Feng Yongzhuo stared wide-eyed: Where did this old fellow come from, and from where did the team invite this extra? At this moment, he even dares to take advantage?
Old pervert!
"Jiayin, don't listen to him! Here, let him keep carrying your pack, I'll carry him, and you carry mine." After speaking, Feng Yongzhuo decisively threw down his own pack and grabbed both the old man's and Shen Jiayin's packs.
Jiayin?
The old man, forced down from Shen Jiayin's back, raised an eyebrow and glanced askew at the man calling the silly girl Jiayin.
This man should be the girl's suitor, right?
Otherwise, why so eager to find her?
Could he be the girl's lover?
No, doesn't seem like it.
The old man's questioning gaze drifted back to Shen Jiayin's face.
Shen Jiayin was dazed and asked blankly: "Wha, what's wrong?"
"He's not your lover, is he?"
As Feng Yongzhuo was tightening his belt to carry someone, he suddenly heard this and froze.
"No, no——" Shen Jiayin shook her head.
