"You're going to carry it?" Ni Yang glanced up and down at him, "Can you handle it?"
Xiaozhou, speechless, replied, "If I can't handle it, do you think you can? After all, I am a man!"
Ni Yang shrugged slightly, not wanting to crush his spirit, "Then you try."
Xiaozhou walked up to the carrying basket, slipped the straps over his shoulders, but no matter what, he couldn't straighten his back!
Damn!
It was way too heavy!
Having been born into wealth and never having done manual labor, it was normal for Xiaozhou to struggle. Ni Yang had expected this, which is why she had stepped in ahead of Xiaozhou, ready to take over the load.
Clamping his teeth tightly, Xiaozhou's face turned red, but he still couldn't lift the basket.
"Let me do it," Ni Yang approached Xiaozhou, shading him from the sun.
"No need," Xiaozhou shook his head, "I can do it!"
He was a man!
He couldn't lose face in front of a girl!
He could do it!
Xiaozhou psyched himself up internally.
