She nodded and said, "Okay then."
Voice fading, the man's long arm stretched out, suddenly hooking onto her slender waist. Using a some force, he pulled her into his arms.
"What are you doing??" Huang Yue Li angrily glanced up.
The man tightened his arms. As he felt the waist that seemed it would snap with a little force, her body's warmth and breathing, his heart couldn't help but send out waves of emotion.
Eyes falling on her pink coloured lips, he smiled wantonly.
"This carriage is too high. You are not a cultivator, so climbing up would be too hard. This Lord will carry you up! Don't move around too much!"
"Not hard. No need for you to trouble yourself!"
Huang Yue Li began to struggle too late, as he had already carried her into the carriage.
Fortunately, once in the carriage, he did not continue to hold her. But he gently released his arms.
Regaining her freedom, Huang Yue Li gave him a supercilious look.
