"This... isn't right, there are so many people watching, it's not a good look, really not good." She shook her head, refusing to go with Ya Molian.
"Apart from you and me, are there any others here?" Ya Molian retorted.
"Um..."
Lin Caisang was speechless at his response, casting a weak glance at the horse beneath him.
"Still not okay, look at you, you're quite hefty too, and I... I am quite pudgy. If we both sat on it, wouldn't the horse be crushed by us? I've always had a kind heart, how could I do such a thing? No, I can't do this."
She shook her head.
Hearing this, Ya Molian shook his head imperceptibly, bent over, and with one hand, took the bamboo basket from her back and held her arm, leading her to the front of him.
"Ah! Hey, hey, I haven't agreed yet, I, I... you... you..." This isn't fair.
She watched helplessly as the horse galloped ahead under Ya Molian's urging, not even giving Lin Caisang a chance to disagree.
