After Ruan Hongzhuang brushed her teeth and washed her face, she went straight to the balcony.
Ever since she got together with Shen Siyuan, she rarely wore makeup, because it wasn't necessary at all. Her bare face was her most perfect state.
She stood to the side, watching Shen Siyuan exercise. No, it would be more accurate to say he was practicing cultivation.
Shen Siyuan was only wearing shorts, and as he moved, his muscles trembled, and his tendons and bones stretched. It was a sight that made people gasp, yet it possessed a unique masculine beauty, a beauty of strength.
There's a saying, 'walking hormones,' and it's not an exaggeration to use it to describe Shen Siyuan. He was like the lion king among a pride, the alpha among wolves, a symbol of strength and power, with a deadly allure to the opposite sex, and certainly to some of the same sex, as well.
Ruan Hongzhuang was now extremely grateful that she had acted early; otherwise, it might not have been her turn at all.
