882 Familiar Sprightly Figure (1/2)
Platinum Sky Condominium.
Long Jinjing gave one last kick to the focus mitt that Robin was holding before falling to the padded gym floor and not moving. She was gasping so hard and desperately trying to breathe more oxygen into her deprived lungs. It felt like all her energy had been used up in Robin's super intense 45-minute self-defence training.
”Excellent work, Miss Jinjing.” Shun who played the part of ”attacker” in the self-defence scenarios they covered today handed her a bottle of water, the cap already removed, but she couldn't even raise herself from the floor to receive it.
Robin removed her focus mitts before helping her up. Long Jinjing felt embarrassed but was helpless because she really felt too exhausted.
”Thanks.”
”No problem, Miss Jinjing,” Robin said with a smile. ”I'll give you thirty seconds to catch your breath before we have to do cool down exercises and stretching.”
Long Jinjing wanted to cry. ”Can I skip it?”
”I'm sorry, Miss,” Robin said, her tone sympathetic. ”Boss Hao personally designed and approved your training program. We have to follow it or we'll get into trouble.”
Long Jinjing sighed and nodded. She didn't want Robin and Shun to get into trouble because of her. However, she intended to complain to Lu Zihao later and ask him to make her training a little lighter and suitable for regular people like her. All she wanted was to increase her strength and stamina and learn a bit of self-defence, not become a soldier or a professional fighter.
When Lu Zihao told her that he wouldn't go easy on her and that she should prepare herself, he really wasn't joking. This kind of training was like the ones she watched in action movies, maybe even more brutal and less showy. Although Robin and Shun called the moves that they were teaching her self-defence, she felt like they were more like assassination techniques.
Fine, she was exaggerating but the moves were still more violent than what she expected self-defence to be.
”I…I'll cook us dinner,” she offered.
”Absolutely not, Miss Jinjing!” Robin looked horrified at the thought, not at Long Jinjing's cooking, but at her Boss Hao's anger if he discovered that his subordinates allowed his tired girlfriend to cook for them.
”Please rest, Miss,” the calmer Shun said. ”We'll order take-out for dinner instead.”
”Where's Shun?” Long Jinjing asked, heading to sit at the kitchen counter instead to chat with Robin.
”He's in the lobby waiting to receive our take-out dinner from the delivery person. Boss Hao doesn't allow any outsiders to come to this penthouse.” Robin handed Long Jinjing a tall glass of smoothie with a straw.
”I see. Thanks.” She sipped the smoothie and smiled. ”This is delicious.”
”Glad you like it, Miss.”