How did I become a god

Chapter 1706 Training (Part 1)

Jinggao has one hour of exercise time every day, without fail. However, most of the time is in the morning.

Today, this has been adjusted to after lunch.

After greeting the smiling Guan Yujia, Wen Xiaoli led the way for Jing Gao. She pondered carefully how to address the group of beauties who had arrived at the gym.

I only decided to use "beauty" after consulting with my colleague Chu Wenjun. Otherwise, should we use "madam" or "Miss"?

"Mr. Jing, the gym is ready. All the ladies have arrived."

That sounds really awkward!
Using terms like "Madam," "Imperial Concubine," or "Beauty" isn't quite appropriate. Terms like "Beautiful Woman" or "Graceful Lady" are more suitable.

However, she felt that Chu Wenjun seemed somewhat distant from her.

Between colleagues, sigh...

The demure and elegant 37-year-old woman sighed softly to herself. She truly wanted to seize the opportunity to be by Mr. Jing's side!
The entire 39th floor is a high-rise building, so it has a medium-sized private gym with equipment comparable to a top-tier fitness club.

Bright floor-to-ceiling windows bring the view of the Huangpu River indoors, the floor is covered with professional anti-slip and shock-absorbing mats, and the air is filled with a faint, invigorating smell of rubber and cleaning agents.

One side is the strength training area, fully equipped with dumbbells, barbells, cable machines, and Smith machines, all gleaming with a cold metallic luster;
On the other side are the aerobic and free training areas, with treadmills, rowing machines, and elliptical trainers neatly arranged, and large open spaces available for yoga, Pilates, or core training.

As soon as he entered, Jing Gao saw Feng Xuehua, who was already waiting there. She was doing stretching exercises to warm up. When she saw him bring Lily in, she smiled and stood up straight, "Brother Jing, you're here."

This 32-year-old beautiful woman was wearing a light gray, form-fitting professional yoga outfit. The highly elastic fabric perfectly accentuated her 1.68-meter-tall, curvaceous figure.

Her ample breasts were full and perky, her slender waist was so thin it could be grasped in one hand, and her rounded curves drew a breathtaking arc.

Her beautiful face bore the charming smile of a thirty-two-year-old woman, exuding an elegant and serene aura refined by literature. Yet, the alluring curves accentuated by her tight-fitting clothes gave her a unique and captivating charm, like a moving painting.

Jing Gao walked over with a smile and casually patted her firm, bouncy breasts. "Xiao Feng, have you rested enough?"

Yesterday at noon, this beautiful woman was playing cards in her room on the second floor of her old house. She lost three rounds in a row, and her back ached and her legs felt weak, like noodles.

Feng Xuehua's eyes sparkled, her brows and eyes radiant with spring-like joy. Her face glowed with a healthy glow, and she responded in a sweet voice with a hint of coquetry: "Brother Jing, it's been a whole day already, don't underestimate me."

Xi Siyan, standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle softly. Today, she was wearing a white cropped sports T-shirt and tight-fitting sports shorts. Her slender figure, standing at 1.66 meters tall, and her pert 34C breasts filled out the T-shirt with beautiful curves.

Furthermore, she possesses bright eyes and white teeth, a beautiful face, and an innate aloofness, like an iceberg snow lotus. At this moment, her smile is like the thawing of an ice river, making her exceptionally captivating.

Jing Gao gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her smooth forehead. This girl, who had been with him for many years and had given him her virginity, held a different place in his heart than Xiao Feng, the bookish and beautiful woman who had joined him later in life.

"Siyan, what are you laughing at?"

"Brother Jing, you're quite the ladies' man!" Xi Siyan smiled lightly, her bright eyes sweeping over the many beauties of all shapes and sizes present, and teased, "You always have so many beautiful women accompanying you during your daily workouts."

Jing Gao, with his thick skin, chuckled.

“Brother Jing… you’ve already tacitly agreed!” Standing next to the aloof beauty Xi Siyan with bright eyes and white teeth, Ke Lingling covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him with tender affection.

Today she was wearing a loose white cotton shirt, the hem of which was tied in a knot at the high waist, revealing her flat, smooth abdomen without an ounce of fat and her incredibly slim A4 waist.

She wore a pair of black high-waisted leggings, which perfectly showcased her tall and slender figure of 172cm.
Those long, straight, and shapely legs, as if they stepped out of a comic book, and that firm, round, peach-like bottom tightly wrapped around her, were incredibly alluring. Although she was only a little girl, overall, she possessed a slender, delicate beauty, a bony yet sexy charm.

Jing Gao felt a flutter in his heart at her affectionate gaze, but considering her past identity, he really didn't know how to respond.

He, Guo Siyue, and An Xiaoqian had always considered Ke Lingling as An Yi's wife. Although Ke Lingling and An Yi had now openly broken up, and their friends and family knew it, he still couldn't get over it!

Jing Gao changed the subject, saying, "Lingling, don't you have to go to the office today?"

"I'm the boss, my working hours are very flexible." Ke Lingling giggled, taking the initiative to approach Jing Gao, affectionately hugging his arm, her soft body pressed against him, her breath sweet as orchids in his ear, her voice seductive:

"Brother, are my leggings sexy today? Aren't my little breasts round and plump? I don't even dare to wear this in the office; I can only cover them up with the hem of my white shirt, because I'm afraid people will keep staring..."

With his arm held by a tall, slender, and beautiful woman, Jing Gao didn't dare to move. His gaze unconsciously drifted to Lingling's pert little drum.

The black, tight leggings felt like a second skin, wrapping her shapely buttocks in a way that accentuated their fullness and stunning curves. They trembled slightly with her every movement, exuding youthful elasticity and a silent allure that was truly captivating.

He smiled gently and nodded.

Ke Lingling immediately beamed with joy, feeling sweet inside. Jing Ge was such a gentle man. She quickly gave Jing Gao a quick kiss on the cheek, leaving a faint lip print.

Jing Gao smiled and shook his head, gently rubbing her hair. "Naughty!" He then turned his gaze to Wang Qiuyu, who was secretly laughing beside him.

Wang Qiuyu is 25 years old this year. At 1.7 meters tall, she is a little shorter than Ke Lingling. She has a beautiful and delicate face and a kind of restrained charm.

Today she was wearing a black cropped sports vest, which showed off her firm and full curves.

She wore a pair of white, fitted sports pants that perfectly hugged her round, bouncy buttocks and long, slender legs. Her wasp waist, perky buttocks, and long legs created a breathtakingly curvaceous figure.

"Brother Jing..." Seeing Jing Gao looking over, Wang Qiuyu took the initiative to wave her little hand to greet him.

Jing Gao asked with a smile, "Qiu Yu, is my Koenigsegg doing well at the supercar club? I'll go check on it after I'm done with these few days."

A charming smile spread across Wang Qiuyu's beautiful, fair face, exuding a unique and sweet allure: "Brother Jing, you have no idea how famous your Koenigsegg is in the club. Car enthusiasts from Jiangsu and Zhejiang even come here specifically to see it."

Jing Gao chuckled. He wasn't interested in the so-called "second-generation rich" circle; cars were just a hobby for him. He reached out and gently stroked Wang Qiuyu's smooth face, lifting her delicate chin.

The beautiful woman, with her refined and understated elegance, blushed deeply, but her beautiful eyes boldly met Jing Gao's gaze, sparkling and captivating.

She doesn't have the courage of her friend Ke Lingling, otherwise she would definitely give Brother Jing a sweet kiss, maybe a French kiss.

Therefore, her progress with Brother Jing is entirely controlled by him. She's his race queen, his chosen co-pilot!
Seeing Wang Qiuyu, a beautiful and intelligent girl, so charming and affectionate, Jing Gao's heart fluttered.

The cabbages in his field are ripe and ready to be picked.

If Lingling hadn't been there, afraid that she and Qiuyu would have fallen out, he really wanted to kiss this charming and beautiful woman, Qiuyu, properly! Gently stroking her flushed and hot smooth face, he leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "Qiuyu, wait for your brother."

"Mmm..." Wang Qiuyu responded softly, nodding vigorously, her face turning even redder, her breathing becoming somewhat disordered, and her long, beautiful legs unconsciously pressing tightly together.

Jing Gao smiled slightly, gently patted her bouncy leather drum, and walked towards Li Shuyao in the equipment area not far away.

(End of this chapter)