The air crackled with the distant sounds of tires screeching against the track. Jingliu dismounted her motorbike after completing 10 laps.

She removed her helmet, and then her gaze swept across the track. In the distance, she saw that you had just finished your laps and were still sitting on your bike. She closed the distance with a soft smile on her lips. After leaning casually against your bike, she wrapped both her arms around your neck.

"How was the training?"