While Zhao Chi was covertly sizing up Song Yan's delicate figure, Song Yan also sneaked a glance at Zhao Chi. Zhao Chi maintained a serious expression, exuding a manly aura, especially with muscles that seemed too robust to be contained. She couldn't help thinking to herself how fortunate her sister-in-law was to have found such a handsome and sunny boyfriend.
At that thought, Song Yan couldn't help but stick out her tongue slightly, revealing a playfully cute demeanor of a young girl. She wondered why she was entertaining such thoughts, feeling as if she were competing with her sister-in-law for a man...
"Sister-in-law, we've rested enough, let's continue?" Zhao Chi said with a smile.
Song Yan nodded and then swiftly stood up on the yoga mat.
Under Zhao Chi's guidance, Song Yan performed the next pose. Her long, beautiful legs were slightly apart, then she bent at the waist, head down, her body folding like a hinge.
