"Feng Xueyan is much lighter than I imagined."
After taking a few steps, Xiaobei glanced at the way down the mountain, murmuring softly to himself.
Before, Xiaobei thought she would be a bit heavier.
But now, after actually carrying her, Xiaobei found she was indeed much lighter than he had expected.
As he made this judgment, a faint fragrance wafted from Feng Xueyan.
This subtle scent made Xiaobei a little moved.
Taking a deep breath and shaking off all distracting thoughts, Xiaobei instinctively held her tighter.
"Little bastard!"
Clasped firmly by Xiaobei, she shyly glanced at him.
Soon, she quietly leaned on Xiaobei’s back...
Because they were walking down the mountain, her body tilted forward entirely, making close contact with Xiaobei’s back.
If it were another man, she would certainly feel nauseous, but since it was Xiaobei carrying her, she didn’t feel disgusted or have the urge to puke; instead, she felt a little pleased with herself.
She even wished the mountain was a bit higher so she could stay on Xiaobei’s back a little longer.
...
"Master Xiaobei, can I ask you a question?"
After a while, continuing their steps, Xiaobei heard a soft voice.
Agreeing decisively, Xiaobei laughed, "Of course, if you have a question, just ask."
"I want to know, what do you think of me as a person?"
Finally, lying on Xiaobei’s back, Feng Xueyan asked the question that had been puzzling her.
To be honest, she had wanted to ask this before.
But previously, she felt a bit embarrassed.
Detecting the nervousness in Feng Xueyan’s words, Xiaobei smiled gently and said, "Pretty good, I think you’re a great person."
Rolling her eyes at Xiaobei with some annoyance, she angrily asked, "Just pretty good? Didn’t you fall in love at first sight?"
"I..."
Faced with such an angry query, Xiaobei was at a loss for words!
Just then, Xiaobei heard her voice again, "Alright, Master Xiaobei, I’m just joking! Being able to chat with you like this now, I’m already very happy."
Hearing this, Xiaobei was even more at a loss for words...
Glancing ahead, Xiaobei slightly quickened his pace...
Noticing Xiaobei starting to speed up, Feng Xueyan softly murmured to herself, "It seems I was a bit too hasty earlier, making Master Xiaobei feel awkward! I should try to slow down a bit later, after all, it’s hard to come by such a perfect Prince Charming. If I scare him away, it’ll be a disaster."
Feng Xueyan is the type of person who, once she has decided, will not change...
So, she had early on decided to pursue Xiaobei...
...
Ten minutes later, Xiaobei carried her down to the foot of the mountain.
Taking a deep breath, Xiaobei carefully placed her on a nearby bench.
"We got here so fast!"
Feng Xueyan, after being put down by Xiaobei, spoke quietly.
At this moment, she didn’t hide her disappointment.
Because she really was quite disappointed.
With a slightly frustrated smile, Xiaobei said, "Isn’t it enough? Do you really want to tire me out?"
"But Master Xiaobei, you haven’t even broken a sweat."
Glancing at Feng Xueyan, Xiaobei spoke with some frustration, "That’s because I’m in good shape, try carrying someone else? Anyway, let’s not talk about that now, how about you check if it still hurts?"
"Mhm!"
At this moment, in fact, not just Xiaobei, anyone who knew Feng Xueyan would be surprised to see her like this now.
Because she was truly different from before...
...
"Is it Master Xiaobei?"
Just after walking into the shoe store with Feng Xueyan, Xiaobei heard an excited voice.
Turning his head, Xiaobei saw a girl wearing black-framed glasses looking at him with eager excitement.
"It’s me!"
Xiaobei straightforwardly confirmed, but he didn’t know how she recognized him...
Just about to ask what was going on, Xiaobei suddenly widened his eyes...
Because Xiaobei saw a picture of himself on the wall. And it was exceptionally clear.
Raising the corner of his eye, Xiaobei quickly asked, "What... what’s going on here?"
The girl smiled gently, explaining seriously, "I printed this myself earlier, just so I could look at it a few times every day. We’re really grateful for not having to pay rent!"
Looking at his photo again, Xiaobei sighed, "I know you’re grateful, but posting my picture here feels a bit exaggerated."
"It’s not an exaggeration, all the shops post it!"
"All of them?"
The corner of Xiaobei’s eye twitched hard...
Suddenly, Xiaobei felt that he couldn’t visit this area anymore, because everyone recognized him...
"Master Xiaobei, this increases your popularity, isn’t it a good thing?"
With a twitch of his eye, Xiaobei sighed, "I think it’s a bit too much!"
"I think it’s fine!"
Smiling gently, Feng Xueyan looked at the lady owner and softly asked, "Are there shoes suitable for me here? Find me a pair, I want to buy them."

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