Qing Yue was not far behind him, holding a palm-leaf fan from who knows where, leisurely walking forward while fanning toward the direction of her collarbone, opening up her coat. The class monitor's face was flushed, dotted with a few glistening beads of sweat, as appealing as a ripe peach;
And above her, Xing Jie had tied her hair into a ponytail early on. She removed her jacket and tied it around her waist, her long legs powerfully swinging as she stepped up the stairs, exuding an overflowing sense of vitality.
She was the fastest walker among the three and was now leading the hiking group.
"Qing Yue, do you want me to help you carry something?"
Xu Xiangyang, seeing the girl behind him drenched in sweat with a backpack and looking somewhat exhausted, couldn't help but stop and ask.
Like himself, Qing Yue wasn't particularly good at sports, and being a girl, she was definitely having a harder time than him.
"No need."
The class monitor waved her hand at him weakly.