Qiao Anhao was stunned by Lu Jinnian's sudden words. She stared at his back for a while in a daze, then heard his clear voice again. "It rained, so the roads aren't easy to walk."
Qiao Anhao thought Lu Jinnian was worried she'd be tired from walking in such high heels. She hurriedly snapped out of it and said, a little shocked by his affection, "It's okay, I can walk. What's more, it's not too far."
Lu Jinnian remained crouched. "Get on."
After he said this, he turned around and grabbed Qiao Anhao's arms. With a single swing, she landed on his back, with him holding her legs by his dies. Then he stood up.
Qiao Anhao was afraid of falling, so she hastily grabbed onto his shoulders. Without moving an inch, she was carefully spread across Lu Jinnian's back.
It was quite wide, and his footsteps were steady. His bright shoes, crossed over one shallow puddle after the other. Qiao Anhao, who was on his back, felt an unspeakable sense of stability, and her stiff body gradually relaxed.
