Hearing this, Li Zhuo was slightly stunned. "You want to teach me how to exercise?"
Putnam did not say anything. He just smiled and nodded.
Then, he picked another dumbbell from the ground. It looked exactly the same as the one in Putnam's hand, but it only weighed 15 kg.
"Try this." Putnam handed the lighter dumbbell to Li Zhuo.
Li Zhuo was slightly stunned, but before he could react, he caught the dumbbell.
Hey, hey, hey, I haven't said I want to learn it yet!!
However, Putnam did not care about this. Instead, he started to rub the iron while staring at Li Zhuo.
Although he did not say anything, his eyes and movements had already expressed what he wanted to express.
Quickly learn from my movements!
"..."
It seemed that he had inexplicably become compelled to learn...
The atmosphere in the gym gradually became strange. The two men were exercising face to face.
There was no other sound in the gym other than Li Zhuo's slight panting.
After a while, Putnam stopped what he was doing and said, "You've done 40 rounds. I can let you rest for a while."
After Li Zhuo heard this, he put down the dumbbell in his hand and sat down on the chair, panting.
Why must I have to go through this?!
I just came over to take a look out of curiosity. I didn't say that I had to work out!!
However, Putnam was a person who was not good at expressing himself.
When he saw Li Zhuo walk into the gym, he took the initiative to teach Li Zhuo out of 'good intentions'.
Although Li Zhuo showed a certain degree of resistance, it was only limited to his expression of resistance. After all, the man in front of him was known as the world's most professional killer!
Li Zhuo did not dare to disobey Putnam.
In Putnam's view, it was normal for beginners to feel tired and want to give up. What Li Zhuo needed most at this time was someone to encourage him as a beginner!
Putnam's encouragement method was also very simple. He accompanied Li Zhuo to work out in front of him and then stared at Li Zhuo, not letting Li Zhuo slack off.
However, for Li Zhuo, the psychological pressure was even greater...
Outside the corridor, Alan twisted his neck as he walked towards the gym. By now, Putnam should have finished his workout.
For Alan, working out with a silent man in the same room was too much of a struggle.
It would have been better if Putnam had said a few words, but that guy could really exercise for an hour or two without saying a word.
That was why Alan deliberately avoided Putnam's workout time to prevent the two of them from running into each other. In comparison, Alan preferred to work out alone.
However, just as Alan walked out of the gym and was about to open the door, Putnam's voice came from the gym.
"Although it will hurt a little at first, once you get used to it, you'll feel very good."
Outside the door, Alan was slightly stunned when he heard the voice.
Why was Putnam still in the gym? Who was he talking to?
Although it would hurt a little at first, he would feel very good after getting used to it?
What did that mean?!
Just as Alan was feeling puzzled, another voice came from inside the door.
"Really... ha... don't... lie to me..."
Alan's eyes widened when he heard this voice.
It was... Li Zhuo??
What were the kid and Putnam doing inside?
"Your posture isn't right. You have to change your posture. I'll teach you."
"Wait! This... is very... painful!"
"Don't move. Just keep it like this. Yes, this is the posture. You're great!"
"But... this is really... very painful..."
The conversation inside the door continued, and Alan, who was outside the door, was completely shocked.
His mind seemed to have gone blank, and he had completely lost the ability to think.
Although it was not very good to think like this, but...
Could they be inside... doing that thing?!
Impossible!!
Alan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he carefully thought about it.
One was a silent killer with muscles. The other was a smart young student.
If these two guys were together...
They appeared to be... quite compatible?
Suddenly, Allen was shocked. Why did he subconsciously give such a comment?!
At this time, the sound in the gym had stopped. Alan's body tensed up, and he subconsciously wanted to escape.
If the two of them came out and saw him eavesdropping outside the door, it would definitely be very awkward!
However, just as Alan was about to leave, Putnam's voice came from the gym again.
"Alright, I know you're in a little pain, sit down and rest."
Hearing this, Alan finally gave up on the idea of escaping.
And Li Zhuo's voice came from the gym again.
"I... Can't sit still, it hurts!"
'Can't sit still? It hurts?'
Alan was shocked again.
They are really doing that thing!!
Subconsciously, Alan imagined the scene of Putnam pressing on Li Zhuo's body. A strong feeling of nausea could not be suppressed. Alan's face suddenly turned pale.
He had actually been living with a guy who lusted after a man's butt!!
Thinking of this, Alan subconsciously tightened his anus and hurriedly left the gym.
After Alan left, the gym became lively again.
"Alright, have you rested enough? Let's run seven kilometers."
"Seven kilometers? Aren't you trying to kill me?!"
"Hang in there!!"
...
On the beach, Alsop squinted his eyes and enjoyed Caracas's snacks.
Carl held Alsop's calf with one hand and chewed on a piece of waffle with the other.
Meanwhile, Armstrong and Henry stood aside and watched while drooling.
"I'm so envious of him," Henry could not help but say.
"Yeah, I'm so envious of him. I want to eat waffles too."
"..."
Was this guy's focus actually on the snacks?
At this moment, the door of the background wall suddenly opened. Alan rushed over and stood in front of Alsop. He panted and said, "I... I just found... something big!"
"What are you talking about? It can't be that Lee was touched on the butt by Putnam, right?" Alsop said. She did not even take off her sunglasses while laying down on the beach chair.
Alan was silent for a moment and said, "You guessed half right."
"What do you mean?" Alsop was slightly stunned.
"It's not touching the butt, it's stabbing the butt... it's very painful."
??
Are you f*cking kidding me?