Jiang Tang blushed, feeling utterly flustered and annoyed.
Shen Xiunian calmly said, “I’m lifting weights.”
Jiang Tang: ?
Are you even human?
You woke up at six, spent the whole day in the underground lab doing experiments until nine, and started lifting weights as soon as you got home?
She really had to admire Shen Xiunian.
Without thinking, she blurted out, “Show me your abs.”
Jiang Tang had just spoken on impulse.
She knew Shen Xiunian would never show her—after all, his Character Persona was aloof, restrained, serious, and proper.
He even buttoned his shirt all the way to the top.
The next second, the voice call switched to a video call, and Jiang Tang was nearly blinded by Shen Xiunian’s pale, cool-toned skin.
She stared dumbly at the tablet.
Shen Xiunian was wearing a black workout tank top and shorts. His skin had a cool, pale tone, and the exposed skin on his arms and legs was dazzlingly white.
His chest muscles were well-defined, and the muscles in his arms rippled—just the kind of lean, toned physique Jiang Tang loved most.
At this moment, he seemed a little less distant, more fitting for his age: a 21-year-old college guy with boundless energy.
Jiang Tang stared at Shen Xiunian through the screen.
Shen Xiunian tilted his head, looking at her with a casual smile.
Top-tier looks, pale skin, lean muscles—it was enough to make anyone’s stomach flutter.
Jiang Tang almost got a nosebleed.
Her face flushed instantly, and she exclaimed, “Shen Xiunian, what are you doing?”
But her eyes didn’t leave the screen for even a second.
Tsk tsk.
That face, that body, those muscles—the thirst-trap guys on Douyin couldn’t compare.
Jiang Tang pressed her lips together, afraid she’d drool like a fool.
Shen Xiunian raised an eyebrow. “What? Didn’t you say you wanted to see?”
“Don’t want to look anymore?”
Jiang Tang blushed and answered honestly, “I do.”
Shen Xiunian reached down and lifted the hem of his workout tank, revealing a glimpse of his abs and the distinct lines of his Adonis belt on either side.
They were perfectly sculpted, without a single hair in sight.
Jiang Tang stared intently.
Shen Xiunian didn’t lift it any higher.
Jiang Tang was deeply disappointed. She looked at him anxiously and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Why did he stop?
Shen Xiunian replied casually, “Tangtang, I’ll show you mine.”
“But you have to show me yours too. That’s only fair.”
Jiang Tang: ?
She rubbed her stomach and immediately refused. “I don’t have abs.”
“Is that so? Then never mind.” Shen Xiunian let the hem of his tank top fall back down.
Jiang Tang was crushed!
So close! Just a little bit more!
She was so frustrated!
Jiang Tang looked at Shen Xiunian with regret, blinking her eyes pleadingly, hoping he’d take pity on her and show her.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.
Shen Xiunian, however, had returned to his usual aloof and restrained demeanor.
It was seriously attractive.
“Shen Xiunian, you’re awful!”
Jiang Tang tried to sound fierce, but it only made her look even cuter.
A flicker of amusement passed through Shen Xiunian’s eyes. While Jiang Tang was looking at him, he was also looking at her.
She looked even more beautiful on video than in photos.
Jiang Tang was wearing that pink pajama set, her smooth hair falling around her shoulders. At that moment, she was staring at him with a look of frustration—beautiful, bright, and full of spirit.
“Shen Xiunian,” Jiang Tang whined. “How could you do this?”
“Just show me, please.”
Otherwise, she’d keep thinking about it.
“No.” Shen Xiunian refused flatly.
Jiang Tang felt like Shen Xiunian was deliberately teasing her, but she had to admit—it was working.
She huffed lightly. “Fine, don’t show me. It’s not like I really wanted to see anyway.”
Shen Xiunian raised an eyebrow and started working out again.
Jiang Tang didn’t even feel like playing games anymore.
She watched Shen Xiunian’s tall, long-legged, broad-shouldered, and narrow-waisted figure on the screen performing various exercises, showcasing his muscle definition.
His muscle lines were truly perfect to an unbelievable degree.
Shen Xiunian was also wearing headphones, and his panting sounds were clearly transmitted to Jiang Tang through them.
Jiang Tang felt this was better than any “otome drama” she had ever listened to before.
She was really starting to feel a fire in her lower abdomen.
Jiang Tang didn’t want to keep watching, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Her lower abdomen felt uncomfortably tight.
How annoying.
She watched Shen Xiunian exercise like this for half an hour.
Half an hour later, Shen Xiunian stopped.
He was sweating, his black hair parted three-to-seven was damp with sweat. He casually ran his fingers through it, pushing it back. His workout T-shirt clung to his body, clearly outlining his beautiful chest and abdominal muscles—who could resist such handsomeness!
He drank a bottle of water, his Adam’s apple bobbing continuously as he drank, super sexy.
After drinking, he leaned closer to the screen, looked at Jiang Tang, and chuckled lightly, “I’m going to take a shower.”
Jiang Tang stared at the screen completely filled with Shen Xiunian’s handsome face, her heartbeat instantly speeding up. She suspected Shen Xiunian was deliberately seducing her.
Shen Xiunian really went to take a shower.
Jiang Tang heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom. She pursed her lips, temporarily muted her side, quietly grabbed a pair of underwear, and ran to the bathroom to rinse off again.
She changed into a clean pair of underwear, washed the one she had taken off, hung it up to dry, and then ran back with a flushed face.
Propping her chin with both hands, pretending nothing had happened, she waited for about fifteen minutes until Shen Xiunian finished his shower and came out.
He was wearing a black silk robe, which wasn’t properly tied, revealing beautiful collarbone lines.
Feeling dizzy, Jiang Tang asked the System, “Tongtong, is Shen Xiunian seducing me?”
Tongtong screamed, “Yes!”
So this is what the Male Lead’s cold and restrained persona is like?
Jiang Tang’s mind went completely blank.
She took a moment to collect herself, finally regaining her composure, and asked Shen Xiunian, “Shen Xiunian, what are you going to do next?”
“I plan to read two research papers before bed.”
Jiang Tang had nothing to say to such high-energy people—his stamina was truly unmatched.
“What about you?” Shen Xiunian asked her.
“I plan to play games. I haven’t opened the merchandise I bought yesterday; I’m going to unpack it and take photos.”
“You probably need quiet to read your papers, so I won’t disturb you?”
Jiang Tang prepared to end the video call.
Shen Xiunian said, “It’s fine, I don’t get distracted easily.”
He put on his silver-framed glasses, once again becoming the cold and restrained “Nian Shen,” but Nian Shen was still showing his collarbone.
Jiang Tang absentmindedly grinded in her game, occasionally glancing up at Shen Xiunian.
Shen Xiunian was very focused while reading his papers, and a focused man had a unique kind of charm.
She played her game for a while, watched Shen Xiunian for a while, and by the time she finished grinding, Shen Xiunian had also finished reading one paper.
Haha. Comparing their progress like this was truly infuriating.
Jiang Tang started unpacking the “seascape” merchandise she had bought yesterday. This was the only protagonist from her favorite game, her dear daughter.
She carefully unpacked the goods, admiring her daughter’s stunning beauty, then slipped protective sleeves over the postcards, placed the badges in protective boxes, and arranged them in her collection display.
She couldn’t bear to remove the protective film from the standees. After arranging everything, she set up the lighting, found the right angles, took photos, and then edited and retouched them.
She happily posted on a social platform, “Bought my dream merchandise today!”
After posting, she pretended not to care and closed the app.
She only opened it again three minutes later.
The result showed zero likes, zero comments, and only 13 views.
She laughed in frustration.
Jiang Tang slumped in her chair, feeling unhappy. How could there not be a single like?
Shen Xiunian glanced at her. “What’s wrong?”
Jiang Tang showed him the post she had made on a social media app. “The photo I took of my merchandise didn’t get a single like.”
Shen Xiunian took a quick look and memorized her username.
He opened his phone and downloaded the app. He didn’t usually have these entertainment apps, having only downloaded a microblogging platform and a short video app the day before to save videos of him and Jiang Tang.
After downloading the app, he registered an account and searched for the username he had just seen. Jiang Tang’s username was: “JiangJiangJiangJiangJiang.”
He found Jiang Tang’s account—a newly created one, with this post being her only one.
Shen Xiunian clicked to boost the post, casually entering an amount of thirty thousand.
Payment completed.
He put down his phone and began reading the second research paper.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Tang stubbornly opened the app again.
“Ahhhhhhh!”