Carried on Chen Hai's shoulder, Shi Qingying didn't seem to resist much; instead, she giggled nonstop along the way.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, and once something happens for the first time, there will be a second, third, and countless more times.
The two were lucky—they had only run several miles before finding an abandoned cave at the base of a small mountain.
Inside the cave, the environment was mediocre, somewhat damp and chill, but it was definitely much better than sleeping under the sky on the barren land.
After a good and intense battle, several hours had passed.
"You brute, you're still as rough as ever, not knowing at all how to treat a lady with tenderness."
"Ying, don't your words prick your conscience? Didn't you scratch and bite too?"
...
Sitting in the cave, leaning against the wall, the two exchanged playful banter and whispered sweet nothings to each other.
After a lengthy exchange of endearments, they finally got to the main point.
