Listening to the incessant laughter beside him, Bao Ye pressed his lips together and chose to ignore her, walking quickly with his long legs.
Gradually, Jiang Ruan couldn't keep up.
This section of the road was under construction, making the ground difficult to walk on. Earlier, Bao Ye had carried her, so she didn't really feel anything.
Now walking by herself, she felt uncomfortable, especially as she was wearing high heels.
Looking at Bao Ye walking ahead, indifferent to her struggles, Jiang Ruan bit her lip, refusing to believe it.
She deliberately exclaimed loudly.
The tone was full of surprise.
Almost instantly, the figure ahead stopped and quickly turned around to look at her.
Jiang Ruan bent over her back, and Bao Ye immediately returned to her, walking with determination, and with a tense expression and furrowed brow, he supported her: "Sprained?"
Jiang Ruan nodded: "I think so."
"Bao Ye, my foot hurts ~"
"I guess I can't walk."
She looked at him pitifully.
