To maintain balance, Meng Wantang's hand had no choice but to hook around Qin Chuan's neck.
Such a posture was genuinely ambiguous.
This made her face involuntarily blush.
Qin Chuan's arms were solid and powerful, his chest muscles clearly defined.
Being held in his arms, Meng Wantang felt an unprecedented sense of security.
In a daze, it was as though a lost little boat had found its own harbor.
This made her develop a brief dependence on Qin Chuan's embrace.
"Wow, Daddy is amazing, it's a princess carry!" Nannan fervently waved her hands and feet.
Hearing these words, Meng Wantang's pretty face became even more red, only able to turn her face to the side, avoiding Qin Chuan's gaze.
Actually, Qin Chuan also didn't dare to look at her.
The reason he lifted her was entirely because he didn't want to waste time.
It's not early, there's still some way to go down the mountain.
He has class in the afternoon.
So he thought to hurry down the mountain.
