Today was Saturday.
The weather was clear.
After Lin Fan had breakfast, he sat on the sofa and played with his phone for a while. Then, he drove the Rolls-Royce south to Yi Ke City.
After all, he had not seen Qiu Ziqian and Huang Ling for a while.
When the doorbell rang, Qiu Ziqian quickly opened the door.
Qiu Ziqian was wearing black tight-fitting sportswear, showing off her perfect figure and slender limbs.
On her pretty face, beads of sweat were flowing down her snow-white neck into her cleavage.
The air was filled with the pleasant smell of sweat.
When Qiu Ziqian saw that it was Lin Fan, she said happily, "You're here!"
Then, she turned around and shouted, "Huang Ling, look who's here!"
Lin Fan looked inside.
Huang Ling was on the yoga mat. She was lying on the floor like the instructor on TV, swaying her butt up and down.
Huang Ling slowly turned her head when she heard the voice.
