The scenery around the villa was very good, and the road was flat and open.
Although Jiang Xun was jogging, she would increase her speed a little after each lap.
Because the increase in speed was not obvious at first, Jiayi did not think much of it, but once he reached his third lap, he couldn't hold on any longer.
Even if he were to run at a constant speed, he wouldn't be able to manage three laps, never mind doing it when trying to keep up with Jiang Xun!
It was already close to winter. At this time of the year, the capital was especially windy, particularly the suburbs. Since Jiayi was panting heavily, he had to stop and breathe in through his nose to keep his mouth from drying out, but the cold wind hurt his throat and eyes anyway.
Jiayi's breathing became more and more rapid. Finally, he could no longer hold it in and slowed down. "Jiang... Jiang Xun, do... Do you still want to...keep running?"
