"You sure took your time," Ayami complained as she saw Ryan coming in her direction with an exhausted look.
"Oh? Did I? Sorry," Ryan pulled his arms out. Ayami clearly saw the cuts formed by his strong defined arm muscles.
Unlike his abdomen and abs muscles, Ryan had trained his arm muscles and chest muscles pretty sick. He had the perfect arms, chest a 16-year-old could wish for.
His veins were popping out, his forearm muscles were taking attractive turns. For once, Ayami lost control over herself.
'Ugh. I can not get attracted to someone's muscles who is not even trying to show off his muscles.' Still, her eyes were fixed on Ryan's chest.
"What are you looking at? I never thought girls were perverts too." Ryan said jokingly.
"Yeah. right." Ayami felt really embarrassed when Ryan caught her staring at his chest.
