Jiang Lei couldn't help but glance at Xi Jiu.
The stern man stood with arms crossed, his gaze sticking to the running girl like glue.
The concentration in his eyes could make one's teeth ache.
Feeling Jiang Lei's gaze upon him, he spoke in a deep voice, "Xiao Qi is an Ancient Martial Artist."
Jiang Lei suddenly realized.
No wonder she has such good stamina!
He nodded in understanding, but after smacking his lips, he felt that there was another flavor to Xi Jiu's tone just then.
...Why did it sound like he was bragging about his kid scoring a hundred percent?
Jiang Lei touched his chin and glanced at Xi Jiu again, catching the man's lips slightly curved up.
"..."
Tsk, people in love are so annoying!
...
The five laps ended.
Ruan Qi, like walking a little dog, dragged Zhan Rong, Su Ai, and the other two as they followed the team back to the starting point.
The moment Jiang Lei shouted 'stop,' the three male leads plopped down on the ground without any image.
