The Young Lady's Workout

The Young Lady's Workout

Fourth Brother went on and on.

The last thing he said was, "The Ran family's Young Lady has a hobby—when she has free time, she likes running."

"Morning runs and night runs both—"

"Stop!" Shen Wuxiao raised a hand to stop him.

Fourth Brother immediately fell silent.

"No need to say more. I see her." A smile rose onto Shen Wuxiao's face.

He had seen Ran Xincheng before, though only in photographs. He had never met her in person.

But after one look, she was nearly impossible to forget.

After all, she was one of the top five beauties in the Imperial Capital.

The lively figure on the blue-brick path had long since caught his eye.

Ran Xincheng wore an orange-yellow gradient tracksuit, its fitted cut outlining her curves almost perfectly.

A small hollowed-out design on her back revealed her shoulder blades faintly with every stride.

Her neat high ponytail stood like a sky-piercing braid, the orange ribbon tied at its end fluttering lightly in the wind.

Her fair skin gleamed with a healthy luster beneath the sunlight. The firm muscles of her calves rose and fell smoothly with each step, every movement brimming with strength and beauty.

A light sheen of sweat covered her cheeks, refracting into scattered sparks beneath the sun.

It made her phoenix eyes even more alluring.

Beneath her high nose bridge, her crimson lips were slightly parted, and even each breath she exhaled carried a rhythm that made hearts tremble.

Looked good, loved looking, wanted to fuck!

Other than Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi, Shen Wuxiao's subordinates did not dare stare at her casually.

In this state, their Young Master's target was most likely their Young Madam.

Xiao Jiu's eyes were full of amazement. "Young Master, Miss Ran is so beautiful!"