Young Madam Mo

About forty minutes later, she checked out of the room and left.

"I'll be there in a while. Take a nap first."

After all, there was no time to rest after they arrived.

Jiang Tingxu nodded. The little guy next to her very sensibly patted his chubby thighs:

"Jiang Tingxu, Ningning will give you a pillow."

"Thank you, Baby, but I can't bear to part with it."

What if it was crushed?

So, it was better to lean against the back of the chair.

Jiang Tingxu closed her eyes. The man watching the car in front warned his noisy son through the rearview mirror.

The little guy received his father's gaze and obediently hid in his seat, playing with his little hands.

The car left the hotel and arrived at the foot of Mount Nanfu in a few minutes.

Mount Nanfu was almost two thousand meters above sea level. It was not particularly high, but it would still take some time to drive up to the top of the mountain.