during the stretch made her body tense up in a strange way, leaving her feeling a bit weak.
Chen Jincheng chuckled and released her hands.
Li Muchen hurried off the stretching machine, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
But then Chen Jincheng took out a pack of tissues, pulled one out, and reached over to her sweaty forehead to wipe it for her.
"???" Li Muchen froze. She had never imagined that even after getting off the machine, he would do something so intimate. For a moment, she didn't know how to react, and soon a blush of embarrassment crept onto her cheeks.
