Chapter 0305-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

The sound was Leon, so there was no turning back, but continued practicing in silence.

The specialized name for the movement that Rosewether is practicing is the “Pilates push-up,” which differs from the traditional push-up in that it involves one knee on the ground, the other leg straight, at the same level as the lumbar spine, and the elbow placed near the ribcage.

Take the load off your arms and turn it into a great test of core strength in your lower back and abdominal area.

“Yo, pretty standard.” Leon walked over and sat cross-legged next to Los Viceroy.

Rose Visser was doing push-ups, her lotus root arms were slender and not as thin as bamboo poles, and her waist and hip curves were undulating, like rolling mountains.

She glanced at Leon, “Milan said I do it standard too, want me to teach you?”

“No thanks, I don’t want to do all these weird moves in tight pants, still traditional sports are more my thing.”

“Hmph.”

Lois Visser ignored him and continued with her Pilates push-ups.

Before Milan left he said that this pose is the foundation of the foundations and that practicing it more often will give you a good foundation for future yoga classes.

It just so happened that the last thing Loseweather needed right now was time to practice for as long as she could.

Leon sat next to her and watched her, suddenly remembering the school field day.

At that time, he was also trying his best to regain his physical fitness so that he could help Noa get a good result in the Games.

Push-ups, sit-ups, long-distance running, that’s a daily necessity.

And he distinctly remembered a time when he was in push-ups and Lois Visser got underneath him and scared him:

If you run out of energy, you’ll have to kiss me.

Five hundred push-ups was indeed an astronomical number for Leon, who had not yet fully recovered at the time;

But with this female dragon underneath him to give him a “bottom”, he froze and gritted his teeth to finish.

He remembered that day at dinner, when he no longer had the strength to lift his arms and had to rely on Baby Moon to feed him.

Thoughts returning to the present, Leon narrowed his eyes as he scrutinized Loseweather, and the bad taste in his stomach began to churn.

A few seconds later, Leon’s face suddenly appeared in Los Viceroy’s line of sight – only upside down.

Pilates push-ups are in a different position than traditional push-ups, and Leon can’t get underneath Los Vespers.

What’s more, she’s pregnant now, so it wouldn’t be good if she accidentally pushed up against her stomach.

So Leon swords his way in and burrows his head right underneath Los Viceroy’s face.

Although the other’s face is reversed in each other’s view, it’s not a big problem, the effect is the same.

“What are you doing?” Loseweather asked coldly, her arms propped up on her upper body.

“Give you some motivation to make a few more, if you accidentally take off, you’ll have to kiss me, the dragonslayer, and you don’t want that, do you?”

It was basically the exact same words, and all of a sudden, it also brought back memories of Loseweather.