"Uncle Zheng, let's hurry and leave, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us..." Wang Baozhu felt a burning sensation at her waist where the other person was caressing her. Zheng Kuan's hands were much larger than Tian Gouzi's, and they were strong too, making her entire body go weak. But she also knew she couldn't let him take advantage of her and quickly reminded him, although her voice unintentionally took on a whining tone, "And my foot still hurts..."
Zheng Kuan came back to his senses, looked down at Wang Baozhu, "Don't worry, I can treat a sprained ankle." Saying this, he strode toward the foot of the nearby mountain.
Wang Baozhu was somewhat stunned, but she quickly realized what was happening and began to struggle, "Uncle Zheng, why are you taking me into the woods? Put me down..."