Septuplet And Their Super Daddy

Chapter 32 Woman, You Are Not Simple

A hand-drawn human image appeared on the first page of the book.

The most striking thing was that in Michael's eyes, a movement of the person in the painting seemed to come alive. Like a real person, he appeared in front of Michael and kept repeating that movement.

Seeing this, Michael's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

Originally, he didn't pay much attention to this book at all.

Now it seemed like something really awesome.

Putting down the book, Michael stood in the living room and followed the figure in front of him. On the first page, there was a detailed description of the first exercise, which required 10 minutes to practice.

Otherwise, the human body wouldn't be able to endure the power and would be injured internally.

The first exercise was titled Crane Move, where he should reach out one hand towards the sky, the other hand backward, while standing on one foot.

The first exercise was to improve his energy and tenacity.

Michael followed along. However, after only 10 seconds, he couldn't hold on any longer. His body went limp, and he collapsed in an instant.

Then, Michael started to pant heavily.

‘F*ck, it's so difficult to do the first move. The system must be kidding me.’

Just now, he had thought that he had got something good. But now, because of the difficulty of the exercises, the thought disappeared in an instant.

‘F*ck, I really don't believe it. I can't even hold on for a minute.’

Michael made up his mind and began to repeat the exercise again.

However, every time he did it, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

However, Michael did not give up.

He fell down again and again, and then stood up again and again.

The first time, 10 seconds.

The second time, 15 seconds.

The third time, 25 seconds.

...

The sixth time, 50 seconds.

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Finally, when it was 51 seconds for the seventh time, Michael could no longer bear it. His body went limp and he sat down on the floor, gasping for breath.

He found that his clothes were all wet with sweat.

This time, Michael rested for more than two minutes and continued.

Michael was caught in the middle of the fight.

‘I just don't believe it. I was once the king of playboys in the city. How could such a simple exercise be difficult for me?’

Michael made up his mind and decided that he must finish it within a minute.

Having had enough rest, Michael stood up again.

One hand pointed to the sky, the other to the back, while standing on one foot.

Creak!

At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and a beautiful figure walked out.

Looking at Michael, who was standing alone in the living room standing on only one of his feet, Catherine was stunned at first. Then she giggled.

She laughed so happily that she looked like a flower.

Looking at this, Michael couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He said seriously, "Stop fooling around! Stop laughing."

"Hahaha..."

"Michael, what are you doing? Are you practicing martial arts like in martial arts and novels?"

Seeing Michael's comical posture, Catherine couldn't hold back her laughter and covered her stomach with her hands.

Hearing this, Michael raised his eyebrows.

'So you knew it already.'

'Women, you're not simple.'

‘Thirty seconds!’

Michael secretly calculated the time in his heart. At this time, he had already felt the pressure from his body. It was so heavy that it was like a cow was pressing down on his body.

Seeing that Michael did not respond to her, Catherine also became curious. At this time, she swung her wet hair and walked straight toward Michael.