Night, the moon shone brightly with few stars!
In the depths of the forest, two figures, like ghostly spirits, were silently sprinting forward at high speed.
The owners of these two figures were none other than Wang Hao and Zhao Yuqing!
"Ouch!"
Because she moved too hastily, Zhao Yuqing's stamina faltered, and she stepped on a protruding rock, twisting her ankle.
Wang Hao turned back to look and urgently asked, "Yu Qing, what happened, are you all right?"
With her lips turning slightly white from biting, Zhao Yuqing shook her head and said, "I'm fine!"
Wang Hao said, "Come on, I'll carry you!"
Zhao Yuqing looked up at Wang Hao and said, "No need!"
Wang Hao gave her a look and pretended to be stern, "Not listening, huh? Get on my back quick!"
Seeing the expression Wang Hao had when he scolded her, an image of her father suddenly appeared in Zhao Yuqing's mind.
Unconsciously, her clear eyes started to moisten.
Seeing Zhao Yuqing cry, Wang Hao felt a bit panicked inside.
