Love Comes After Marriage novel Chapter 212

All the artists that belonged to Hai Rui, whether they attended events or not, ended up being harassed by reporters. Apart from a few artists that were too busy to respond straight away, everyone else expressed complete trust in their agency and anticipation towards Tangning.

To a great extent, this showed the demeanor of a leading company. Of course, it also proved that in this industry, Mo Ting was in a position of absolute dominance.

Late into the night. After a long day at work, Mo Ting finally returned home. As he walked in through the front door, he discovered Tangning wearing a thin layer of training gear as she worked out in the gym. He was silent for a few seconds. At first, he was afraid she'd be cold, but on second thought, he decided to grab a pair of black training shirt and pants and joined her.

Tangning was already 26-years-old. If she was to maintain her fit and healthy figure, she would need to put in a lot more effort than those that were younger than her. So, seeing her dripping in sweat, Mo Ting couldn't help but feel his heart ache a little...

He approached her from behind, leaned over and helped her lift the dumbbell in her hands as she leaned back onto his chest, "It's OK to have high expectations for yourself. But...you shouldn't push yourself too hard."

"I have no choice, I don't have a trainer," Tangning leaned against Mo Ting's body as she sighed, "But, you're right, when I follow the same routine as before, I do feel my body can't handle it as well."

Mo Ting nudged her forward and placed the dumbbell back on the floor.

He then grabbed a towel and gently wiped the sweat from Tangning's body.

"What do you mean you don't have a trainer? I'll train with you..."

Tangning froze for a moment. Suddenly, she took a couple steps back before removing Mo Ting's shirt from his body...An extremely attractive male body was exposed before her; his 8-pack abdominal muscles were perfectly sculpted and his tight muscles complemented his healthily glowing bronze skin...

Seeing the courage of his woman, Mo Ting's lips curved upwards into a smile, "You've seen it so many times. Still not satisfied?"

"President Mo, from now on, I hope you don't wear clothes at home."

Mo Ting hooked his arm around Tangning's waist and drew her into his chest, "You like seeing me like this?"

"Who wouldn't want to see a sight like this?" Tangning couldn't help but ask back. "However, only I am allowed to see it - only me."

Mo Ting was pleased with Tangning's possessiveness, so he lowered his head and passionately kissed her on the lips. After a few minutes of affection, he grabbed onto her waist and said, "The top half of your body is strong enough...you should focus on training your abdominal muscles."

"Do you feel that my body isn't flexible enough?"

Mo Ting was resisting his urges, yet here she was trying to provoke him.

He pinched her on the waist and explained, "If a woman trains her lower abdominal muscles well, it will be beneficial towards giving birth later."

"Then you should train with me."

Mo Ting lowered his head and brushed his nose against Tangning's, "I'm not the one giving birth -you are."

Tangning could feel her heart beating out of her chest because of the soul-stealing, hormone-fueled atmospherethat was right in front of her. In a moment like this, even if he was to ask her to run 10,000 meters she would be willing, let alone train her abdominal muscles a little...

Mo Ting looked at Tangning. All of a sudden, he lifted her horizontally in his arms. At a time like this, who still had the mood to train?

He directly carried her into the bedroom and straight into the bathroom. The couple made love once and then made love again until they were completely exhausted. Afterwards, they headed into the kitchen to cook noodles for each other.

Sitting at the dining table, Tangning looked at Mo Ting who was wearing nothing but a robe. She shook her head. It seemed, she would need to hire a female trainer. Otherwise, if Mo Ting was her trainer, she was afraid 9-out-of-10 times, they would end up on the bed.

Mo Ting saw through to her thoughts. He returned to his usual seriousness and cleared his throat, "I couldn't control myself today, I promise there won't be a next time."