Xue Jing smiled and was about to reply when he saw several female students in school uniforms arguing on the side of the track.,It seemed she hadn't expected Xue Jing to actually take it. The girl was taken aback, a blush creeping onto her face: "No...no need to be polite.",Xue Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel. He wasn't sure if it was an illusion or because the towel had been held in that junior sister's arms for too long, but it seemed to have a faint scent.。