"Phew, I'm so tired, I'd rather die than run another 1000 meters."
"Look at you, are you still a man? Even the girls didn't look like this."
"So embarrassing."
The rich kids from the Archaeology Department collapsed one by one on the grass, like salted fish.
"Tian, are you tired? Let me wipe your sweat."
"Here's some water for you."
On the other side, Xiao Pang was feeling quite bitter. Brother Tian looked like he was playing around while running, didn't sweat a drop, yet the two campus belles were anxiously walking over to take care of him.
"Indeed, I'm exhausted. Look how much I've sweated."
"Did Chumo drink this water?"
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Tian pretended to wipe his forehead, then smiled at Lin Chumo and asked.
"Yeah, I drank some, I can buy you another bottle."
Lin Chumo nodded, looking at the water bottle in her hand.
"Why buy it? I want the one my Chumo wife drank."
"Gulp, gulp."