"Jog steadily and keep your breath even. Don't hop around looking everywhere," James Black said with a hint of a headache as he watched Jane Sampson, who wouldn't behave for one second.
Probably because she hadn't exercised this early before, she found everything she passed curious and even wanted to play with other people's dogs along the way.
In short, she had no interest in jogging, and before long, she fell behind him.
"I'm so tired." Jane Sampson stood still with her hands on her hips. "I don't want to run anymore."
James Black couldn't help but laugh. "We've just come downstairs. Are you sure you've even run a hundred steps?"
Subjected to ruthless mockery, Jane Sampson glared at James Black, and when he came over, grabbing her shoulders, she reluctantly continued to run with him.
