It was a very ordinary and peaceful feeling, but it was so beautiful that it made one forget everything else.
"Mmm," she replied casually.
Being carried doesn't make you realize how tiring it is to carry someone. Although she possesses superhuman strength, she doesn't have unlimited stamina. After a while, she will naturally get tired, especially now that there is a height difference between them. Her weight distribution is spread out. She is carrying someone who weighs over 100 pounds, yet she is struggling to carry someone who weighs over 200 pounds.
Although it was his first time being hugged and he wasn't used to it, he felt he could try to get used to the feeling of being hugged by her.
When he wants to, he can have his face on; when he doesn't want to, he can leave it anywhere.
Yuwen Sheng reached out his hand, wanting to hear more clearly the beating of her heart for him: "Remember when I told you that when you came back, I had something to tell you..."
"Don't talk. We can talk about it after your foot stops bleeding and is bandaged." Zheng Quchi interrupted him. He looked so weak and pale that she was afraid he would stop breathing the next second.
He leaned against her in an awkward and frustrated posture, and chuckled softly.
She's probably the only one.
Other women are all delicate and frail, gentle and tender, but she is strong enough to carry a grown man through the streets and alleys, running with all her might.
She is different.
Yuwen Sheng has never been so certain of this.
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While Mu Ke was shopping for holiday items on West Street, he overheard people talking about what seemed to have happened in the east, with mad horses running rampant, riots, and injuries. However, since he was neither a yamen runner nor a guard, he had no say in the matter and could not interfere, so he didn't take it seriously and waited for the city official who had received the notice to handle it.
Because West Street is some distance away from the street to the east, the liveliness of this area is not affected. At most, some people are afraid of being relocated, so they finish the market early and go home.
But Muko had no such worries, because he was accompanied by two people with exceptional combat skills.
He had just finished haggling with the vendor and picked out a pot of kumquats when he inadvertently saw a vaguely familiar figure pass by.
Mu Ke focused his attention and widened his eyes.
Is he hallucinating? He seems to see the general...?
"Uncle Mu, what are you standing here looking at like an idiot? Have you bought what you wanted?"
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