Leng Zimo glanced at his watch; fifteen minutes had passed. It was her first practice, so naturally, the intensity couldn't be too high.
"Alright, take a break!"
Luo Xiaoqian jumped off the bike, gasping for breath.
At this moment, the sun had already risen. Being in the remote suburbs, near the mountains and by the water, the morning air seemed to carry a sweet flavor. She wandered to the lakeside and, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance, Luo Xiaoqian stretched out her arms with contentment, taking a deep breath.
It had been a long time since she'd risen this early. When she was cycling, all she felt was exhaustion, but now that she had stopped, there was actually a comfortable feeling.
A water bottle was passed to her soundlessly, and she took it, about to gulp it down.
By her side, Leng Zimo's voice had already sounded.
"Small sips. Let it sit in your mouth for five seconds, then swallow!"
Tyrant!
Even dictating how to drink water.