Having climbed the mountain, she was sweating profusely, now reeking of unpleasant sweat.
Doesn't it bother him?
Mu Jingxi crouched in front of Qiao An, "Get on."
Qiao An tried to help him up, "I can manage."
"Quit the chatter, get on!"
The guard also persuaded, "Miss Qiao, let Third Young Master carry you. It will be faster this way."
It seemed she was holding them back, Qiao An felt guilty and apologized softly, "I'm sorry..."
Smelling the crisp masculine scent on his body, Qiao An took deep breaths, murmuring softly, "It's not fair, why do I stink and you still smell so good..."
"Don't worry, even if you stink, I don't mind."
Mu Jingxi carried her on his back and adjusted her weight, "We'll rest together tonight."
Ten minutes later, they arrived at a flat area midway up the mountain.
Upon seeing the outdoor tent setup, Qiao An coyly approached Mu Jingxi, grabbed his sleeve, and gently shook it.
"What's up?" Mu Jingxi coldly unwrapped her hands.