Gong Feiyu

It was not known whether it was by chance or exceptional fate. The exact same scene as they first met suddenly awakened Wang Yan's memory.

A female leopard whizzed past him.

It swept up a hurricane and crushed a patch of dawn.

The last time was 7:30 pm, and now it was 6:30 am. The same scorching heat gradually dissipated, and the sky was dim.

A girl who was at least 185 centimeters tall, wearing professional sports shorts and a tank top, swung a pair of well-proportioned, strong long legs, and swept over like a hurricane.

The smooth thigh muscles, with every step, were extremely tense and contracted.

When she stepped out, it was like a compressed spring, suddenly releasing a huge amount of kinetic energy, pushing her to sprint like a cheetah.

In just a breath's time, she had rushed past the edge of the straight track, slowed down, moved her body, and slowly walked back.