Lu Huai'an glanced sideways at Lin Jiayu beside him. The morning breeze stirred her hair, sketching the soft, lovely contours of her profile.
Her breathing was steady, her pace relaxed, showing she was long accustomed to this level of exercise.
Feeling his gaze, Lin Jiayu turned her head and met his eyes, hers bright and clear. "What are you looking at?"
Chapter 92