"I don't care, you are mine anyway, no one else but me can look at you!"
"Tsk!" Ni Yang gave him a disdainful look, "Overbearing."
Mo Qishen squatted down in front of Ni Yang, "Get on."
"What's wrong?" Ni Yang was puzzled.
Mo Qishen followed up, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable? Let me carry you on my back."
"Can you carry me?"
Mo Qishen smiled and said, "Are you as heavy as Dapang?"
He thought Dapang was much heavier than her.
"Underestimating me?" Ni Yang raised her eyebrows slightly and leisurely leaned onto Mo Qishen's back, deliberately hooking her hands around his neck, tightening her hold, "Will you dare to underestimate me in the future?"
Mo Qishen quickly surrendered, his voice a little husky, "I dare not, I dare not, boss, please spare me..."
This girl really lacks some commonsense, doesn't she know that men can't bear this kind of teasing?
Fortunately, he was carrying her on his back. If he had been holding her, it would have been embarrassing right now...
