The carriage wheels rumbled over the gravel road, and the atmosphere inside was as lively as a boiling pot. Ma Hongjun rubbed his still-aching back and secretly glanced at Bai Chenxiang across from him. She was lowering her head, tidying the stray ends of Xiao Wu's true body's hair. Her profile was drawn tight, clearly still angry over what he had said that morning.
His heart itched with anxiety. His eyes darted around, and when Lin Zhixia was holding Xiao Wu and taking a drink, he leaned over and called softly, "Fourth Sister, Fourth Sister, do me a favor."
Lin Zhixia looked up and instantly saw through his intentions from that pleading expression. Before he could finish, she waved with a smile. "Don't get any ideas about me." She pointed at Xiao Wu's true body, who was tightly hugging her arm. "Look, I still have to look after Xiao Wu. She may not have a soul, but she's awfully clingy. I can't get away."
After a pause, she deliberately sighed and lightly tapped the small Sachet hanging at her waist. Gu Zhinian had embroidered it for her before they set out, and the stitches still seemed warm. "Besides, I haven't even soothed my own man yet. I didn't clearly explain our itinerary before leaving for this training trip, and when I sent him a message yesterday, he threw a little tantrum. I'm still worrying over how to reply. How could I have time to meddle in your business?"
Ma Hongjun's face fell. Just as he was about to plead again, Ning Rongrong cut in from beside him. "Fatty, don't make things difficult for Zhi Xia." She shook the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda around her wrist, smiling slyly. "She has to look after Xiao Wu and coax Gu Zhinian. Where