018 Bad guy

"Go back!"

He said casually, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which appeared rather disdainful, no matter how you looked at it!

She bit her lip, fully aware that at this moment, as long as she nodded, he would immediately take her back. But she...she was somewhat unwilling. She felt as though she had suffered a great loss. If she didn't do something to make up for it, her heart would feel unbearably heavy! In her mind, the cable cars kept flashing by, and her longing inexplicably multiplied several times over.

"I want to take the cable car!"

She softly murmured but didn't look at him. Her delicate white hand nervously rested on her waist, appearing fragile, yet it conveyed her subtle insistence.

Alexander raised an eyebrow in surprise. Could it be considered as a little challenge from the kitten to him? He knew his nature was unkind and was also aware of what he had just done. For her, it might be unforgivable and deserving of hell. He thought he kindly offered to take her back, expecting her to agree eagerly with tears in her eyes. But—

"Hehe..." He chuckled softly, seeming to realize that even the most compliant kitten was still accompanied by some claws.

"Alright then, let's go!"

He grabbed her hand, but she stood still, her palm-sized face as red as a chili pepper. The lower part of her body was damp, due to his actions, and she could feel it distinctly after a few steps. Coupled with her weak legs and sore waist, she really didn't want to walk. She wanted to sit down and not get up again. She longed for the cable car that could only be taken at the mountaintop, yet paradoxically, she didn't want to move at all. Perhaps her behavior was merely a form of silent resistance.

A standoff, both standing there.

He seemed to grasp something, looking at her lowered black hair, he smiled faintly, and bending down, he squatted in front of her.

"Come up, I'll carry you up!"

Annie suddenly looked up, her face filled with astonishment, wondering if all of this was real.

Alexander, feeling a bit impatient, patted his back and said, "If you don't come up now, I won't care about you anymore!"

This man was well-versed in the art of threats. Annie was accustomed to his threats. As soon as she heard this, although her brain hadn't fully processed the situation, her hands and feet were faster than her brain. She jumped onto his back like an octopus, wrapping her body around him.

He effortlessly stood up, walking up the mountain as if he was carrying a small doll.

Thus, in the eyes of many hikers, they witnessed such a scene: a tall and handsome man carrying a petite and beautiful woman, slowly walking up the mountain, calm and patient. The woman buried her face in the man's shoulder, blushing slightly, seemingly shy.

Some elderly observers smiled knowingly, occasionally sighing, "Youth is truly wonderful!"

Some envied ones tugged at their spouses, whispering with a tinge of sourness, "Look, other people's boyfriends are so considerate. Look at you, when you were young, I asked you to carry me once, but you made excuses..."

The old man chuckled at this.

All of them had no ill intentions and only wished blessings for the young couple.

Annie nestled against Alexander's shoulder, feeling embarrassed. She tried her best to hide her face in his back, hoping not to be seen. Alexander's big hand mischievously pinched her plump little bottom.

"Ah—"

Annie exclaimed, straightening up abruptly. Realizing she had exposed too much of her face, she hurriedly retracted it, clasping Alexander's neck with her hands, feeling angry, embarrassed, and pitiful, thinking he was really mean!

Alexander innocently shrugged, as if he found her not embarrassing enough, and added, "Don't bury your head down, if you do, I won't be able to protect your little bottom anymore!"

Naturally, he was teasing her! He, Alexander, who could easily carry two people of his height and weight through gunfire, how could he not handle such a small Annie?

But Annie naturally believed him. Whispering softly, she held him tighter, not daring to bury her head below his back. So, she leaned her head against his shoulder, her face facing his profile.

Seeing his distinct facial features so clearly for the first time made her blush and her breath slightly warmer. It was the first time she truly felt that this man was handsome and charming. If she were a bit more bold, she would admit that she had never seen a man as handsome and charming as him before! Now, this handsome man was carrying her on his back...this realization made her heart feel slightly sweet. But as she thought about their relationship, her eyes dimmed involuntarily.

If it weren't for this unclear transaction, she might never have had the chance to interact with such an extraordinary person! But now, their contact was so awkward! She bit her lip, her eyes slightly reddened, and then quietly nestled back against his shoulder.