"Where have we walked to?" As Luo Ziling carried Yang Qingyin on his back, he turned his head and asked, "You said earlier that you're very familiar with this place and could be my guide, so you lead the way."
"I don't know where we are either, just walk anywhere," Yang Qingyin cunningly said, blowing a breath of air onto Luo Ziling's neck.
Luo Ziling immediately felt ticklish and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Seeing that Luo Ziling was ticklish, Yang Qingyin blew a few more times, then leaned on his shoulder and giggled.
With a "smack," Luo Ziling lightly slapped Yang Qingyin's bottom, threatening, "Stop messing around or I'll throw you down."
Yang Qingyin let out a low cry and her face turned red, quickly pinching Luo Ziling, indignantly saying, "How could you hit me?"
"Who told you to cause trouble?" Luo Ziling said as he slapped her lightly again.
