"Huh?" Ye Fei was too busy enjoying the incredibly comfortable pressure to hear what Chen Yourong had said.
"I said, help me climb up the tree," Chen Yourong repeated, bringing her lips close to Ye Fei's ear. Her breath tickled his earlobe as she spoke.
This time, Ye Fei heard her.
Reluctantly, he lowered her from his back. But when he saw her loose, flowing dress, he perked up again. He squatted down slowly and said, "Go ahead."
Chen Yourong placed her hands on the tree trunk, lifted one of her legs from behind, and carefully stepped on Ye Fei's broad shoulders. She didn't use any internal energy, climbing cautiously like an ordinary woman.
Only when both of Chen Yourong's feet were on his shoulders did Ye Fei slowly stand up. He looked up, and couldn't help but marvel at the sight. She looked stunning.