Jiang Jiu's ears turned slightly red, and she leaned on Jiang Siyan's shoulder without speaking.
The evening breeze was especially gentle tonight, and Jiang Jiu just felt so comfortable, thinking how nice it would be to keep walking like this.
After a good while, Jiang Jiu couldn't help but say, "Put me down, we still have a way to go back."
"Not tired," he replied.
"But..."
"If you kiss me, I'll really not be tired."
Jiang Jiu curved her lips into a smile, "Xiao Ayan, you're quite something."
Jiang Siyan perhaps really wasn't tired, as he wasn't even slightly out of breath.
"Ah Yan, look at me."
Jiang Siyan turned his head and looked up, and Jiang Jiu quickly pecked his lips.
"Let's go fast!"
Jiang Siyan found that asking for a kiss was torturing himself most of all.
In such a place, nothing seemed appropriate.
He gritted his teeth and got up to walk toward the tents.
