After playing for a whole day, she swam in the lake for two hours.
Little Nannan was exhausted.
She fell asleep before finishing her dinner. However, she slept especially soundly. Even in her dreams, she was smiling. From time to time, she would laugh in her sleep. Wen Hui was filled with emotion when she saw her daughter like this. Who would have thought that a year ago, she was an introverted problem child who never communicated with anyone and would cry when she left her mother's side? Now, her daughter was no different from other children. She was cheerful, lively, and loved to laugh. Except for an inexplicable defense against strangers, she was completely fine in other aspects!
This was all thanks to Lin Dong!
If she hadn't met him on the way and he had helped to resolve the voodoo, then she might have already …
Wen Hui laid a white and soft air-conditioned quilt for her daughter. It was very cold on the mountain, and the temperature was often more than ten degrees at night. In addition to the fog, it was easy for a child to catch a cold without a quilt. She kissed the little baby and then closed the door for her quietly.
Just a few steps out of the door, Wen Hui accidentally saw Yu Tongtong coming up at the corner of the corridor and made a secret gesture to the hall below.
She didn't understand what the secret gesture meant.
But she knew that it was Yu Tongtong who asked Lin Dong out.
It could be in the room.
It could also be the one by the swimming pool, or it could be a newly opened underground passage somewhere.
When Chu Ling'er and the cute guy were asleep, she asked him out to practice secretly in a place where no one would disturb her. Body Tempering!
"This Yu Tongtong, the interval between body tempering is getting shorter and shorter! In the past, she would only do it once a month. Now, if she doesn't do it for three or four days, it seems that she can't hold it anymore! " As soon as Wen Hui thought about it, there was an inexplicable surge in her heart. There was a wave of heat rolling in her lower abdomen, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
She was so scared that she quickly went around the stairs in the hall and went down the other side.
She avoided Lin Dong.
She quietly went to the gym.
The female soldiers had finished training for the day. They were eating or taking a bath at this time. There would be a period of free time in the gym, and Wen Hui could use it to vent her excess energy during the break.
Three hundred sit-ups, two hundred push-ups, and fifty pull-ups.
Wen Hui completed the training in one go.
However, he didn't feel tired at all, just a little out of breath.
She took a towel and wiped the sweat off her skin. Then, she pulled at her clothes, which had tightened because of her exercise. Originally, the two lumps of meat in front of his chest were enough. After being injected with the genetic medicine, he felt that they did not shrink, but instead showed signs of increasing. Her breasts had actually developed further. It was really painful. If only this growth could be given to Cheng Mingge, how good would it be? She wouldn't have to worry so much, and she wouldn't have to constantly bulge in her clothes!
He looked around to make sure there was no one around.
Wen Hui quietly loosened the restraint on her chest.
The clothes he designed had the advantage of being flexible and adjustable.
Usually, in order to hide her, people had to tighten the two lumps of flesh in front of their chest so that they wouldn't bulge out so obviously.
Now that there was no one around, he could relax and return to his original state.
God knows how he came up with the idea to design this kind of clothing.
And it fit so well …
"It must be Cheng Mingge who told him my size!" As long as Wen Hui thought about how he could design a one-piece suit that completely fit her body, she felt her face and ears heat up. She had to find an excuse to avoid it and stop herself from thinking deeper.
The weight in front of her chest increased, but her waist inexplicably became smaller.
It was so slim that it was unbelievable.
If it wasn't for the fact that everyone in the big house was like this, whether it was Yu Tongtong, Qianjun, Ye Qianru, or the female soldiers, or even Yun You You, who usually didn't show her body, had a slim waist, Wen Hui would think that she was abnormal. How could there be such a slim waist? It felt even more exaggerated than the characters in the anime!
However, after being injected with the genetic medicine, Wen Hui realized that she didn't seem to have found any women with a bucket waist.
Xiao Yuanlian and the others didn't say anything.
Even the Captain, Huang Niu, and Golden Bull, whose waists weren't small compared to everyone else, didn't have thick waists. Their waists were actually very "slim" compared to their exaggerated chest and buttocks! The Captain and the others had become huge. Their waists couldn't be compared to everyone else, but according to the proportions of their bodies, it was the golden ratio that made people's blood boil! Moreover, the Captain was 1.9 meters tall, two sizes bigger than ordinary people, and had strong muscles. If it was given to Xiao Yuanlian's slender waist, it would probably break on the spot!
Wen Hui remembered that she used to have a little bit of fat on her belly.
She sat still every day and lacked exercise.
It was already considered good that her body didn't go out of shape.
However, after being injected with the genetic medicine, all the fat was burned away when she woke up and disappeared without a trace. Without any exercise, she had the waistline that others dreamed of.
Wen Hui had always been worried that she would develop muscles when she worked out, but after a few months of exercise, she found that even if she increased the amount of exercise by a hundred times, her body wouldn't have muscles. Just like what the female soldiers had said, only those who were born with strength would have muscles. For those who were born with agility like Little Round Face, it was useless no matter how much they trained. The strength of their muscles could be increased, but their appearance would never grow to the level of their captain. Wen Hui didn't know what type of person she was, but she was sure that she wasn't the strength type.
"I'm not the strength type, but I can actually bench press 400 pounds!" Wen Hui specially looked up the information. Not many big black men in the NBA could reach this weight.
One, two, three …
Wen Hui gritted her teeth and persisted with 50 400-pound bench presses.
This time, she finally broke out in a sweat, and her arms felt a little tired.
However, the fire in her body didn't dissipate. Even if it didn't burn, it didn't extinguish. It was quietly waiting.
"Ahhh!" Wen Hui was secretly scared and quickly increased the amount of movement. One hour passed, two hours passed, and she did countless exercises. In the end, she was so tired that her arms were sore and weak, and her legs couldn't stand up. However, the effect was still not good. The desire in her body didn't dissipate because of exhaustion. It just hid deeper. She could still use her mind to suppress it, but if it exploded one day, Wen Hui didn't know if she would go crazy. Thinking of this, Wen Hui was no longer a confident strong woman in front of the camera, nor was she a strong mother in front of her daughter. Instead, she was a weak woman who lacked love and no one cared for her. Throwing away the dumbbells in her hand, Wen Hui buried her head between her knees and cried pitifully, "Wuwu …"
This wasn't the first time.
And it wasn't the last time she exposed her inner weakness in a place where no one was.
In the dead of night.
She cried but didn't dare to cry out loud. She could only quietly cry and secretly let the tears flow out, bringing away the pain and grievances in her heart …
After an unknown amount of time, she raised her head and wanted to find a towel to wipe her tears.
After wiping away her tears, she returned to her room.
She still had to continue playing the role of a strong mother. In front of her daughter, she couldn't shed a single drop of cowardly tears.
"Towel?" Wen Hui was shocked to find a clean towel on her shoulder. Who is it? Who put it down and when? The door was closed. No one had been here, right? But why was the towel on her shoulder? Could it be that he had been here? In this Ke Da House, other than him, who was omnipotent, she believed that no one could send a towel to her through the door without making a sound.
But shouldn't he be with Yu Tongtong now?
How did he notice her?
And this towel was in her room …
"I must have taken it myself. I lost my soul and forgot about it!" The more Wen Hui thought about it, the more afraid she felt. Her heart seemed to be particularly resistant. How could he enter her room to take her towel? But behind the resistance, there was more acquiescence, and even a little joy and excitement! Could it be that he was really paying attention to her? Did he know about her pain? Right now, he should be helping Yu Tongtong temper her body. Could it be that he had already finished? How could he come to find her right after helping Yu Tongtong? This was too … Wen Hui became more flustered the more she thought about it. She hurriedly interrupted her thoughts and attributed the towel to the fact that she had forgotten about it.
She carefully wiped her face with the towel.
This was the towel he had taken.
Wen Hui unconsciously sniffed it, as if she wanted to find a smell. But just as she did this, she jumped in fright and hurriedly moved the towel away.
She wanted to stuff the towel into the trash can in the corner.
She hesitated again and again.
In the end, she put away the towel. Wen Hui found an excuse: "It would be a pity to throw it away. Nowadays, frugality is advocated! Moreover, this is my towel. Why would I throw it away! It can still be used after washing it. This towel is the same as Nannan's favorite towel! It's a matching set! "
Wen Hui folded the towel and held it in her hands.
She tried to act as if nothing had happened and walked back. But in her heart, she was hoping that she would not bump into anyone. It would be best if everyone was asleep!
This was what her heart thought.
But in reality, things often did not develop according to one's expectations.
Wen Hui met Yu Tongtong at the entrance of the hall's staircase. She noticed that Yu Tongtong was still wearing her original clothes and had not changed. Could it be that she did not find Lin Dong to temper her body? Or did Lin Dong have something to do today? Perhaps Lin Dong, that cultivation maniac, was cultivating and forgot! Wen Hui quietly swept a glance and discovered that Yu Tongtong's face did not have a hint of depression. She was secretly surprised. There was no reason for her to be happy even though she did not temper her body. Shouldn't she be full of anger and find everything unpleasant to the eye?
"You're back?" Yu Tongtong's small face had a bright smile.
"En!" Wen Hui quietly switched the towel to her other hand, trying not to attract Yu Tongtong's attention.
"You don't have to hide it. I gave you the towel. You didn't even notice when I went in!" When Yu Tongtong said that, Wen Hui suddenly felt disappointed, but also relaxed. Fortunately, it was not him!
"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't hide it! I just took it back to wash it! "Wen Hui explained with a little guilty conscience and took out the towel to wipe her sweat.
"How long can you last like this? Do you really want to force yourself to the point of collapse? "Yu Tongtong stared at Wen Hui with her big jewel-like eyes.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand!" Wen Hui pretended not to understand and lowered her head to avoid the other's gaze.
"I'm sure you know what I'm talking about!" Yu Tongtong insisted to expose Wen Hui's disguise.
"Tong Tong, I, I, I'm different from you!" Wen Hui felt extremely embarrassed. It was as if this Yu Tongtong had seen through her whole body. There were no secrets on her body at all. It was especially embarrassing. She wanted to explain a few words, but it was hard to say. Some words couldn't be said. Even if she said it, she couldn't say it to Yu Tongtong. God knows if she would run to him and tell him. If that was really the case, then what face did she have to stay in this room? Taking ten thousand steps back, it was useless to say it. Identity was a matter of life and death. She was Nannan's mother. How could the identity of a wife's mother be compared to a young and beautiful girl like Yu Tongtong? Even if some things were fake, the secular world's eyes wouldn't think so!
"Alright then!" Yu Tongtong smiled, "I just think that you shouldn't be so stubborn to carry everything alone. You should try to communicate with everyone. Since we are all under the same roof, what can't we talk about? If there are difficulties, everyone can think of a solution. You are carrying it alone. Not to mention that you are tired, there is no effect. Just like when we see you and want to help you, you are still like this! "
"Thank you … Let me go back and think about it!" Wen Hui was touched and sad. She held back her tears and quickly ran back to the room.
The lake in her heart was boiling.
For a long time, she couldn't calm down.
It was easy to let it go, but what about the future?
Wen Hui didn't dare to imagine what the future would be like if she was like Yu Tongtong … If she brought endless trouble and ruined his and Cheng Mingge's reputation, wouldn't it be a great sin? The enemy had been looking for an opportunity. If it was true, how could they miss this opportunity to smear her? Besides, how could she explain it to her family?
After a hasty shower, Wen Hui lay next to her daughter. Her mind was still in a mess.
She really didn't think about the future.
Now.
She was just waiting passively day after day. Maybe it was time for her to make a decision. But the problem was, what would he think? What if he didn't like this kind of trouble? She … He didn't even look at her usually. He was more fond of Nannan. If she said it and made him dislike her, what should she do in the future?
With all kinds of distracting thoughts, Wen Hui fell into a deep sleep.
In her dreams.
Tears slid down the corner of her eyes.
Quietly wetting the snow-white pillow.
She hugged the pillow tightly. Only in her dreams did she have the courage to do something that she didn't even dare to think about in reality …
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