Hong Jiaxin hurriedly tried to climb down from Luo Yang's back, and Luo Yang could vaguely guess the reason.
It was nothing more than not wanting too many people to see them so intimately close.
"Class rep, let me pick up the pace. We'll go check over there."
As he spoke, he started to jog.
Ever since True Qi began to reside within him, Luo Yang's strength had greatly increased.
Carrying over a hundred pounds on his back, he didn't feel exhausted at all.
His steps were still suave and brisk, almost as if he wasn't carrying anything.
Seeing Luo Yang speeding up, Hong Jiaxin stopped fussing about getting down.
Initially, Hong Jiaxin lay prone on Luo Yang's back without putting her arms around his neck.
After all, doing so would imply a level of affection towards him.
She absolutely didn't want him to recognize that underlying message.
Though secretly harboring feelings for Luo Yang, Hong Jiaxin, as a tomboy, wasn't about to let him know she liked him.
