When a man's physical strength was questioned, he would desperately prove himself.
Hou Yingyi held Wei Xiaoqing with both hands. Still, his legs couldn't help but tremble as he carried her.
Wei Xiaoqing was so scared that she immediately wrapped her arms around Hou Yingyi's neck. She thought to herself, "When Han Yuanjun carried Liang Zixuan all the way, she laughed happily without the least bit of fear. How did she do that?"
When Wei Xiaoqing saw everyone clapping and cheering, she smiled sheepishly.
Hou Yingyi carried Wei Xiaoqing and walked out of the room with difficulty. When they reached the stairs, he wanted to put her down.
But Wei Xiaoqing still held his neck tightly and refused to let go. "Take me to the car."
Hou Yingyi was so tired that there were big beads of sweat on his forehead. Even his face had turned pale. He gritted his teeth and whispered in Wei Xiaoqing's ear. "That's enough, Wei Xiaoqing. Don't push yourself too far!"
