Xiao Changyi had been carrying her for half an hour already, and they had only covered half the distance to town. Wu Mazi's ox cart had long passed by them. An Jing pursed her lips and finally spoke up.
"Xiao Changyi, I have troubled you..."
"Never." He paused, and then Xiao Changyi said, "Such words should not be said again in the future." He paused again, "I would get angry."
Without any expression, the man said he would get angry, and An Jing thought this man was really too adorable. Joy and sweetness filled her heart, and it showed on her face.
"You're really nice~" An Jing tightened her hands around Xiao Changyi's neck.
"Such words should not be said again in the future." He repeated his earlier statement very seriously. He needed a promise from her.
