The young woman's laughter filled the air. It was a light-hearted trill expressing the simple joy of having fun with a person she liked.
"Do you want to join in on the fun too?" Yin Zhihan asked, sporting a grin.
Lu Ning hastened a bashful denial, "No..."
"Aww, it looks like fun! Let's have some fun. Come on; I'll carry you." Yin Zhihan bent down low, offering his back to Lu Ning. "Your Highness, your loyal steed has arrived."
Lu Ning chewed on her lips, unsure how to react. Should she play along? Would others think her actions overly presumptuous? In an instant, Lu Ning felt like she was besieged by a thousand thoughts and wavering emotions such that her head was issuing thick plumes of steam from the effort to compute them all; It was made worse staring at Zhihan's awaiting back. With slow, hesitant steps, Lu Ning clambered onto Zhihan's back, feeling the full weight of her mortification pressing down against her shoulders.
