When they reached the periphery of the airing area, the large rectangular field still made Su Mo's legs weak.
If she were to run 10 laps, would she really not make it?
The huge searchlight swept back and forth; the field was empty, with barely anyone around that night.
Su Mo placed her bag by the netting and began warming up with Lu Chen.
As they started running, Lu Chen followed leisurely behind her. She managed to keep up her energy for the entire first lap.
However, lacking physical enhancement, Su Mo couldn't move her legs anymore after the third lap.
Large beads of sweat fell from her forehead. She bent over, hands on knees, gasping for breath: "I can't do it anymore."
"Your stamina is worse than I thought," Lu Chen said as he patted her back and created a small ice cube for her to hold in her mouth.
His fingertips touched the girl's warm lips, and he reflexively withdrew his hand and coughed lightly: "Continue."