Fu Qingshuang was caught by surprise and shook her head, "It's okay, I can get in the car myself."
Luo Xiao's lips curled up slightly, and he turned back, "Don't want me to carry you into the car?"
"..." Fu Qingshuang bit her lower lip, "I..."
Want to, how could I not want to?
Luo Xiao saw her hesitation, turned around, bent down slightly, gently wrapped his arms around her legs and back, and carried her in his arms, "Be careful of your head."
Fu Qingshuang hooked one arm around his neck, and the man steadily carried her into the car, handed her a cushion, "Use this, it's more comfortable."
"Okay."
She placed it behind her back. Luo Xiao sat beside her, still holding her shoulder, "What do you want to eat?"
Fu Qingshuang smiled and replied, "I'm fine with anything you choose."
"Alright, let's have Western food," Luo Xiao leaned his head towards her, "I've already arranged everything, you'll absolutely like it."
