Gu Ran really wanted to swim because he had heard that swimming was one of the best forms of fitness, but he dared not to go now with Yan Hanxiang and He Qingyan in the pool.
Going down now would be like a plucked and whitewashed duck jumping into brine.
He played with Su Xiaoqing for a while—the little thing had been forgotten by its owner, and Gu Ran had also left the gym.
After showering in the room and changing into new clothes, he looked for the washing machine on the balcony but couldn't find it. He left the dirty clothes he had just taken off together with yesterday's in the bathroom, planning to deal with them later.
Breakfast was already prepared, also delivered by the property management butler, with both Western and Chinese options available.
Zhuang Jing didn't eat fried dough sticks, yet there were some in the small basket on the table, considering Gu Ran, in case he wanted to eat them.
