"Isn't it tiring to carry someone like a princess?"
As she asked, her arms wrapped around Song Baiyan's shoulders.
With his broad shoulders, Tang Li felt a sense of security, not fearing she would fall.
Song Baiyan glanced down at her and smiled, "Back in the army, the logs I carried were heavier than you. You weigh less than a hundred; with this height, it's already an unhealthy state."
Tang Li replied, "I think I'm quite healthy."
As she spoke, she reminded Song Baiyan, "At this moment, it's best not to discuss health issues; it affects the mood."
"Then what should we discuss?"
"Discuss... whether to take a bath first or do something meaningful first."
Song Baiyan's eyes crinkled with a smile, "All that's on your mind is that, but when it comes to the moment, you'll probably shrink back."
Tang Li didn't reply.
Then, the complex spiral staircase came into view.
