Imposter Young Master
Chapter 937 - 942: Want to Sleep? Do Push-Ups First

Chapter 937: Chapter 942: Want to Sleep? Do Push-Ups First

Yang Gang secretly rejoiced in his heart, mulling over a thousand and one ways to coax Yang Fei into his room, but the poised and collected queen had already taken her key card from the front desk and started walking toward the stairs.

Uh?

Yang Fei stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Yang Gang, "What are you daydreaming about? Do you want to sleep on the street?"

Yang Gang immediately snapped back to reality and scurried after her.

Once inside the elevator, Yang Gang watched Yang Fei’s devilish figure from behind... indeed, from the back it was truly devilish, without a single flaw to critique.

He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva.

"Time Elder is truly remarkable, turning Yang Fei into a fine woman with both inner and outer appeal in just five years."

As they made their way to the room, Yang Gang always walked behind Yang Fei, increasingly aware of the transformation in her aura.

Five years ago, Yang Fei was merely a naive young girl, but now, especially after the nurturing of the Empire Queen, the unintentional qualities Yang Fei exuded were filled with the scent of a mature woman, truly mouthwatering and tempting.

At the door of the room, Yang Fei, holding the key card, opened the door and turned to give Yang Gang a glance, rolling her eyes, she said irritably, "Put away those sleazy thoughts of yours, I won’t be sleeping with you."

"Feifei, even if you are an emperor, you are essentially a woman, right? Don’t women need to have a, you know, sex life?" Yang Gang said with ulterior motives.

"I have my special ways of dealing with it," said Queen Feifei.

Yang Gang was very curious, "How do you deal with it?"

"Want to know?"

"Uh-huh."

Yang Fei pointed to the floor, "Do a hundred push-ups, and I’ll show you a demonstration."

"Just that?" Yang Gang was surprised, "I thought it would be some high-difficulty test. But tell me, if I do a hundred push-ups, will you really show me how you...uh, how you take care of your physical needs?"

Yang Fei smiled sweetly, "Not only that, but I’ll lie on the bed and let you do whatever you want."

Yang Gang ’gulped’ down his saliva again, "Wait for me!"

Having said that, Yang Gang immediately got down to the floor, ready to do push-ups.

It wasn’t an empty boast from Yang Gang, he could do not just a hundred push-ups but ten thousand with his current stamina.

Yang Fei sat at the head of the bed with a smile, watching Yang Gang.

"I’m starting now," Yang Gang grinned and started doing push-ups, but he soon felt that something was wrong, this gravity...

"Hey, Feifei, what’s the deal with this gravity?"

Yang Fei’s laughter was alluring and her body swayed, "You didn’t know, did you? The hotel rooms here are all equipped with gravity control systems; right now, the gravity in this room is about a hundred times normal."

"A hundred times?" Yang Gang’s face fell, "Feifei, you’re tricking your brother."

"Hmph! To sleep with your sister, you have to work for it, don’t you? Dear brother, try your best. Your sister is waiting on the bed for her brother to undress."

Yang Gang was struggling, the capillaries in his nostrils dilated. Biting his teeth, he said, "I’ll do it!"

Push-ups under a hundred times the normal gravity were indeed not comparable to normal push-ups. Not only did it mean his body was a hundred times heavier, but also it was difficult to immediately adapt to the environment under a hundred times the gravity.

Yang Gang had not trained under such high gravity before, and although his bones were sturdy, facing a hundred times the gravity for the first time was still extremely challenging.

Yang Gang grit his teeth; 1, 2, 3, 4...

By the time he reached thirty, Yang Gang couldn’t take it anymore and was about to give up. When he looked up, however, he saw Yang Fei had already begun to unbutton her top.

Yang Gang ’gulp’ swallowed his saliva again, and somehow a surge of energy appeared from within, urging him to continue.

47, 48, 49, 50.

At fifty push-ups, Yang Gang was once again unable to move, drenched in sweat.

"I can’t do it anymore, I can’t do it." Just as he was about to give up, when he looked up, he saw that Yang Fei had unbuttoned three quarters of her shirt, already revealing the black lace bra inside.

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ps: There’s a bit of an emergency these last two days, so here is a short Chapter. I’ll post a longer Chapter this afternoon.