It seems that this time she really wasn't lying to him.
He didn't hold back just now, unlike last time when he was on a mission in Yunnan, when he could tell at a glance that she was a girl, so he held back a little.
Although he did have a slight suspicion, he never imagined that a girl would sneak into the joint military exercise. Naturally, he wouldn't hold back, especially not her...
"Hanhan, it hurts." Mo Qing answered irrelevantly, her big, watery eyes blinking as she stared at him. "It really hurts when I move."
Soft and sweet, with a hint of spring water, it was a girl's unique voice. Although the voice was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in the silent deep forest, like the whispers between lovers, reaching his ears with perfect clarity.
He didn't know when it started, but he found himself unable to bear hearing her pitiful voice.
Ji Muhan glanced coolly at her ankle, then turned away without a word.
"Hanhan, are you really... abandoning me?"
Before Mo Qing could finish speaking, Ji Muhan bent down with his tall and straight body, and her words came to an abrupt halt as she stared blankly at his actions.
"Come up." Ji Muhan's clear and pleasant voice was as calm as ever as she spoke with her back to her.
Mo Qing was still somewhat stunned, blinking hard as if trying to prove that this was not her imagination.
Ji Muhan... Hanhan actually wanted to carry her on her back...
Ji Muhan thought she couldn't climb up, so she lowered herself slightly again and said calmly, "Come up."
Mo Qing realized that it wasn't her imagination, and with a smile, she climbed onto his back and took the initiative to hug his neck with both hands.
Ji Muhan lowered his eyes, looking at the hands that were wrapped around his neck, those fair and delicate hands. Her breathing was right next to his ear, one breath after another, clearly erratic and becoming more and more rapid.
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