10 o'clock at night.
The huge field was practically empty.
Two petite girls ran around the perimeter.
After three rounds, even Qiao Mianmian, who was rather fit for a girl, was panting hard as she took a seat.
Sweat rolled down her forehead in huge beads.
Their hair and clothes were completely soaked in sweat.
"Baby, y-you shouldn't have… come with me." Jiang Luoli tried to speak while panting.
She was lying on the ground, unable to move.
Qiao Mianmian lay down beside her and wiped some sweat off her own face, smiling. "You wouldn't have ended up in such a conflict with them if you weren't standing up for me. I was the cause of all these, how could I leave you to do this on your own?
"Moreover, I haven't had a good run in a long time. This doesn't feel so bad."
"Hahaha, it does feel pretty good."
