Chapter 5 Daily life of lovers
When Wang Qing came out of the bathroom and walked to Xia Haoyang again, her face was still red and her head was lowered, like a child who had done something wrong. Xia Haoyang, who is actually 32 years old, was certainly not at a loss when faced with such a scene. He stood up, gently hugged the shy woman in front of him, caressed her back, and touched her ear. He said quietly: "It's very comfortable, thank you, dear."
Wang Qing's ears suddenly turned redder, and then she buried her head into Xia Haoyang's chest, holding his waist tightly with her hands, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears. They have been together for 3 years and have tried many little games between lovers. But today was the first time that Xia Haoyang thanked her so tenderly. Wang Qing really felt very happy, because she could feel that Xia Haoyang's feelings for her were not so strong before, but she always believed that as long as she was good to him, she would be good to him. Even better, he will eventually be kind to himself, isn't this right now?
When they were hugging each other and feeling sweet, Xia Haoyang's stomach growled at an inappropriate time.
"Have you not had dinner yet?" Wang Qing left Xia Haoyang's body slightly and looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well, I fell asleep as soon as I came back." Xia Haoyang reached out and pulled Wang Qing to his side again, hugged her, and kissed her lips. Although it was the first day they met, he really liked this gentle little girl.
"I'll go make you a bowl of noodles. It's so late and I don't know what else is in the refrigerator. It's too late to cook." Wang Qing hugged Xia Haoyang's belly and said softly.
"It's okay, don't worry. I'll hold you for a while longer."
"Yeah." In fact, Wang Qing is also very reluctant to let go of the current warmth, and wants to continue to embrace this fat man who she thinks is the most talented.
After hugging for a while, Xia Haoyang took the initiative to let go of Wang Qing, and then said: "You have just come back from filming, so take a rest. I'm going to cook noodles, do you want a bowl too?"
"Okay!" Wang Qing was actually not hungry, but her boyfriend offered to cook you a bowl of noodles, and she really couldn't refuse.
"Well, just wait a minute, and I'll give it to you." With that said, Xia Haoyang walked to the kitchen.
In about ten minutes, Xia Haoyang walked out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles and placed them on the coffee table. There was a poached egg on each bowl of noodles.
Then the two of them sat directly on the carpet and ate the noodles placed on the coffee table, "Well, it's very fragrant and delicious. Didn't you say you couldn't cook before?"
"Hehe. I used to be lazy and didn't want to move much. I wanted you to cook it for me." Xia Haoyang could only explain it this way. You can't say that I have traveled through time. The little fat guy you used to be has gone to my world to pretend to be a monster.
"Well, from now on, whoever is at home will cook. You cook for me, and I cook for you." Xia Haoyang added while eating noodles.
"Yeah, okay." Wang Qing replied happily.
After eating the noodles, Xia Haoyang went to take a hot bath, while Wang Qing took the initiative to clean up the kitchen. Then the two of them lay on the bed in the bedroom. The little fat man stretched his right hand from under the pillow to hug Wang Qing, and his left hand stroked his round belly back and forth.
"I want to lose weight and I'm going for a run tomorrow morning." The little fat man looked at the ceiling and said calmly.
"Well, then I'll run with you." Wang Qing lay on her side facing Xia Haoyang, with her right hand on the fat man's belly. Although she was surprised when she heard him say he wanted to lose weight and run, she immediately agreed to join him.
"I haven't made any announcements in the past two days. I will help you lose weight. In fact, I seem to be a little fat." Wang Qing also touched her belly unconfidently.
"You're not fat, you have just the right figure." Judging from Xia Haoyang's ten-year experience as a professional dancer, Wang Qing's height should be around 162cm, and her weight should be around 92cm, with an error of no more than 2 pounds. If this is also called fat, then 99% of girls in the world can be called fat girls.
All night.
At 6:30 in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time. Xia Haoyang was woken up after the alarm clock continued to output for 4-5 minutes. When he thought of going for a run today, he sat up and turned around to look around him. There was no one around him. After being in a daze on the bed for a few minutes, Wang Qing happened to walk in.
"I was planning to wake you up?" Wang Qing, who was ready to go, was smiling.
Xia Haoyang glanced at Wang Qing unconsciously, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Today, Wang Qing had a simple ponytail and was wearing a pink and white sportswear. She may or may not have put on light makeup, but her fair-skinned person looks youthful and energetic.
"Come here." Xia Haoyang, who was sitting on the bed, felt much better instantly and also smiled.
Wang Qing came closer and sat beside the bed. The fat man moved his fat butt, hugged Wang Qing, and buried his head between her breasts. "It smells so good, so beautiful."
"Really?" Wang Qing was very happy and put her hands around the little fat man's waist. She felt that her boyfriend was really different these past two days, and he was even more obsessed with her. In the past, Xia Haoyang had never done such an affectionate move towards her. It was more like a kind of conquest or catharsis. And the little fat man's many intimate actions in the past two days made her feel sweet, warm and romantic.
After hugging each other for a while, the fat man woke up and let go of Wang Qing. "Give me a few minutes and we'll go for a run."
"Okay." Wang Qing smiled.
It was really cold in the morning in Yancheng, and both of them couldn't help shivering as soon as they went out. Then he took steps and ran.
Dancer Xia Haoyang, who has never weighed 220 pounds, still overestimated her fragile body. About 100 meters? Yes, no doubt, it's not ten kilometers or 1 kilometer, just 100 meters. Dancer Xia Haoyang could no longer run. He was out of breath and could feel his heart beating up and down rapidly. According to the answer from sports professionals: Xia Haoyang's current heartbeat should be more than 170 beats per minute, which is at the extreme limit of exercise. There is a possibility of sudden death at any time, so he cannot continue running.
"Maybe I ran a little too fast and my body can't bear it, so I'd better walk." Although the panting dancer Xia Haoyang is not familiar with his body, he is very familiar with the state of exercise.
"Okay, take your time." Wang Qing, who was relaxed but worried, looked at the little fat man.
"Well, if you are too heavy, you can't lose weight like this. This will easily hurt your body. The most suitable thing is to diet properly first, and then do some strength training, combined with some simple waist and abdominal exercises, such as high leg raises or lying leg kicks. Like this. Well, just do it." After calming down, Xia Haoyang has ten years of experience as a dancer and knows some of the most basic common sense about weight loss exercises.
"But a proper walk or brisk walk is also helpful. Let's get up and take a walk every day." Xia Haoyang turned to Wang Qing and said.
"Okay, let's go together."