"The sky is about to get dark, should we take him back home?" Mu Xue'er pondered for a moment and said.
As soon as this thought came out, Mu Xue'er blushed at her own bold idea.
In the glow of sunset, up close, looking at the face in front of her, young, handsome, dashing, with a natural aura of royalty, very attractive.
"So handsome! Much more handsome than anyone in the clan." Mu Xue'er whispered to herself.
Struggling, Mu Xue'er lifted Zhang Xiaohao up, carried him on her back, and walked towards the clan.
Little Wood Village is not big, only about ten kilometers in size.
Mu Xue'er's home is in a corner of the village, isolated, with just her family, no other households.
To avoid being seen by villagers, Mu Xue'er deliberately took a detour carrying Zhang Xiaohao, entering the house from the side.
"Phew!" Just as she placed Zhang Xiaohao on the bed, Mu Xue'er gasped heavily.
The several kilometers' walk exhausted her, a relatively weak girl.
