Later, Nathan Foster insisted, so South Grant could only follow and run two laps. It was only on the second lap that she belatedly realized what Nathan Foster meant earlier!
Oh crap!
You've taken it to the skies with your dirty mind!
At this moment, Nathan Foster was also running, having long since left South Grant far behind.
When South Grant truly couldn't run any longer, she sat beside the track, watching Nathan Foster and the soldiers running.
These young, energetic soldiers were all shirtless, wearing only camo pants while they ran.
The sun-kissed honey-colored skin looked particularly appealing in the morning light.
Their robust muscles, solid arms, and agile figures formed the most beautiful scenery in the morning light.
South Grant sat on the side, leisurely admiring the view.
When Nathan Foster ran over, he saw South Grant's gaze following that group of soldiers.
