The bonfire beside her was extinguished.
Nan Miaomiao: "..."
The rain was so heavy that she couldn't open her eyes, so she forced herself to look up. "That's it? If you're really that powerful, you can just strike me to death with a bolt of lightning…"
Before she could finish her sentence, her mouth was covered by a large hand from behind. In the next second, her body was lifted up.
Lu Shang carried her on his shoulder and went to the camp without looking back.
Nan Miaomiao subconsciously grabbed onto his body to maintain her balance. The rain was too heavy. The moment he rushed into the rain, Lu Shang was also drenched. His shirt stuck to his body and became translucent. Nan Miaomiao paused for a moment. She seemed to have touched his abs.
One, two…
There were actually eight packs!
"When did you start training? You didn't have abs when we filmed The Legend of Wu Tian." Nan Miaomiao was distracted.
