Li Xiaoqiang's neck twitched as he stared at Zheng Yaoyao, saying, "Miss... Miss, don't touch me. The moment a woman touches me, I fall ill."
Everyone admired the sheer audacity of this trick!
He really didn't treat himself like a person!
...
Thus, in the days that followed, Li Xiaoqiang was held on horseback by a fat woman every day, beginning his life on horseback.
Anyway, Li Xiaoqiang felt that every part of his body had been touched by that damn woman.
At night, a bonfire was lit in the wilderness. Li Xiaoqiang was roasting a lamb leg, and the rich aroma of meat wafted through the air as the night wind blew, causing the flames to flicker. Yao Yue sat beside him, the fire's light illuminating her exquisitely beautiful face, her transparent eyes like gemstones.
Just then, Zheng Tianyang smiled and said, "Brother Li, so... how's the young lady?"
