"Uh…"
Just as Madam Xie was about to say something, a wave of nausea surged through her stomach, and a sour taste rushed to her throat. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, afraid that the vomit would dirty the carriage.
Seeing this, Mo Xiaoqiang didn't bother asking for her permission and just held her in his arms, trying to make her more comfortable.
Madam Xie was feeling terribly uncomfortable and didn't resist anymore, curling up in Mo Xiaoqiang's arms like a docile Kitty.
Chuner covered her mouth and giggled secretly—it seemed that her parents might be together again.
Mo Xiaoqiang silently gestured to her to keep quiet.
Chuner pouted, picked up Little Tiger, and crouched off to the side.
The sky gradually darkened, and the moon quietly climbed up the treetops; the group continued their journey through the woods throughout the night.
There were no villages ahead and no shops behind—it looked like they could only camp in the mountains and forest tonight.