The car stopped at the front gate, and Nan Fei couldn't wait for the car to come to a complete stop before she tried to open the door and get out, only to be swept off her feet by Huo Beijiang as he reached over from the driver's seat.
Nan Fei instinctively wanted to scream, but was gleefully reminded by Huo Beijiang,
"You can scream! Better yet, scream so loud that the entire villa complex can hear you."
Nan Fei quickly covered her mouth, letting him carry her over his shoulder, huffing, "Huo Beijiang, have you lost your mind?"
"I'm not crazy!" The person, despite new and old injuries, was still full of energy—if one hadn't seen the wounds on his back, one would never believe it.
Huo Beijiang emphatically added another sentence, "If I'm crazy, it's crazy about you."
Nan Fei's cheeks turned red like apples, "Put me down, I can walk on my own."
