"Hey, beauty Ling Xi, why do I feel that after sixty laps, your face is flushed, but you aren't even out of breath?" Han Xiaoxu looked at Ling Xi with a handsome face full of curiosity, intently watching her as she now leisurely closed her eyes to rest.
The originally slightly reddened cheeks had lost their excessive rosiness, and the sweat on her forehead had dried up. Her stunning face glowed with a healthy hue, her demeanor indifferent, naturally capturing everyone's attention.
Wow... The more I look at such a gorgeous person, the more beautiful she seems!
This was the lovestruck thought running through Han Xiaoxu's mind at the moment.
Hua Jinghao rolled his eyes helplessly, his handsome face filled with speechlessness.
It seemed that every time he encountered Ling Xi, he felt as though his good friend would transform into a different person in an instant; or perhaps, this was his true nature, just previously suppressed.
