Damn it, after all that fighting, she didn't even manage to touch the hem of Zhou Mu's clothes!
This bastard is a true evildoer! A slippery one, like an eel!
In his red robes, more eye-catching than a bridal sedan, Zhou Mu watched the falling figure, a hint of indulgence flashed through his eyes. With a long arm, he scooped up his beloved into his embrace and in a blink, landed on the horse.
Feeling the warm and delicate body in his arms, that familiar sense of fulfillment immediately brought satisfaction to Zhou Mu's usually cold face!
"Hehe... finally caught you!" Nestled in Zhou Mu's embrace, Gu Changsheng chuckled wickedly and without hesitation, her little hands began to climb onto Zhou Mu's wiry waist.
She pinched! To punish him for exchanging their Marriage Letter before proposing!
She squeezed! For insisting on giving New Year's gifts, which utterly killed her interest in needlework!
