"Miss, Miss!"
Liu Ji tightly clutched the iron chains on both sides, almost lying flat on the stone steps, looking up helplessly and pitifully at Qin Yao.
His legs were trembling, his eyes full of fear, just short of shouting for help.
But with a crowd watching at the foot of the mountain, he could only force a smile.
Qin Yao stood above, heard the trembling call of "Miss," and glanced down; the sight was quite amusing, and she unabashedly curled her lips.
She waved her hand to signal him to calm down, "Wait a minute, let me see if the person delivering the water has come down."
A shivering Liu Ji replied, "Oh, oh, okay, Miss, please hurry."
Qin Yao: "Hmm."
