Xiao Yifei stared blankly at the beautiful mature woman who had fallen on the ground and foolishly asked, "Then what should I do?"
Initially covering her slightly painful ankle with her hand, the beautiful mature woman couldn't help but give Xiao Yifei a charming, reproachful look upon hearing his foolish words.
"What do you mean, 'what should I do'? Take me back home!"
The beautiful mature woman was at that ripe age, neither too old nor too young, full of charm, with every smile and every frown, every cell in her body emanating a rich sensual fragrance.
"Ah? Your leg is injured, how can I take you back?"
Xiao Yifei stood there, dumbfounded and foolish.
"Are you really foolish or just pretending?" the beautiful mature woman said with a mix of laughter and exasperation. She frowned and continued, "How to take me back? Are you, a strong young man, not capable of carrying me back?"
