Seeing Ye Qingyu's face looking a bit sour, Tian Xia looked confused: "Chief, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Qingyu: ...
Forget it.
He had always told her to be serious, which led to her not showing any intention to pursue him, and now he was the one not used to it.
Ye Qingyu coughed, and the two stood at the starting line.
After running for a few laps, Tian Xia was dripping with sweat, exclaiming, "Chief, training with you has really improved me!"
Ye Qingyu's face remained unflushed, undisturbed, and even without panting, he looked at her.
Tian Xia, propping up her thighs, opened her mouth wide, panting, her lips rosy, which made Ye Qingyu feel a bit parched, so he quickly looked away.
As soon as he did, his coat corner got tugged.
He looked down and saw Tian Xia looking at him pitifully: "Chief, can you run with me one more time?"
Ye Qingyu: ...
So, what's this all about, running with her on Mid-Autumn Festival?!
Forget it, let's finish the run first.
