"It's not just push-ups." Zel's production of push-ups reminded Roy of his sluggish posture, and he couldn't help but spat, and looked at the thing in his hand curiously: "What is that?"

"This thing is called the catalytic divine stone. Putting it beside you can nourish the body." Zell put the stone behind his back and started push-ups again.

In fact, if he doesn't need to answer, Roy will have a clear idea when she swept her eyes over.

The stones in Zel's hand constantly exudes magic, which can help repair the body and is very beneficial for exercise.

"You have such cheating props, but you are too lazy to practice?"

Listening to Roy's sneer, Zell could only suffer.

The essence of exercise is to have a moderate blow to the body. Through exercise, the muscle fibers can be damaged by healing and thickening to achieve the effect of strengthening strength.

This is a long-term investment that requires perseverance and time, but with the catalytic divine stone, the damage generated during movement will be repaired immediately.

Shorten the cycle and practice a few more sets, will the benefits increase?

You don’t have to record the changes that you have made in the exercise days. As long as you practice enough, you can see changes every day!

Don’t worry about scientific nutrition intake, stay away from those fitness meals that smell like wax, and eat whatever you want.

Thinking about it this way, isn’t exercise less painful and becomes hot?

But salted fish will not be excited. Zell doesn't want to eat any bitterness, so he never takes the catalytic divine stone seriously.

If it weren't for sleeping with the fragrant and soft Roy, he might not have taken the initiative to exercise in his life.

"When I first started practicing, the effect was significant, so I worked harder. When the marginal effect was reached, the training intensity could be reduced."

Roy encouraged Zell in her way, who listened without saying a word.

He is worthy of being the daughter of a capitalist, so he started to draw a cake for him.

But as long as you can sleep with your arms, you have to practice even if you try your best.

Ten minutes have passed.

Zell was sweating profusely and his cheeks were red.

Before he knew it, he had done hundreds of standard push-ups, which far exceeded his limit, and his muscles were extremely sore and swollen.

He knew that in this state, his strength would increase a little more with each additional set.

But... it's so painful!

Plop!

He couldn't hold it in one breath, and he fell to the ground again, feeling that his hands no longer belonged to him.

Sure enough, it is still difficult for people to resist their own body's will.

"Why don't you take a break? Shop Manager." Roy sat cross-legged on the bed, holding her chin, and looking at him with a sad face.

"No, it's not yet thirty minutes! If you can't practice, practice to death!"

Zell said, his body had been resting honestly, and Roy didn't even point it out, and cast an intriguing look.

When she saw this, Zell couldn't hold back. He slapped the floor and said with a trembling sound: "Are you still my boss's wife? Just watch it?"

"Then I won't look." Roy's palm slid to his eyes and covered her eyes with a slight look: "I'll pour you a glass of water."

"I'll drink the water after practicing. I need you to give me some motivation now."

"What do you want?" she covered her chest and said vigilantly.

"For example, do squats with me, or sit-ups to help me press my legs?"

Looking at his thoughtful look, a fake smile appeared on the corner of Roy's mouth, and she was extremely poor and her tone was extremely gentle: "Do you have to kiss every time you ask?"

"Okay, okay!"

"Okay, you're so fucked me twice, a useless man." Roy tied his hair into a high ponytail and glanced at him slantedly: "Get your practice well, don't give me a thrust."

She got up and planned to wash up, but then she began to wonder if Zell would suck fish during her absence?

There is no need to even doubt that you have already started fishing.

Push-ups, only push-ups, no push-ups.

Let's wait and supervise him to practice first before going together.

Roy walked to Zell and, under her eyes, he was afraid of being punched twice, so he slowly started push-ups again.

She began to think about Zell's words, would she exercise honestly if she was motivated?

Originally, he exercised for these things that were not available. If he did not meet his requirements, would it hurt his enthusiasm?

As she thought about it, she plucked up the courage to try to sit on Zell's back.

Meeting Zell's dazed gaze, she raised her chin and said an explanation that she didn't believe it.

"Don't think too much, just... it's just weight-bearing training."

His mouth was hesitant because of his nervousness. Roy was so angry that he slapped him and slapped him on the butt.

"Look at it, move!"

"Horse...just!"

Is there really such weight-bearing training?

Happiness came so suddenly that Zell didn't realize he was beaten.

He understood that this woman just likes to hold on.

If she told her not to come, she would come, and if she asked her to hug her princess and squat, she would not hug you.

But as long as he makes a request, even if he is rejected because of too much, she will make up for him in a roundabout way to the extent she can accept so that he will not be disappointed.

very nice.

The little days are getting more and more hopeful.

"Ao! I'll fight for your future happiness!" Zell immediately raised his horse and started exercising, no matter how sore the muscles were, they could not stop him.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm not for this. I have no interest in sex at all, I'm just using appropriate rewards to stimulate your interest!"

“I’m very interested anyway.”

“Dirty!”

Another palm slapped his butt, and Roy retracted his hand like an electric shock, poking and kneading his palm.

She had never done such a vulgar move, but she did it naturally today, and it was twice.

Um...

This sense of taboo is indescribable, just like holding a seal and declaring that it is your own property.

The desire to conquer is exciting.

It’s like Zel sneak attacking her, and this is what he is pursuing?

But I am a woman, why do I like the movements that men do?

Sure enough, is it because I subconsciously think that this is a man’s exclusive action that I have developed a sense of taboo of crossing the line?

Roy's cheeks were flushing.

She thought that many cats would feel comfortable when they were patted. Since Zell did not resist, it would mean that it was comfortable.

But why did I make him feel comfortable? Could it be that I was subconsciously waiting for him to take pictures back?

Oh my God, Roy, you're hypnotizing yourself!

Just take a photo! You can't continue thinking about it...

Just as she was waiting for Zell to make her unhappy next time she gave her a reason to slap her ass, the door suddenly opened.

"We'll go for breakfast together... Uh, I'm sorry to bother you."

Gwen covered his mouth and quietly exited the room. It was not until the moment the door closed that Roy came to his senses and patted Zel again in shame.

"It's all your fault!"

After washing up, Zell and Roy went for breakfast. The milk fried egg and vegetable salad was quite rich.

But heartiness is temporary. When those foods that are not resistant to storage are finished, the recipe will naturally transition into dried fish ham and jam.

Although Sarah filled her food for a whole year to reassure everyone, no one wanted to eat these things all year round.

Except Yasuo, he can just have wine.

The desserts that Roy prepared for the Polos were also finished. Fortunately, the ingredients were simple and they could be baked by themselves on the boat.

However, snacks cannot be eaten as food, so the Polu still has to eat staple food with people.

About half an hour later, Zell started exercising again. There were very few muscle groups that could be trained in push-ups, so he didn't want to disturb others, so he chose this way.

He is going to run now, and the deck of the Beauty Number is not small. It is not much different from running around the playground, but it seems silly to run there alone.

If you don’t run if you don’t run, why do you have to run on the boat again? Since you are so brave, why don’t you jump into the sea and go on a cruise with the boat? That’s not the effect?

Yes, why? Because he doesn't know how to swim, and he has deep-sea phobia.
To be continued...