Sunday, early morning.
Three people were swimming in the pool, each at their own pace.
Lately, Yan Hanxiang had been waking up early every day. Previously, Gu Ran had simply thought she was busy with work lately, but it turned out she was making headway in her research.
Just like doing a math problem, without a direction you can only write 'solution' and have nothing else to do, but once you have a direction, you start to write feverishly.
Of course, this direction might not necessarily be the right one.
And even the right direction might not yield the right results.
That's why it's important to seize the time.
After swimming, it was time for a massage.
Yan Hanxiang had a slender figure, but felt full and well-proportioned to the touch, a bit vulgarly expressed: first-rate.
Not to mention the relationship between Gu Ran and Yan Hanxiang, giving a massage to such a body was enjoyment in itself for the masseuse.
