Tang Manhong walked along the mountain path, taking Tang Ye to see the witch. Tang Ye followed behind, watching Tang Manhong with a sense of perplexity. Because Tang Manhong was wearing a tight-fitting miniskirt and high heels. How could it not be difficult to hike in such attire? Tang Ye's eyes shifted, then a palm landed smack on Tang Manhong's pert and round buttocks.
"What, what are you doing?" Tang Manhong didn't have the anger of being harassed or taken advantage of, just a bit of playful annoyance. After all, she and Tang Ye were now in a relationship akin to fish and water, so having Tang Ye act frivolously toward her didn't feel like an insult but rather appropriate, except she was somewhat embarrassed by Tang Ye's mischief.
Tang Ye, unconcerned, looked at her and said, "It seems rather tough for you to walk on the mountain path like this."
"Of course, it's tough. Why don't you try wearing high heels?" Tang Manhong replied, slightly annoyed.
