Perhaps it was because Xiao Moli was by her side, or perhaps it was because her mood was different at this moment.
After climbing for three or four hours continuously, An Ziqi felt her body wasn't unbearably strained.
When they reached a slightly flat part of the mountain path, Xiao Moli saw An Ziqi squeezing her foot and hurriedly took off her shoes, only to find that her feet had developed several large blisters.
Several of the blisters had already burst, bleeding, yet An Ziqi had endured until now without telling him.
Xiao Moli's expression instantly turned dark, "Why didn't you tell me?"
An Ziqi smiled while squeezing his hand, "It's nothing, just a little injury, it'll be fine after resting for two days."
Xiao Moli, however, with a serious face, took off his clothes, placed them on a flat stone nearby, lifted her up and put her on top.
He held her ankle, lifted it up, and examined it carefully.
