He just wanted to carry her on his back.

Today happens to be a good opportunity.

Ning An hesitated: "I'm afraid your legs haven't fully recovered yet..."

"It doesn't matter. The doctor told me to exercise more and don't worry too much. I have recovered very well."

Seeing Ning An's hesitation, Song Shaoyan simply walked over and picked her up.

Ning An was caught off guard and put his arms around his neck: "Slow down."

"You can go slow, you can go fast." Song Shaoyan raised his eyebrows.

Ning An twisted his neck: "Can you still be serious?!"

"It hurts...my wife."

"I am not your wife, we have been divorced for six years!"

"You are not my wife, who is my wife?"

"Love so and so."

"For the sake of me carrying you, can you please call me 'husband'?"

"No……"

"Is that true? If you don't scream now, you still won't be able to escape at night." Song Shaoyan smiled darkly, with a restrained and deep luster in his eyebrows.

Song Shaoyan held her in his arms, occasionally patting her butt cheekily, carrying his wife on his back, feeling contented.

If he goes too far, Ning An will beat him up.

Knock him twice and he will be honest.

Song Shaoyan chose an untraveled road. He wanted to go up alone with Ning An and get rid of her colleagues as soon as possible. The sun was very bright, and a thin layer of sweat soon appeared on Song Shaoyan's head.

, Ning An wiped him.

This was the first time for Ning An to be carried on someone's back. She had never had such extravagant expectations before, let alone thought that the person carrying her would be Song Shaoyan.

After a while, Ning An was afraid that he would be too much and insisted on him putting her down.

Song Shaoyan naturally refused: "When I carry you, I feel a solid feeling, just like hugging you and holding you. Only at this time can I touch you and truly feel you.

By my side, not an empty illusion."

"An'an, you may not know that during those years when I was alone in Huacheng, I often dreamed about you. Everything in the dream was so real, but when I woke up, I had nothing and my hands were empty."

"So, let me carry you for a while. It's a rare opportunity. When I get old, I won't be able to carry you anymore."

"I'm getting older all day long. Don't be pretentious." Ning An said angrily.

"You don't always say that I'm pretentious, why don't I keep being pretentious and just be pretentious with you."

"Don't...you should be normal. I can't stand a hypocritical person who talks to me every day."

"..."

Song Shaoyan didn't feel tired at all. He loved the fulfillment of this moment. For him, it was a great enjoyment.

Ning An raised her head and saw the beautiful mountain scenery and the brilliant sun.

All of this is so beautiful.

Ning An opened a bottle of mineral water and gave Song Shaoyan a sip.

"We are almost reaching the top of the mountain." Song Shaoyan looked at the road ahead, "I really want to carry you on my back for a while."

"The days are long." Ning An said calmly.

Song Shaoyan squinted his eyes and looked ahead. Yes, the days ahead were long and he was not in a hurry.

The rules of the event are to put small flags on the ground when you climb up the mountain. Whichever group collects them first wins.

Song Shaoyan carried Ning An up, but he refused to put her down along the way.

"An An, I never thought I would be able to carry you on my back one day. I thought my legs were hopeless."

"If you don't cooperate with the doctor, what can you do?"
Chapter completed!