The doormen who were playing cards were shocked and hurried out to see what was happening, with much discussion.
"Did you see that? That was Ah Zheng who just vaulted over the barrier. That guy, he's even more daring than Liu Feiren!"
"Pfft, what's he doing carrying the young miss? Picking flowers, huh?"
"You dirty old man, what's it to you what the young folks do? Keep playing cards..."
"What do you think? Maybe they're off to have a romp in the fields..."
Xiao Zheng truly hadn't noticed the old men's discussion, because he had already started running onto the main road.
At this time, it was the peak of traffic, and running was definitely faster than taking a taxi.
"Wifey wifey I love you, just like a mouse loves carrying rice..."
"Pfft..."
Leng Ruobing nearly spat out blood and was speechless.
This idiot actually carried me like a sandbag, like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife, sniffling.
And what's this about a mouse carrying rice?
