Bai Chengxi is somewhat ticklish and shrinks his neck in warning, "Zhuo Yuqing, behave yourself."
"You're ticklish?" She giggles, leaning her face over his shoulder, eyeing his face, then suddenly lets go of his hand and starts tickling his ribs.
Bai Chengxi lets out a chuckle, inadvertently loosening his grip, causing Zhuo Yuqing to almost fall with a yelp.
He has been carrying her on his back for a long time now, sweat beads appearing on his forehead, but even so, there is no sound of him gasping for breath, and his steps are still brisk.
At this moment, there are many people climbing the mountain to worship, and some of them giggle quietly when they see them.
"That girl is really lucky; having her boyfriend carry her up the mountain."
"The young people these days, really getting lazier,"
Hearing everyone's comments, Zhuo Yuqing feels a bit embarrassed, "Maybe I should walk now, I'm not tired anymore."
"We're almost there."
