Yan Qing stiffened his entire back the moment Ling Hua wrapped her arms around him, not moving an inch, like a rigid plank.
Ling Hua didn't dare to touch Yan Qing's lean waist with her hands, only gently holding on, behaving properly and sweetly saying, "We can go now."
Yan Qing sat without moving.
Ling Hua felt his back was extremely stiff and couldn't help but laugh inwardly, but she dared not let it show on her face or in her words. Pretending to be surprised, she asked, "What's wrong?"
Yan Qing took a deep breath, "You should take the carriage instead."
"No," Ling Hua clung to his waist tenaciously, "I was finally pulled up by you, it wouldn't be a good habit to go back on your word."
Yan Qing felt a bit irritated inside, "I can't ride properly with you like this."
Ling Hua pretended to misunderstand, "I'm not holding onto your arm."
Yan Qing turned his head sharply, staring Ling Hua down, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"