C566 I'm Sorry

Slowly and leisurely, Ye Ziheng and Yan Xia'an ran again at a speed that was almost as fast as walking.

"There are still eight laps left."

These words came out of her mouth, but her voice was as soft as a mosquito. Ye Ziheng had been following her closely, afraid that she would suddenly fall down if she was not careful.

"40 minutes left!"

At this time, Yang Cheng suddenly shouted. Then