"Couldn't you see it?" This was the first time Xu Baohan had seen such a panicked expression on An Lan's small face. Her pointed lips curved slightly similar to the trace of snow which was started to melt. "I'm carrying you."
"I know." An Lan was blushing. Although both of them were the last in the line, she could feel that someone was looking at their direction.
They all were her subordinates. She had never appeared to be so weak in front of them. She was at a loss. "Put me down quickly. You behave like a hoodlum. You don't have the right to carry me."
"I think I'm rendering help to you. Since you could barely walk, and you wouldn't let me support you, I could only carry you like this." Xu Baohan stared at her, He walked steadily. "An Lan, you're not heavy, in fact, you're quite light."
"You're quite thick-skinned." An Lan gritted her teeth. "Behave like a hoodlum but you called it as rendering help to me."
