C865 Morning Run

After Chen Yan saw it, he immediately dialed a number and the other side quickly answered.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yan's voice that just woke up was still a bit lazy.

"Running in the morning." On the other end of the phone, Teng Yueming sounded a bit out of breath.

Chen Yan looked at the time. It was nine o'clock. Usually, when they were at home