Liang Zixuan suddenly felt that something was wrong. She raised her head and asked anxiously, "What are you doing?"
Han Yuanjun hugged her as they both fell onto the bed. He then kissed her passionately. "Do a morning exercise."
Because of the morning exercise, Liang Zixuan didn't even have time to eat breakfast at home.
Sitting in the car, Liang Zixuan drank milk and scowled as she bit into her sandwich. "I'm going to be late!"
"No." Han Yuanjun was in a very good mood today. He always wore a tie, but today, he didn't wear a tie. He even unbuttoned two buttons on his collar, fully revealing the hickeys on his neck.
"Don't worry, even though my driving skills can't be compared to Deng Hui and Dai Tian, I'm still much better than Zou Juan."
As he spoke, Han Yuanjun had already passed four cars in a row. It felt like he was driving a race car, instead of Bently.
