Pei Shu'er also smiled, her voice softening a bit.
After all, in the future, she might really have to continue working with Tang Zan.
Receiving favors softens one's stand, and being helped softens one's attitude.
"Being able to ride with the Young Master is my honor."
Tang Zan smiled, noticing that every time Pei Shu'er called him Young Master, there was a hint of emotion.
The two quickly walked outside, Pei Shu'er said, "Should I sit behind you?"
But her height was so petite, if she sat behind Tang Zan, it would be like riding a blind horse.
Wouldn't the horse and people perish and fall off a cliff?
Tang Zan obviously thought of that scene too, smiling as he lifted Pei Shu'er onto the horse.
"You sit in front, and I'll hold your waist."
A completely normal sentence, yet because Tang Zan said it slowly, it carried a hint of ambiguity.
Tang Zan then tied the stirrup to the horse, leapt onto the horseback, and encircled Pei Shu'er's waist.
