C392 I Still Haven't Died 3

He stood up effortlessly, without any sign of strain. Mu Yunhua instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

Baili Chonghua adjusted his stance slightly before carrying her on his back and moving forward. Observing his ease, Mu Yunhua couldn't help but arch an eyebrow. "Can you handle it?"

She was no delicate Miss Mu; she was a curvaceous beauty