C1480

The inside of the forest was darker than the outside. Ning An and Morong Qingyang had long abandoned their horses and drilled their way in.

At first, Ning An was holding her hand, but later on, the hand reached her waist. When they met an awkward path, he just hugged her, Morong Qingyang's feet left the ground and instinctively hugged Ning An's neck, he was much taller than her